When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

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Fu Chuan's face was filled with question marks.

Fu Qingqing can't control her emotions. Is it Fu Chuan's fault?

It’s really a big joke in the world.

Fu Qingqing closed her mouth.

What I said just now was an angry remark.

It was Fu Qingqing's fault that he didn't control his emotions when facing the servant. He was just doing his job...

It is indeed unreasonable for Fu Qingqing to say such things to Fu Chuan now.

Fu Chuan, I just...

I'm going back to my room.

Fu Chuan didn't want to get entangled with Fu Qingqing, so he left these words and walked to the room.

This indifferent attitude completely angered Fu Qingqing.

Can't you just listen to what I have to say? You live in the Fu family now, and I am your fifth sister. Why are you so disrespectful to me!

Are you sure you want to say that? If your brother Zichen thinks wildly after hearing this and ends up getting sick, don't put the blame on me. As long as you accept it, I am willing to listen.

Fu Chuan brought out his trump card.

Fu Qingqing was so blocked that she didn't know how to continue speaking.

Zichen's younger brother Zichen's younger brother...

In the past, Fu Qingqing ignored Fu Chuan's existence because of his younger brother Zichen.

Fu Chuan was in agony over this, and had to put on a smile and frantically please Fu Qingqing.

Now Fu Chuan can be so cold and ruthless and use brother Zichen as a shield!

Fu Qingqing could only hold back her anger, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

asshole……

Bastard Fu Chuan!

How could you do this to her sister!

How could this be!

what's going on?

Fu Ling'er and others heard the noise downstairs and came up quickly.

Oh, it's the fifth sister...

That's enough, Fu Chuan, go back to your room, I will take care of my affairs.

Fu Chuan shrugged and was too lazy to say anything. He wanted to run away and walked straight to the room.

When Fu Xinling saw Fu Chuan approaching, she lowered her head subconsciously. She was secretly annoyed after making this move...

Why are you so afraid of seeing Fu Chuan?

Isn't it just that I misunderstood Fu Chuan once?

Fu Xinling was just too worried about Fu Zichen's reaction, and it was not intentional. He acted like a thief, but it made Fu Xinling appear weak.

As a result, Fu Chuan's eyes never fell on Fu Xinling.

He just returned to the room and closed the door, as if shutting out the whole world.

Fu Xinling's heart also closed with Fu Chuan's door.

Damn Fu Chuan!

He actually ignored his second sister!

He...how could he do this!

Fu Ling'er ignored Fu Chuan for the time being and looked at Fu Qingqing: Fifth sister, what's wrong with you? What you just said was so loud, we heard it downstairs.

This isn't like you.

Fu Ling'er didn't say these four words.

It was just the eyes that betrayed Fu Ling'er's heart.

Fu Qingqing has become very strange today, not like the Fu Qingqing of the past.

If her appearance hadn't changed and she was still the familiar Fu Qingqing, Fu Ling'er would have thought that her own sister had been snatched away.

Sister, maybe I'm just too tired. I'll apologize later...

Fu Qingqing left lonely.

Fu Zichen wanted to say something, but was blocked by Fu Ling'er.

I guess Fifth Sister is really tired. If you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow.

Compared with the confusion of Fu Ling'er and others.

Fu Chuan was humming a little tune in the room, sorting out the questions he would ask Shen Shutang for tutoring tomorrow.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

Fu Chuan thought it was a message from Shen Shutang, so he opened it and took a look...

It’s the big sponsor!

After a deep sleep, the remaining wine cannot be eliminated: I'm sorry, junior, there are a lot of things today, and I only have time to look at my phone Orz now...

Fu Chuan: Ahem, senior Yu Ying'er, your vest is all gone.

Fu Chuan himself wanted to pretend, but Yu Ying'er said Junior and directly showed off his cards. Apparently, he learned Fu Chuan's true identity from Shen Shutang.

Who can be called Fu Chuan [underclassman] and have such a good relationship with Shen Shutang, except Yu Ying'er, the student union president who took the whole school by storm in G City last year?

Yu Ying'er: Haha~ Tangtang asked me to pretend, see if you can guess it, but it turned out that I just typed the message back and forgot about it. Junior, please don't let Tangtang know, otherwise she will definitely say I'm stupid~

Fu Chuan: Okay, Senior Yu, what do you want me to draw when you place an order?

