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

Wow! Such a loud voice.

Qin Ruanruan was startled and her chopsticks fell to the ground because she didn't hold them firmly. She first gave him an embarrassed look, then slowly bent down to pick up the chopsticks.

I wanted to bury my head under the table.

Harm pia.

Geng Jingzhi glanced at her frightened daughter and frowned slightly.

Unhappy asked: "Why are you yelling? You scared Ruan Ruan."

What kind of gunpowder is this? It explodes without ignition.

"No." Qin Ruanruan picked up the chopsticks and shook her head quickly, "I wasn't scared."

There is no need to cue her at this time, just let her be a quiet background board.

Qin Yue realized that his temper was indeed a bit irritable, and quickly put on a kind smile, "Don't be afraid, Ruan Ruan, it's not directed at you."

When she met Haodaer's eyes, she made her smile disappear in a second.

Qin Fuguang: I shouldn’t be here, I should be in the room.

I don’t know where the old father’s anger comes from.

Could it be early menopause?

He was confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go wash your own dishes." Qin Yue calmed down his anger and regained his smart and capable image.

He finally understood why his daughter-in-law didn't want a son, such an arrogant and rebellious son.

Who wants this? He doesn’t want this kind of blessing either.

“???!” Did your family have this process before?

Qin Fuguang didn't quite understand, but expressed respect.

"Okay." He stuffed his phone into his pocket and picked up the dishes. "Is there anything else I can do now? I need to go back to my room to pack my things. I have to catch a flight to school later."

It’s really hard to take care of a father in menopause.

If you are not careful, you won’t know where you did wrong.

Geng Jingzhi put down her bowl and chopsticks and asked gently, "Are you in such a hurry? Can't you stay home a few more days?"

"Stay at home for a few days so you can keep Ruan Ruan company."

Although her son is a rebellious son, she still hopes that the two children can spend more time together at home.

After all, when the couple was busy with work, they often had no time to take care of Qin Ruanruan, and even forgot their daughter's birthday, and had to ask their assistant to buy the gift.

Fortunately, Ruan Ruan was a considerate child and did not blame them.

As for Fuyao...it's better not to think about it.

"I'm not free these days." Qin Fuguang turned off his phone, worried that the little girl would overthink things, and added, "We have a lot of things to do at school, so I'll check it out another day."

He is not interested in or keen on shopping.

Qin Ruanruan was indeed overthinking it, and said weakly, "We have a heavy workload in our senior year, and I prefer to be alone."

Now she doesn't need much companionship, and she doesn't feel the need to deliberately cultivate a brother-sister relationship.

Just let nature take its course.

"Hmm..." Qin Fuguang forced his brain to reboot and encouraged him nonchalantly, "Study hard and make progress every day."

It's rare for the two of them to have the same ideas.

The whole is very good.

Geng Jingzhi: This makes me look tactless! Where is the little girl who was sad that her brother didn't like her?

Silent, quite silent.

Since the children have such ideas, we should respect them.

Seeing his wife being humiliated, Qin Yue felt completely relieved when he thought that he was not the only one who was upset.

Good days are created by contrast.

Qin Fuguang was about to pick up his bowl and chopsticks to leave when he said, "Mom, Dad, Ruan Ruan, take your time eating."

“…” Qin Ruanruan also wanted to leave.

"Put down your dishes and go about your own business." Qin Yue was in a good mood.

It's not just women who are fickle, men are also fickle.

A man's heart is like a needle in the sea.

"..." Upon hearing this, Qin Fuguang put down his bowl and chopsticks again, turned around and walked into the living room without saying anything else.

I looked down at my phone and clicked on the green bubble.

Several messages sent by Lu Congheng were clearly visible.

"Are you stimulated by something again?"

"The taste of home? What?"

After a few minutes.

"I see. Are you talking about Fuyao's circle of friends?"

"I'm also curious about what home tastes like..."

Qin Fuguang: "Bow!"

"A delayed reply is worth less than grass."

the other side.

An age-old residential complex with 701 households.

The bustle of dinner faded, and the kitchen and living room were empty.

The whole family stayed in their own little space.

In the master bedroom.

Qin Nianyu and Shen Qi lay neatly on the 1.8-meter-long bed.

The sunlight filtered through the loose curtains, filling the room with warmth.

Both of them felt the warmth of the corpse.

Qin Nianyu was flipping through a fashion magazine with a sketchbook on her lap. On the page was a picture of a high-end, classy, yet simple and gentle light-colored dress, with densely written design concepts.

Shen Qi, who was standing beside him, was texting on his cell phone, and occasionally glanced at his wife's movements.

He seemed to have thought of something and said with great interest: "Ayu, now that the debt is paid off, why don't you quit your job and I won't drive anymore, and we can open an original clothing store?"

As he spoke, Shen Qi reached out to take the drawing book, first turning to the first page, and then flipping through the pages one by one. Every piece of clothing drawn on it was unique and beautiful, with all kinds of styles.

He couldn't help but praise her, "The clothes you designed are so beautiful. If they could be mass-produced, they would definitely be popular all over the city."

My daughter-in-law is really capable. She can handle both housework and cooking.

As expected, it’s Qin Nianyu!

"Forget it." Qin Nianyu disagreed with his idea. "Starting a business is risky, so you need to be cautious when investing."

Her failed entrepreneurial experience is still vivid in her mind, and she does not yet have the courage to start over and challenge fate.

Especially since they are no longer young, they really can't stand the hassle.

Shen Qi tried to persuade her: "Ayu, your talent shouldn't be buried like this."

"What kind of talent is that? It's just a way to pass the time."

Qin Nianyu took back the drawing book and said calmly, "Give it to me, Qizi. The most urgent thing right now is to return the money to Yaoyao as soon as possible. Let Aci or other young people start the business!"

"We are already old, so don't think about starting a business anymore."

Starting a business? Unless something unexpected happens, I will never do that in my lifetime.

The business you create when you are young is karma.

The couple was forced into the gutter.

"I'll listen to you." Shen Qi didn't refute, but he had the idea of saving money to open a clothing store for his wife.

It was a sunny day outside as usual.

Second bedroom.

Shen Yanzhou lay sprawled on the bed, his hands passionately controlling the hero in the development lane. Under the siege of three heroes, he successfully gave away the first blood.

He resisted the urge to curse and long-pressed the voice-to-text button, "Assist, stop wandering around in the middle lane and come help me."

Then we start:

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm dead, dead."

"Hey, not dead."

"Holy crap! Who ate the blood bag in my tower?!"

He was so engrossed in his work that he completely forgot about the existence of his elder brother.

Shen Ci sat at his computer desk, working on some obscure codes, his head buzzing with the noise.

Youyou asked, "Shen Yanzhou, can't you type? Or can't you play games without talking?"