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

Qin Fuyao adjusted himself to a more comfortable sitting position and said lazily, "Is it possible that I didn't pull an all-nighter because I was stressed, but simply wanted to..."

During the day I always feel like I'm working like a slave.

Only the night can make people feel restless.

Having said that, it takes longer at night, so it is strongly recommended to adjust it to 48 hours per night.

Lu Congheng condensed his thousands of words into one sentence: "Although, staying up all night is not good for your health."

He can stay up all night, but he doesn't recommend it to others.

Qin Fuyao was very open-minded. He crossed his legs, pulled the corners of his dry mouth, and said casually: "It doesn't matter. I just heard that staying up late is bad for your health. And even if I don't pull all-nighters, my health is not good either."

"Why sleep for so long while you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die."

"..."

Lu Congheng was speechless, and blurted out: "You have so many twisted ideas, I can't argue with you."

"What's the big deal? It's not shameful to be defeated by me. After all, few people can argue with me." Qin Fuyao paused, then said leisurely, "However, I must make it clear that these are not fallacies, but the philosophy of life that I have summarized."

As she spoke, her thoughts drifted away, and she couldn't help but sigh, "You'll understand when you reach my age."

Lu Congheng could see her serious expression through the rearview mirror.

Although she is just an underage girl, she exudes the aura of having experienced many things...

High school students can not only stay up late, but their temperament can also change, right?

Enlightenment.

These days, being an animal is better than being a high school student.

Whoever is in charge will understand.

Lu Congheng looked away and reminded him slowly, "If I remember correctly, you still have more than half a month to go before you turn 18."

"Yes!" Qin Fuyao suddenly became excited and nodded seriously, "You are not mistaken."

I just accidentally put myself in the age of the real world. Fortunately, she is usually crazy enough that no one will take her nonsense seriously.

Qin Fuyao couldn't help but feel curious. Where had the original owner of the crazy novel gone? What about her in the real world? Had she died of a sudden myocardial infarction?

My dear, you better pray that I don't go back.

Qin Fuyao was thinking about his enemy, his eyes began to turn green, and his fists gradually clenched, as if he wanted to blow the world up with one punch.

Not a moment later.

"Fuyao, how is your relationship with Li Jinyan?" Lu Congheng asked casually.

I'm quite curious.

On a whim last night, he logged into the high school forum and came across some news that had caused a sensation in Nanzhong.

The protagonists of these stories are Qin Fuyao and Li Jinyan.

For example: Qin Fuyao lavishly declared his love for Li Jinyan by placing roses downstairs in the teaching building. He also regularly cared for Li Jinyan and brought her breakfast for a month, creating random encounters every day. He also declared his sovereignty to all the girls in the class, refusing to allow anyone to like the same person as him, even going so far as to isolate the entire class...

It's quite crazy.

However, at the monthly exam award ceremony, Qin Fuyao's attitude did not seem like he was deeply in love with Li Jinyan and could not control himself.

Instead, there is an obvious "disgust".

Qin Fuyao thought of the original owner who died next to the trash can, and said sarcastically: "Not bad, a life-long friend."

If he hadn't posted on Instagram, the original owner wouldn't have died tragically.

Not only did he die, but he also died with a broken leg next to a trash can.

She seriously suspected that her enemy wrote this just to annoy her.

"..." Lu Congheng's heart instantly turned cold.

Out of concern, he quickly advised: "Fuyao, you must not fall in love in high school. It's a waste of time and will also delay your meals."

If he remembered correctly, high school students preferred eating to dating.

"Even dogs wouldn't even talk about love." Qin Fuyao has no interest in men.

There is no man in my heart, so I draw my sword to the God of Nature.

This bastard can have any love relationship he wants.

Lu Congheng gave a thumbs up and said affirmatively: "Well done."

No wonder Qin Fuguang keeps saying that he doesn’t want his sister to have a relationship.

Lu Congheng originally thought it was outrageous.

Now people are shouting "Wow, who would be willing to have their sister taken advantage of by a pig?"

The two chatted casually and soon arrived at the entrance of the supermarket.

After getting off the car.

Qin Fuyao was in a good mood thinking that she would have dinner soon. She lowered her head to read the entertainment news and hummed a song softly.

The consequence is——

It was created by someone, and it was created directly on the phone.

