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

"I'm sorry, brother! I was wrong."

Shen Yanzhou admitted his mistake quickly and apologized in seconds.

Shen Ci: "..."

What's with all this noise? If he really debuts, how many episodes can he survive in the entertainment industry? He is really worried about his silly brother's future.

It seems that starting a business can only succeed, not fail.

Only when there is pressure can there be motivation.

Shen Ci typed quickly on the keyboard. His hands with distinct joints looked very beautiful. While typing the code, he inadvertently glanced at his phone whose screen was lit up.

A tree: "Shen Ci, I want to get the marriage certificate."

Shen Ci's heartbeat was irregular and he picked up the phone on the table with trembling hands.

Open it and wait until your heartbeat stabilizes.

Two words: "With whom?"

A tree: "Anyone is fine."

"If you come, with you."

"I mean, you come and get the marriage certificate with me, okay?"

Shen Ci lowered his eyes, making it difficult for people to see his expression, and quickly typed out two words, "Okay."

A tree: "Don't ask why?"

Shen Ci: "Wait until you are willing to tell me."

A: "Okay, let's get the certificate at the xx Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock. Is that okay?"

Shen Ci tremblingly typed out two words: "Okay."

He felt like his brain was lacking oxygen.

Soon.

The other party sent a message, "If possible, try not to tell your parents."

Shen Ci agreed without asking the reason.

In the next room.

Qin Fuyao was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a fruit plate in her hands. There was a tablet on the white low table in front of her, and a drama was playing on the screen.

I love to eat fruits, watch dramas, and keep the air conditioner at 24 degrees Celsius.

Wangfu was lying where she could see him with her naked eyes.

Leisurely, leisurely, as comfortable as you want.

This kind of fairy-like life can last for a hundred years.

She put down the fruit plate, picked up her phone, opened it, and found a new message in the green bubble.

It's "Xu Xu".

Huh? Eh? Why did he suddenly think of contacting me?

Qin Fuyao thought about it and casually opened the chat box.

Xu Xu: "Are you free today?"

"If you're busy, we can make an appointment next time."

"May I?"

"It's okay if you can't."

"When you are free, tell me."

"I'm available any time."

These messages were sent at different time periods, with each message sent every ten minutes or so. Judging from the content, they contained a rather cautious attitude.

"Oh my god!" Qin Fuyao slapped his head after reading the message, and finally realized what he had forgotten.

It's 4:30 in the afternoon now, and I have evening self-study at 7:00.

It seems that it will have to be postponed to next week.

She clicked on the input box and said, "Sorry, I was a little busy just now, so I just saw the message."

"Maybe not today, how about next Sunday?"

After sending the message, the phone page once displayed "The other party is typing..."

What's up? Do you have so much to say?

For a while.

Xu Xu: "Okay, see you next week."

It took him three full minutes to type out these four words.

Qin Fuyao saw the reply and threw a dragon picture over steadily.

"I have read the jpg."

Exit the green bubble and continue to happily watch the drama.

She picked up a piece of apple with a fork and put it to her mouth. Before she started chewing, she heard her cell phone ring.

It was labeled: "Unknown caller."

Is it possible for people to live in peace every day?

Qin Fuyao had learned from Ruan Ruan's experience and did not dare to be careless, so he answered the strange call.

He was the first to speak: "Hello? Hello."

"Is this Fuyao?" A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Fuyao was surprised and responded, "It's me, who is it?"

"I'm Jinghong's father."

"It's my uncle! Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

The voice on the other side said gently: "Jinghong hasn't been home for several days. Do you know where he is?"

"So that's how it is!" Qin Fuyao avoided the question and asked, "Uncle, can't you contact him?"

As she spoke, she clicked on the green bubble again.

Find the chat box of "Situ dog" in the contacts.

I quickly typed, "Where are you? Your dad found me here."

Situ Jinghong suddenly resurrected, "!!!"

"Ignore him! Ignore him!"

The person on the other end of the line was saying, "Yeah, so I was wondering if you knew where he was?"

My son has not been seen for so many days, and I just realized...

That shouldn't be the case! Even if Uncle Si is busy with work, he can't completely forget about his son, right? If he can find her contact information, how can he not find the idiot himself?

Qin Fuyao pondered over it, but the more he thought about it, the more strange it seemed. Then he saw a message pop up on his phone.

He responded verbally: "I'm not sure, uncle. Why don't I ask him and tell you if I can find out."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Fuyao."

"No trouble, I'll hang up first. Goodbye, uncle."

"See you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Fuyao hung up the phone.

He then immediately made a voice call to Situ Jinghong.

The other party answered the phone and a nervous voice came from the microphone.

"Qin Fuyao, you didn't betray me, did you? You wouldn't betray me, did you? You really didn't betray me, did you?"

Qin Fuyao moved the low table away from the bed and said, "What do you mean by betrayal? Don't be so ridiculous. First, tell me what's going on."

"Is your dad so busy? He just found out you were living out there."

"Forget it." Situ Jinghong sighed deeply, "Our family affairs are a bit complicated, I don't know how to explain it."

Qin Fuyao didn't comment, but just said calmly: "It's okay if you don't tell me. Wait for your father to call me another day, and I'll tell him the truth. After all, I don't like to say things that deceive elders."

“…” The other party’s silence was deafening.

"Please don't say that, aren't we best friends?"

"Don't be ridiculous."

Situ Jinghong seemed to be deflated. "If you want to listen, I'll tell you after school tonight. I can't explain it clearly in a few words now."

"Situ Jinghong, this is not the point."

"So, what's the point?"

"The point is that you ran away from home and didn't let your dad know where you were living. If you had left quietly, I would have left too."

"It will be real then, you know?"

"I don't know much about it. Well, let's talk about it when we meet."

Qin Fuyao didn't dwell on the question anymore and asked casually, "Where are you now?"

Situ Jinghong: "I'm at Li Yi's house."

"Why are you at her house?" Qin Fuyao sat on the edge of the bed, his tone unconsciously filled with gossip, "You two have been together all day?"

"I'm taking tutoring classes."

"Oh my! This is unbelievable! Is she tutoring you, or are you tutoring her?"

Situ Jinghong didn't notice the teasing and said sincerely, "Let her tutor me in math. I'll kill you."

"Okay, I won't disturb you from studying."

After a few more pleasantries, the call ended.

Qin Fuyao walked out of the room in slippers. As soon as he reached the living room, he saw someone rummaging through drawers looking for something.

He is a big brother who has a strong sense of stealing.