What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

When Qin Fuyao heard someone calling his name, it was like hearing the sound of nature, and he looked towards the source of the voice.

Two handsome guys who were 1.85 meters tall walked towards her.

They have similar looks and hairstyles, and they all wear casual and loose clothes, like walking clothes racks.

Qin Fuyao vaguely remembered that this was how Crazy Wen described the original owner's cheap brother Qin Fuguang.

If I'm not mistaken, one of them is Bianyige, a senior in college. Since he hasn't been home for some time, he is the only family member who has not broken up with the original owner.

What about the other one? Who is the other one?

There is no such scene in the crazy novel!

soon.

The three of them stood facing each other.

Qin Fuyao has a bit of face blindness, and it hasn't gotten better since coming to the novel world. He thinks their faces are exactly the same.

After careful consideration, she decided to wait and see. She said nothing, lowered her head slightly, and looked unhappy.

I'm angry and let my cheap brother guess.

Qin Fuguang had just heard about the situation at home a few days ago and thought it was normal for his sister to find it hard to accept. After finishing his work, he immediately rushed back from school. As soon as he got off the plane, he dragged his buddies straight to Nanhuai Middle School.

Looking at his sister's weak, helpless and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help feeling distressed. He stretched out his right hand and rubbed her head casually.

The younger sister I have loved since childhood.

She is not a biological sister, but she is better than a biological sister. The companionship of more than ten years is real and cannot be measured by simple blood relationship.

Qin Fuguang spoke slowly and asked clearly, "Where's the driver? Why are you here alone?"

What a pitiful person.

"I don't know." Qin Fuyao's voice was muffled, his eyes were slightly sore, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Maybe it was the original owner's emotions that were at work?

After all, the original owner's brother liked her very much at first, but later, due to her various mischief, he gradually became unwilling to contact her, but he would still secretly transfer money to her account.

This is one of the few consolations in this crazy novel, but it's a pity that the original owner went crazy and cut up the card. He felt that he didn't deserve love and resented everyone until his death.

The original owner was arrogant and suspicious, and her parents neglected to care for and guide her. Driven by jealousy, she gradually walked towards a dead end.

Hateful people must be pitiful.

"Okay, if you don't know, then don't tell me." Qin Fuguang said in a doting tone, and took the opportunity to rub her head, then reached out and hugged the buddy beside him, "This is my friend, Lu Congheng."

Upon hearing this, Qin Fuyao looked at the person in front of him calmly.

This person has fair skin, brown hair, distinct facial features, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a clear jawline.

Doesn't he look exactly like Bian Yi Ge? They both have noses and eyes. If she had to tell the difference, Lu Congheng gave her the impression of being a bit scheming, while Bian Yi Ge was very sincere.

Oh yes! Lu Congheng has a teardrop mole on his lower eyelid.

This is also a clear sign.

This character has never appeared in the crazy novel, or maybe he just mentioned it in passing. Anyway, he is just an NPC and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Qin Fuyao thought deeply and said softly, "Brother Congheng, hello."

"Hello, I've heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you." Lu Congheng raised his head and gestured, then smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Qin Fuyao subconsciously wanted to shake hands again.

next second.

Qin Fuguang raised his hand and slapped his good friend's bony hand, and gave him a warning look, as if to say, "Don't hook up with my sister."

Lu Congheng was neither annoyed nor angry, he just shrugged casually and smiled gently.

"Your brother talks about you every day at school. Eight out of ten of his sentences are about you."

Uh... I don't believe it.

"Shut up." Qin Fuguang nudged his friend with his elbow, then gently put his arm around his sister's shoulder and said generously, "Come on, I'll take you home."

Qin Fuyao was not used to someone being so close to her, and always felt a little strange. Now it was difficult for her to struggle, so she tried hard to endure the discomfort.

Go home first and talk about the future later.

Qin Fuguang turned his head and looked at his buddy beside him, "Congheng, why don't you just stay at my house? It will save you from running back and forth. We can go back to school together later."

He thought Lu Congheng would definitely refuse.

result--

Lu Congheng remained calm and said, "Okay, thank you, Qingtang, you are truly worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Temple."

Originally he didn't want to live there.

Now that I think about it, it’s not impossible.

He put one hand in his pocket and walked lazily, his eyes occasionally falling on Qin Fuyao's forbearing and uncomfortable expression.

It seems a bit fun.

“???!” Qin Fuguang was confused, but also felt that there was nothing wrong.

The three of them took a taxi back and chatted casually.

We will soon reach our destination.

Qin Fuyao slowly got out of the car from the back seat, raised his eyes calmly, looked at the magnificent villa in front of him, and couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

This villa is restored in proportion to her home, even the pastoral dog in the yard is exactly the same, also named Wangfu.

It feels like traveling through a book and returning to your own home...

What a lunatic! Dimi is really hungry.

This Wangfu was picked up by the original owner on the street. He is about one year old this year. He is a white puppy with beautifully trimmed hair and two round eyes.

It was playing with a ball. When it saw Qin Fuyao, a smile appeared on the corner of its mouth and its tail began to wag unconsciously.

If he wasn't tied with a chain, he would definitely run towards her without hesitation.

Qin Fuyao's eyes were a little moist. She walked over quickly, reached out and rubbed Wangfu. When she saw its sparkling pupils, tears instantly burst out.

In the real world, she raised Wangfu, a dog she had kept for nearly two years, but his parents forced him to leave the house on the grounds that he was spoiling his dog. Later, he fell ill and passed away.

They clearly promised to raise him...but she didn't even get to see Wangfu for the last time.

Just as Lu Congheng was about to say that the scene was very heartwarming, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of crystal clear tears sliding down.

He moved his position inconspicuously to block Qin Fuguang's sight.

Qin Fuyao casually wiped away her tears with her hands and gently patted Wangfu's head. The moment she turned around, she happened to see her cheap mother and Qin Ruanruan coming out of the garage.

The mother and daughter were talking and laughing.

Qin Fuyao was struck by lightning and was completely stunned. Who could explain to her why her mother was the same as in the real world?

Enough, really enough! You're crazy!

The mother who is serious in real life has a face full of smiles in the crazy novel.

Could this world get any crazier?

"Brother, I'll go in first." Qin Fuyao didn't have the courage to greet him. He left a few words and fled the scene.

It still takes time to digest.

"Fuyao——"

As soon as Qin Fuyao stepped into the door, she heard her mother's voice, which was exactly the same as her biological mother's voice.

“…”It’s difficult to get off the tiger’s back.

She thought for two seconds, retracted her foot, sighed unconsciously, and turned around without emotion, her face expressionless, like a walking corpse.

Anyway, she is not your biological mother, and the original owner is currently arguing with her, so any action is reasonable, right?

Qin Fuyao thought to himself, with a unhappy expression on his face.

I can finally show my displeasure to my mother.

One word: cool!