"Oh!"

It's the sound of the iPhone hitting the ground.

If nothing happens, something will happen.

Lu Congheng's hand, which was suspended in the air, silently retracted when he saw the phone fall to the ground, and he looked directly at the culprit in front of him.

Maybe enemies meet on a narrow road...

The person with a hurried look was Li Jinyan. He was also stunned. He looked at Qin Fuyao in front of him, then at the mobile phone that fell to the ground, and finally at Qin Ruanruan who was also stunned not far away.

Qin Ruanruan's expression was almost dazed, and she looked so lost that she even forgot how to run.

The only victim of the accident picked up the phone with a shattered screen, pressed it tentatively, and found that stripes appeared on the screen, indicating that the phone had frozen.

Qin Fuyao handed the phone to Lu Congheng who was standing beside him, and pressed his knuckles with both hands, making a crisp crackling sound.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes sharp as he said, "Speak!"

"How do you want to die?"

"Since we've already agreed not to meet," Li Jinyan took the initiative and asked with disgust, "Why do you always haunt me?"

The dazed look on his handsome face disappeared completely, and there was a hint of blame in it.

In such a tense situation, Qin Ruanruan wanted to run away, but she couldn't move her legs, as if she was fixed in place. She really wanted to know how Qin Fuyao would resolve this matter...

Watching the fun is ingrained in human genes.

A question mark slowly appeared on Qin Fuyao's forehead, "?"

Is this something a human can say?

Her upper lip touched her lower lip, and she started to scold him: "Did I give you face? What kind of dog are you? Why do you bark as soon as you open your mouth?"

"Please, it was you who was walking without looking at the road and dropped my phone on the ground." Qin Fuyao became more and more angry as he spoke.

"Come on, come on."

She took back the shattered phone and showed it to the person opposite her in full 365-degree view.

"Look at my phone, open your eyes and look carefully. Did I drop it on the ground? And listen to the bullshit you're talking about. I'll give you two seconds to reframe your words."

Originally, all he had to do was apologize politely and that would have been the end of it.

In the end, he was blamed for it. Can this be tolerated? Let's curse for a while first.

Lu Congheng: "..." This shouldn't be love, right?

If this is what you like.

Maybe he just likes to find someone to yell at when he's bored, to make life a little easier.

Li Jinyan has been strong-willed all his life, but he always fails in front of Qin Fuyao, and it's not just once or twice.

It’s been many times!

Even a clay man has a temper, let alone a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and has been accustomed to compliments since childhood.

Now he is being scolded in public, which is so insulting.

What a shame!

His face was black with anger, but he still maintained a condescending attitude, "Isn't it just a cell phone? You look so poor, it's really not worthy of being in a refined place."

Lu Congheng frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Brother, it's wrong to curse."

The uncultured kid brother is still the one with stable emotions like Fuyao.

"Who are you?" Li Jinyan's expression was extremely cold, and he said unhappily, "Who is your brother? Stop talking nonsense."

Lu Congheng looked at the boy who was five or six centimeters shorter than him.

He said calmly, "I'm Lu Congheng, your senior from the class of 17. Perhaps you should know me."

Everyone in Nanzhong should know the myth of the 17th class.

If you really don't know him, it means you are not good at studying and your gossiping skills are not good either.

Qin Fuyao: Handsome bro! I have no problem with this wave of pretense.

Li Jinyan hesitated for a second, ignored what he said, and asked confidently, "Is fifty thousand enough? Or one hundred thousand?"

It looks like almsgiving.

"What the fu..." Qin Fuyao hesitated to speak, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill two flies.

It’s hard to put it into words: “I, you, you, you are such a fucking idiot.”

After saying that, she gave a thumbs up speechlessly.

If it weren't for the increasing number of onlookers, she would have given the idiot two big sinuses and that would have been the end of it.

Lu Congheng tried hard to hold back his laughter, but his shaking shoulders betrayed him.

What a refreshing and unconventional collection of curse words.

It is indeed wrong to curse people, but cursing the right person can make up for your mistake.

Deduct 1 to let the Bodhisattva forgive Fuyao.

Qin Ruanruan had never seen anyone curse like that before, but at this moment, she felt that the curse was really good and there was nothing wrong with it.

There's even an urge to agree.

Li Jinyan: “??!”