Yu Ying'er: Draw this picture, the comic version.

Yu Yinger casually threw a group photo to Fu Chuan.

This is a group photo of Yu Ying'er as a freshman in the Student Union of Xingman Art College.

There are also a few teachers...

Fu Chuan: Sister Yu, is that teacher Hao Ze in the middle!!!

A great artist at the national master level of Xingman Art Academy, he created his own painting school and enjoys welfare subsidies from the State Council. He is able to make a breakthrough in the field of painting and be appreciated by the country. His artistic status in the country and even the world is unshakable! Even if he participates in foreign art exhibitions, he is a heavyweight guest!

Fu Chuan has studied many schools, but his favorite is realism. Occasionally interspersed with some whimsical ideas, it becomes a vibrant new art. Nowadays, domestic innovations such as the second dimension are greatly influenced by island countries. Art knows no borders. We must learn Seeing the strengths and weaknesses of others, Hao Ze, now over 60 years old, is still fighting on the front line, learning all kinds of new arts. Every work has a shining point and is sought after by countless people.

The reason why Xingman Art Academy has become a leader in art majors in China is because of the presence of these national master-level bosses. Teacher Hao Ze is Fu Chuan’s idol. He missed out on Xingman Art Academy in his previous life, so he could only listen to Teacher Hao Ze. I have benefited a lot from this open class.

Yu Ying'er: Yes, Professor Hao Ze is my second uncle~ I begged him for a long time to take a photo with us, hum~

hiss.

Fu Chuan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Unexpectedly, Professor Hao Ze, who is a national teacher, is also Yu Ying'er's second uncle. This network of connections is simply terrifying.

I heard from Tangtang that your goal for the college entrance examination is Xingman Art Academy. Come on, junior, Tangtang is so optimistic about you, I believe you can do it~

Thank you, Senior Sister Yu, for the compliment. Leave this order to me. Do you have any other requirements?

Well... I just paint everyone to be beautiful, happy, eye-catching, and unique. Isn't it too general? Embarrassing.

It's not general. Wait until I have the finished product.

After chatting with Yu Ying'er about some details of the idea, Fu Chuan first stared at the blank drawing board to conceive for a full twenty minutes, and then looked at the photos sent by Yu Ying'er a few times. He had an idea in his mind and started to draw.

Little did I know.

Yu Ying'er is now on Shen Shutang's bed.

Barefooted, her white calves swayed up and down on the Simmons bed, holding the tablet in her arms, and happily finishing the IELTS English questions.

Shen Shutang sat at the desk, typing the outline of his new novel with his fingertips on his laptop. The blue light emitted by the screen was reflected in Shen Shutang's glasses. His delicate nose and red lips were slightly pursed, and he suddenly felt that he had just typed I deleted all the outlines that came out, took off my glasses, put my beautiful legs on the artificial chair, raised my head and looked at the ceiling, closed my eyes, and laid them out.

Yu Ying'er put down the tablet, got off the bed and walked behind Shen Shutang. Her small hands were wrapped around the back of Shen Shutang's neck. What's wrong? Tangtang, I saw that you were absent-minded tonight. You wrote the outline all night and deleted it?

Shen Shutang rubbed his temples: I don't have enough inspiration. What I write is not what I want... By the way, has Junior Fu Chuan replied to you?

Hehe, Tangtang, you really understand. Are you thinking about your junior Fu Chuan, so you are upset and have no inspiration? Aren't you going on a date tomorrow?

Yu Ying'er said with a smirk.

It’s really like witnessing history with your own eyes.

Shen Shutang, who was regarded as a cold goddess because of social fear, actually fell in love with a junior student...

wakaka.

Junior fellow, is this so handsome that many people and gods are angry with each other?

Yu Yinger had to pay her respects in person.

Shen Shutang rubbed Yu Ying'er's chest hard: It's tutoring, Ying'er, don't talk nonsense.

Oh, Tangtang, you dare to sneak up on me and see if I don't fix you...

Just when Yu Ying'er wanted to grab Shen Shutang and give him a comfortable facial cleanser.

Ding dong——

Fu Chuan's message was sent.

Your precious junior has sent you a message. I'll let you go for now. I want to take a good look~

Yu Ying'er rushed to the bed, picked up the tablet, and looked at the drawing board sample sent by Fu Chuan. Her eyes lit up: Oh! It's so interesting! Tangtang, look at it!