When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

Fu Qingqing's heart stung for a moment at that moment.

Fu Chuan's eyes that were full of expectation and respect in the past, reflecting Fu Qingqing's figure, are gone...never again!

Some are just cold and unfeeling, like looking at a stranger.

In addition to nodding, saying hello, and calling Fifth Sister.

No more feedback.

When Fu Chuan left the Fu family one day, they no longer even nodded like this.

Why……

Why?

Why do you feel so uncomfortable because of Fu Chuan's cold attitude?

The only younger brother Fu Qingqing recognized was Fu Zichen...

It's obviously only Fu Zichen!

Fifth sister...Fifth sister? Are you okay?

Fu Zichen's worried voice brought Fu Qingqing back from her thoughts.

Fu Qingqing came back to her senses and showed a forced smile to Fu Zichen: I'm fine, Zichen, why did you come to Fu Chuan? Didn't I tell you not to meet Fu Chuan at school if you had nothing to do? What should I do if Chuan’s true identity is exposed...

Fu Zichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Fu Qingqing's words.

Fortunately, Fu Qingqing didn't hear the conversation between Fu Zichen and Fu Chuan just now.

I...I came to see Brother Fu Chuan for something...

Just then the school bell rang.

Fu Qingqing didn't ask any questions and asked Fu Zichen to go back to class on the second floor of the high school.

After Fu Zichen left, Fu Qingqing took a deep breath.

The clenched fists that had been hidden in his pockets slowly unclenched.

My nails just dug into the flesh of my palms, and it hurt like hell.

Fu Qingqing heard it...

She heard everything!

It turns out that during those few times when she was drunk, sick, and had a vague headache, someone helped Fu Qingqing massage...

Not Fu Zichen! But Fu Chuan!

Not just that!

The eldest sister Fu Ling'er has always had migraine problems!

It was Fu Chuan who taught Fu Zichen to massage Fu Ling'er...

No wonder Fu Linger once said that several times she had splitting headaches. When she lay on the bed to rest, Fu Zichen's massage could always slow down her headaches.

Sometimes I wake up and ask Fu Zichen to come over for massage, but it has no effect.

Fu Ling'er herself didn't have much hope. After all, she had been suffering from migraine symptoms for a long time. Even with the most sophisticated instruments, she couldn't find any problems. She took a lot of medicines, but besides harming her body, even a little relief from the headaches had no effect.

[Fu Zichen]'s massage can only relieve Fu Ling'er's acute attack. Massage during normal times has no effect...

turn out to be……

It wasn't Fu Zichen who massaged her.

It's Fu Chuan!

It will only work if Fu Chuan does it himself!

Fu Qingqing didn't dare to question Fu Zichen about such a thing, for fear of hurting Fu Zichen's fragile and sensitive heart!

Thinking of this, Fu Qingqing glanced at the classroom window. Fu Chuan was chatting with Fang Kaiwei, who was at the same table, and didn't care about Fu Qingqing's gaze.

If you don't care, you don't care.

Fu Qingqing couldn't go into the classroom to find Fu Chuan now, so she could only take out her mobile phone and send a message to Fu Chuan.

Fang Kaiwei asked: Brother Chuan, what did Fu Zichen want to do with you just now?

A little thing.

Fu Chuan covered it up.

In his last life, Fu Chuan most wanted to expose his true identity to others. He was the young master of the Fu family. He was not an orphan, he had a family that was connected to him by blood! I don’t like other people’s sympathy, pity, and mocking eyes!

In this life, Fu Chuan tried his best to distance himself from the Fu family. It was best not to reveal his identity. Fu Zichen's terminal illness became Fu Chuan's best shield, lest Fu Chuan sever ties with the Fu family after the college entrance examination and end up with another problem. No unnecessary trouble.

I heard that Teacher Fu loves her younger brother the most. When I saw Teacher Fu walking over with a pale face just now, I thought something was going to happen... It'll be fine anyway, but Brother Chuan, your surname is also Fu, what a coincidence, hahaha ~”

...

Fu Chuan's phone vibrated.

It was a message from Fu Qingqing.

Come to my office during your lunch break.

Fu Chuan didn't reply.

I have to go see my senior at noon, so I don't have time to talk to Fu Qingqing.

Just pretend you didn't see the message.

