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

Qin's mother, Geng Jingzhi, is the editor-in-chief of a TV station.

She is in her early forties this year, and her well-maintained face shows few signs of aging. She is wearing a classic cheongsam, with a plump figure, and her every move reveals elegance and grace.

She looks like a beautiful woman in the world.

Geng Jingzhi noticed someone else was there, so she looked at her son and said in a scolding tone, "Fuguang, why didn't you tell us you were coming home?"

"He just arrived today." Qin Fuguang introduced briefly: "This is my friend Lu Congheng. He may stay at home for two days."

Lu Congheng greeted politely, "Hello, Auntie."

He had heard a little about the Qin family's affairs and couldn't help but glance at the person standing at the door.

If anyone suddenly discovered that their life story was fake, wouldn’t they feel a huge loss of heart?

The person involved seemed quite calm.

Geng Jingzhi smiled gently and said, "I often hear Fu Guang talk about you. You are indeed a handsome man."

Qin Fuguang: “?!!”

Wasn't it just a casual remark? How did it become a regular thing? How could adults' frequent mentions be so occasional?

He didn't say anything to expose her, but his eyes seemed to fall unintentionally on his younger sister who had just returned.

The brother and sister met for the first time, their eyes met in mid-air.

Eyes facing each other.

Qin Ruanruan looked timid, pursed her lips nervously, and was the first to look away.

"Mom, let's go in and talk." Qin Fuguang felt nothing in his heart. He walked quickly to the door and whispered, "Fuyao, don't worry."

Lu Congheng also came over, "Well, don't worry."

"..." Are you guys sick? Worrying about nothing.

Qin Fuyao reached out and lifted her messy hair from the wind, speechless. She turned around and walked into the villa's gate, changing into a pair of slippers at the entrance.

So what? What purpose did calling her back serve?

What a fuss!

It has been two months since Qin Ruanruan was found and returned to the Qin family. She is full of anticipation every day, hoping to see her biological brother as soon as possible.

But, her brother doesn't seem to like her.

She pursed her lips sadly and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't you want to see me?"

Why? She is obviously her brother's biological sister.

If she hadn't been taken away by mistake, would she have been a little princess who was pampered and brought up? Qin Fuyao had taken away the life that should have belonged to her, yet he still harbored malicious intent.

"How could that be?" Geng Jingzhi reached out and caressed her head lovingly, tucking her bangs behind her ears. She whispered softly, "Brother just hasn't gotten used to it for a while."

"Ruan Ruan, don't think too much. You're such a good boy. Once you develop your relationship, brother will definitely like you."

"Let's go! Go home and have dinner."

Qin Ruanruan bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Geng Jingzhi suddenly felt distressed.

One is the adopted daughter who has been raised for more than ten years, and the other is the biological daughter who has suffered outside for more than ten years. Both the palms and backs of the hands are flesh.

She hopes the two children can live in harmony.

Unfortunately it is difficult.

Qin Fuyao was raised in the palm of her hand and had a strong sense of territory. She was very hostile to Qin Ruanruan who suddenly appeared.

If they really can't get along well, Qin's mother will have to choose between her two daughters.

However, someone soon made a decision.

Qin Fuyao returned to the familiar room as if he was familiar with the place. Looking at the room layout that was exactly the same as in the real world, he was speechless on the spot.

Demi, thank you.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at the girl in the mirror. She was tall and had outstanding looks...a familiar face.

Not surprising, just accept it.

Qin Fuyao first took out a 24-inch suitcase and opened it, then walked into the cloakroom, packed some casual clothes, a haute couture dress, and valuable jewelry, and stuffed them all into the suitcase.

The suitcase was full, so I had to force it in by sitting on it.

Come in, everyone!

After struggling with numerous items for three hundred rounds, he finally closed the suitcase with great difficulty, pushed it out of the room, and directly carried the suitcase weighing nearly thirty pounds, limping down the spiral staircase on the second floor.

This house is not livable at all.

Qin Fuyao doesn't want to live under the same roof with the heroine.

Because she knows very well what kind of person she is. When she is in a bad mood, she speaks harshly and slaps people when she is angry.

Besides, instead of being kicked out, it is better to be decent and step down voluntarily to make way for someone else.

Anyway, if the vicious female supporting character gets close to the heroine, she will become unhappy.

Qin Fuyao didn't want to get entangled with the crazy man and woman.

Exiting is the only answer.

Just came downstairs.

Geng Jingzhi was working online in the living room. She immediately noticed her actions and frowned.

He asked aloud, "Fuyao, what are you going to do?"

"As you can see, moving." Qin Fuyao's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

I never thought of hiding it, I admitted it openly.

"What house are you moving?" Qin Fuguang heard some noise in the living room and hurried out of the study.

His eyes were particularly bright. "Mom, where should we move to? We've lived here for more than ten years, and it's really getting boring. It wouldn't be bad to move to a new place."

Qin Fuyao: “…”

Lu Congheng also walked out.

"Brother, we're not the ones moving, I'm the one who wants to move." Qin Fuyao looked relaxed, and then apologized, "I was being immature during this time and had to stay and bother you. Now that our backgrounds are clear, we should each return to our respective places."

Go play around with yourselves, or whatever.

Qin Fuguang was the first to object.

He stopped laughing instantly and said unhappily, "You can't move! Did someone say something to you?"

"Brother is still alive, why are you moving for no reason? Even if you need to move, it's not you who should do it."

"Mom, say something! Mom!"

"Qin Fuguang, don't force me to slap you at a time like this." Geng Jingzhi's usually gentle face turned gloomy at this moment, and she scolded him harshly: "Fuyao, stop messing around."

Qin Fuguang frowned and stood in front of Qin Fuyao, like a hen protecting her chicks.

"Mom, please speak carefully and don't be too loud."

"Fuyao must have his own reasons for doing this."

Qin Fuyao: Brother, I am really crying my heart out.

She looked calm, released her hand that was holding the suitcase handle, pushed away the person blocking her way, and looked straight at Geng Jingzhi in front of her.

He said calmly, "I'm not messing around."

"I've thought about it carefully. I didn't handle this matter properly. If I insist on staying in the Qin family, it will not only make Ruan Ruan feel wronged, but also make myself unhappy."

We cannot make mistakes that should not have been made again and again.

The main reason is that she has no attachment to this home which is exactly the same as the one in the real world.

"I sincerely thank you for your tolerance and care over the past ten years. I will always remember your kindness in raising me."

Qin Fuyao finished speaking solemnly, then tilted his head and looked at his cheap brother who was about to speak out a rebuttal.

"Brother, no matter where I live, you are my brother."

He uses one set of words to coax people after another.

Some people just fall for it.

Qin Fuguang's handsome face was stiff. He knew she had made up her mind, but he was reluctant to say anything harsh. He asked, "If it's not your brother, who else could it be?"

Lu Congheng: Maybe I shouldn’t be here?

"It's up to you." Geng Jingzhi said these two words with a dark face, turned and walked towards the sofa.