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

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked away in the rain.

The rain gradually stopped.

As the two of them walked to the gate of the community, a gorgeous rainbow appeared right on the horizon, making everything around them become a backdrop.

Qin Fuyao was the first to see the rare rainbow, and he almost turned into a flying monkey. Like a Maluo seeing a banana, he excitedly reached out to grab the wrist of the person next to him.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Look! It's a rainbow!"

"Hmm?" Lu Congheng felt the warmth coming from his wrist and looked down helplessly.

My heart skipped a beat unconsciously and I looked in the direction she pointed.

It really is a rainbow.

Lu Congheng glanced at the girl who was immersed in it. The world was so quiet that it seemed as if only they existed, and he could even hear his own strong heartbeat.

How can I describe the feeling at this moment?

Perhaps we can borrow a phrase - "When the Tyndall effect appears, light has a shape."

It seems that he is really in trouble.

What the hell? Brother! This is a high school girl, my best friend's sister!

How did you get stuck? You thought you were a potted plant! Stop, stop your evil thoughts immediately.

Purebred Great God Gold.

During Xu Yi's time, Lu Congheng cursed himself in his heart.

The restless mood calmed down.

The ungerminated seeds were crushed by him.

"Okay, just send it here." Qin Fuyao retracted his gaze from the sky and said with a smile: "Brother Congheng, thank you for today. See you tomorrow."

Lu Congheng suddenly came to his senses and said clearly, "Okay, go back and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Qin Fuyao released his hand, "Be careful when you go back. Bye!"

There was a bright smile on the girl's delicate face. She waved her hand gracefully and turned to walk into the old-fashioned community.

Lu Congheng watched her disappear from his sight, and couldn't help but touch his wrist which was still warm, and felt it was a little hot.

The body temperature is high.

Will I really not catch a cold tomorrow?

Someone appeared and interrupted his thoughts.

"Mr. Lu," the driver, Uncle Liu, approached and reminded him, "Mr. Lu just called and is waiting for you."

"Want to meet him?"

Mr. Lu just finished talking about work and wanted to come here for a stroll, so he had to follow him for a long time.

Mr. Lu is pressing us hard.

And Mr. Lu is flirting with the little girl.

No matter what, a world where only workers get hurt will be achieved.

When Lu Congheng heard "Mr. Lu", his deep eyes darkened and he casually handed the umbrella in his hand to Uncle Liu.

He said coldly: "No, go directly to the group."

"Okay." Uncle Liu remained calm, sticking to the qualities of a worker, and didn't ask any more questions.

Over the years, the Lu family father and son have always been on edge before they even meet, which always makes others sweat.

But you'll get used to it.

Qin Fuyao was originally happily skipping towards the community.

But when I walked in, I found that the elevator was out of service again, and I was completely petrified.

A high school girl, all wet, shattered gently.

Things never happen three times, so if it happens, just let it go.

If you can pass, pass; if you can’t, try your best to pass.

Qin Fuyao stood there for five minutes to reflect on his mistake, then resolutely walked up the stairs, took out his cell phone, and passionately posted a text-only message to his circle of friends.

[Dear elevator, is there something bothering you? Why is it always under maintenance? Do you dislike me giving you a ride? Hmm? Speak!]

Situ Jinghong immediately arrived at the comment section of the circle of friends and started to laugh at his friends, "Hahahahahahaha how come your posts on the circle of friends are so funny."

Li Yi, who had just added me not long ago, sent a message weakly, "Are you okay?"

Qin Fuguang then left a message, "Don't live there anymore. Go live in the apartment I bought for you near the school."

Eldest brother: "The elevator at home?"

Second brother: “…”

Third Brother: "How is that possible? It was just repaired a while ago. Did you go to the wrong neighborhood?"

Friend 1: "Miss, your account has been hacked?"

Friend 2: "I've never seen such a young lady from the Tianjin entertainment industry be so... so casual."

Friend 3: "Is that normal, sis? How did you end up having to take an elevator that's always under maintenance? I've always told you to be more low-key! Do you want me to sponsor you?"

Friend 4: "Long time no see. I heard you have a half-sister. Is that true?"

Several friends started chatting animatedly in the comment section.

Qin Fuyao was climbing the stairs. After posting on his Moments, he logged out to watch a movie commentary video. When he got home and lay down on his new sofa, he opened the green bubble again and saw a Moments with more than 50 messages.

So, she read all the comments and found that the public opinion was gradually developing in an uncontrollable direction. Some people said sarcastic words in the comment section, and there were even people who took advantage of the situation.

The key point is that the original owner didn't give any notes to these people at all.

The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds.

Qin Fuyao was calm in his heart. He did not reply to each message one by one, but just posted another message on his Moments.

Hey sisters! Why is the comment section on my last Moments post such a mess? I'll drink it while it's hot.

Everyone in the circle of friends: “??!”

Just as Qin Fuyao was about to exit the green bubble, he saw a message box pop up.

The remark is "scheming green tea but sweet looking".

Qin Fuyao clicked on it and saw through the brief friend request record that this "sweet green tea" was Qin Ruanruan.

The two of them added each other as friends two months ago, but never exchanged a single message.

But, this note... May I ask, is the original owner's mental state really normal?

Scheming Green Tea but sweet-looking: "Fuyao, the elevator is probably not under maintenance, it's just that someone downstairs likes to put that sign there. If it were under maintenance, they would post a notice at the elevator door or send a group notification to the owners."

Qin Fuyao looked at the message and felt that his mental illness was about to break out.

Who the hell has so much time to put up useless warning signs?

She put her phone on the sofa, looked at the ceiling sadly, first sighed, then sighed, and finally sighed again.

It’s not that some stairs cannot be climbed, but only after climbing them do you realize you don’t need to climb them.

It's like there is a shortcut, but you still take a detour and then realize there is a shortcut.

Qin Fuyao decided to hate the world for five seconds and picked up the phone again.

The scheming but sweet-looking girl sent another message, "I just want to tell you, I have no ill intentions."

What a humble little girl.

Is this really the heroine? How can a white flower be so stupid?

Qin Fuyao's thumbs flew across the keyboard, typing and deleting, before finally sending a message: "I know, thank you for telling me."

After sending the message, she simply changed the note to her real name.

Qin Ruanruan: "I'm sorry..."

Qin Fuyao slowly asked a question, "?"