The students in the class who stayed until the end of the fourth period stood up in a hurry and rushed to the canteen.

Today there are limited edition caviar salad hot dog buns and golden fried chicken legs available...

If you are too slow, not only will the limited-edition bread be gone, but you will also have to wait in line for food until you vomit blood.

Fu Chuan was about to send a message to Shen Shutang.

Ding dong——

Junior, come to the playground under the phoenix tree.

good.

Fu Chuan immediately arrived at the agreed place.

Looking from a distance of ten meters, the beautiful shadow was getting closer and closer in Fu Chuan's pupils.

Shen Shutang had her hands behind her back, wearing a short skirt school uniform, revealing her long white legs. She had her hair in a ponytail as usual, with red ribbons woven through her hair. She stared at the withered phoenix tree in front of her and fell into deep thought...

Hearing the footsteps, Shen Shutang turned around, saw Fu Chuan, and smiled slightly: Junior, you are here.

After speaking, Shen Shutang took out a packaged limited-edition bread from his bag and gave it to Fu Chuan: Here, the agreed-upon limited-edition caviar salad hot dog bread, while it's still hot.

Senior sister, how come you bought it so quickly?

This is the benefit of sending students on recommendation.

Shen Shutang winked at Fu Chuan playfully.

Fu Chuan had an o(╯□╰)o look on his face, almost forgetting that Shen Shutang was now admitted to the university and it was up to him whether he wanted to attend classes or not. Of course, he could go to the cafeteria in advance and queue up to buy limited-edition bread.

so envious!

Try it and see if it tastes good.

kindness……

This was Fu Chuan's first time eating this bread.

In his previous life, Fu Chuan lived very hard in G City No. 1 Middle School. The Fu family gave Fu Chuan very little living expenses, which was called training Fu Chuan. Fu Chuan also had to use the small treasury saved by working in the orphanage during his free time. Sometimes I go to McDonald's and work part-time as a chicken hunter to make money...

This limited edition bread is a subsidy given to students by the school. It is only sold once every half month. The price is 300. The quantity is very small and the supply exceeds demand. After all, the ingredients inside include caviar worth thousands of dollars...

Fu Chuan fell in love with the taste as soon as he took it into his mouth, and finished it as soon as he regained consciousness.

Ah... gone.

Fu Chuan reluctantly spoke, causing Shen Shutang to chuckle.

Shen Shutang took out a tissue and handed it to Fu Chuan: Wipe your mouth.

Fu Chuan quickly took the tissue: I'm sorry, senior, I made you laugh...

Looking at you like this reminds me of the first time I ate this bread... Well, I have another inspiration. Thank you, junior.

It's good if I can help senior sister. What do you want to help me with?

kindness……

Shen Shutang glanced at the phoenix tree behind him.

Can you draw a picture of the school's phoenix flower in full bloom and give it to me?

Fu Chuan was slightly startled: Of course...

How about such a simple expression? Senior, hehe~ I like your confidence~

Shen Shutang's voice was very soft, and you could feel the reminiscence of the past in her heart.

The breeze blew, messing up Shen Shutang's hair. Shen Shutang stretched out his hand to straighten it, his eyes full of care and fascination.

Fu Chuan could feel that this phoenix tree had a different meaning to Shen Shutang.

Speaking of which...

In his previous life, Fu Chuan happened to see Shen Shutang sitting under the phoenix flower tree while passing by the playground, and he was entranced.

Now, junior, do you know? My name was given by my mother. It rained and the wind blew last night, and I couldn't get rid of the wine after a deep sleep. I wonder if Haitang is still the same... My mother graduated from No. 1 Middle School in G City. She said My favorite one in my life is this phoenix flower tree. It was because of this tree that I met my dad...

As he spoke, Shen Shutang's eyes dimmed a bit.

How beautiful it would be if this tree could bloom all the time...It's a pity that it only blooms from May to July...

I will draw what my senior wants.

Fu Chuan spoke seriously.

After listening to Shen Shutang's few words without saying anything clearly, Fu Chuan's creative inspiration had already begun.

Then it's up to you, junior.

Shen Shutang's eyebrows were shining, full of deep trust in Fu Chuan.

because……

Fu Chuan is the talented painter that Shen Shutang finally found.