Golden wedding plan [the past wears the present]

Qin Fuqin smiled, but he sneered from the bottom of his heart. Of course, he kept a consistent sneer on his face.

Ever since he was a child, his relationship with Qin Fushu has never been close. If his father hadn't exchanged a branch company, would he have agreed to take care of this younger brother who would only cause trouble?Stop dreaming, he doesn't even want to see him.

Qin Fuqin and Qin Fushu have the same father but different mothers. His mother died of illness when he was nine years old. In the second year, his father married a second wife, Qin Fushu's mother. Bring him a brother ten years his junior.

Qin's father, that is, Qin Yingrong's wife is quite distinctive, and the ones he marries are all weak and sick, so it's just a matter of identifying whether they are the same style as Taobao. His strange preferences make people intoxicated.Although the second wife he married was also weak and sick, but obviously the second wife lived longer and died in Qin Fushu's year, that is, two years ago.

What his father said was not an imperial decree, but Qin Fuqin valued his own career more, and he had carefully considered taking over Qin Fushu's big trouble. Most of Qin Fushu's character had something to do with his mother. The book is a model of nurturing by a loving mother.Ever since Qin Fushu was born, he had regarded him as a treasure. Whenever something happened, he would take care of him, and if he wanted money, he would spend it. He never suffered any grievances.As time goes by, Qin Fushu has been cultivated to only eat, drink and have fun, looking for trouble with his dubious friends everywhere, and asking him to study is bullshit.

After Qin Fushu's biological mother passed away, his father helped him for two years. Some time ago, there was a fight between a starlet and people in a bar. His head was almost not taken off. It's just being played by others, it's so stupid, if you have the ability to play big, you have the ability to carry it around yourself, what's the use of keeping this kind of disaster.

Qin's father is very busy, how can he have time to continue to take care of his completely useless son, freeze his credit card, cut off his money, and see if he can still go out and become a demon!

No money, no friends to visit when sick, and being a human being is drunk for this sake.On the other hand, Qin Fuqin had to say a good word for his father's actions, and let him know that without the Qin family, he had nothing and was nothing.

As a half-brother, Qin Fuqin still wants to beat his younger brother at the right time: "You don't have the right to choose. If you don't want to, then don't mind me taking you away in other ways."

When Qin Fushu was the eldest son, he was the eldest brother, that is, the eldest son of Uncle Chengyang. The brothers and sisters in the family were all respectful to him, and it was too late to flatter him. How could anyone not be afraid to fight against him, and even disrespect him. He had never learned the phrase "people have to bow their heads under the eaves", so he turned away his neck and continued to watch his TV series.

He didn't want to continue to pay attention to Qin Fuqin, and the domineering side of the son also appeared. Unfortunately, Qin Fushu forgot that he is not the son that everyone fawns on now, and Qin Fuqin is not the bastard who follows behind him every day.

Before Qin Fuqin came, he thought about the problems he would encounter today. He came here to solve the problems, not to create them. Walk.

That arrogant temper should also be put back, let Qin Fuqin accept it, sorry, Qin Fushu's temper has not reached the level he can accept, and he is not the Holy Mother.Pressed two buttons on the phone, and a minute later, three strong men appeared in front of Qin Fuqin, Qin Fushu began to panic, what does his titular brother want to do!

Qin Fuqin read the question from his eyes, but he didn't want to help him answer it, but said to two of the strong men, "Take it to the car. Ah Wu, go upstairs and help the third young master pack up."

The strong man named Ah Wu turned around and went upstairs. Qin Fushu, who was about to speak, was immediately covered with his mouth. Qin Fuqin was not stupid enough to make him yell. Since Qin Fushu didn't want to go with him, then he just I can use this method.

Lifting his jaw, Qin Fuqin took graceful steps and left the villa where Qin Fushu lived for more than half a month.

His hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was gagged, and Qin Fushu, who was forcibly pulled into the car, had blazing eyes. This was simply brothers turning against each other. Where did this cheap big brother take him?You died once, and you're about to die again?

No, he doesn't want it, he still wants to marry a wife and have children, and he still wants to pursue an official career!

"Uh, uh, uh..."

Let go of me, bastard!How dare you kidnap my son!

When this son gains power, he will be the first to deal with you!

After waiting for 5 minutes, the strong man Ah Wu took out a suitcase, and after putting the trunk away, he nodded to the driver outside the window.

Sitting next to Qin Fushu who was thrown into the car was Qin Fuqin, and the latter ignored Qin Fushu's eager eyes and ordered to the strong man sitting in the driver's seat, "Drive."

Qin Fushu, who was full of anger, was still writhing in the back seat. He fell over as soon as the car drove out. If the seat was not so soft, his head would have to be smashed again.

Qin Fuqin didn't know when he started flipping through the notebook with the materials in his hand. Although he didn't read Qin Fu's book, he still said: "I advise you to sit down quietly."

As for Qin Fushu's mouth, he had long wanted to shut it up. What annoyed him most in the past was the obscenities and obscenities he heard from his mouth.

Violence is the best way to deal with this kind of idiot. The guy who smashed the wine bottle on his head is really powerful. Tsk tsk. .

It's no wonder that Qin Fuqin didn't have any sympathy for Qin Fushu. Before a certain son appeared, Qin Fushu had never been humble to Qin Fuqin, let alone being respectful to Qin Fuqin.If it weren't for Qin Fushu being ten years older than him, knowing his self-respect and ignoring his provocation and sarcasm, the two might have fought a long time ago, and he would definitely be the one to win.

Not hearing Qin Fushu's voice, Qin Fuqin leaned comfortably on the back chair and enjoyed the scenery on the road, although there was nothing interesting to look at.

A bound and gagged prince was thinking about the relationship between Yuanchen and his elder brother.

It can be seen that the relationship between them is very bad. If possible, Qin Fuqin would definitely choose to turn a blind eye to Qin Fushu and be indifferent.

Qin Fuqin took a lot of trouble to tie up Qin Fushu, he just didn't want to waste time with this idiot Qin Fushu.

After driving for about an hour, the car stopped under a three-storey bungalow, with a garden in the front yard and two rows of houses in the back yard. Rattan on the red tiled walls of the bungalow spread everywhere.

Qin Fushu was tied up now, and two bodyguards carried him directly to the bungalow. There was no chance for Qin Fushu to appreciate the ancient style of the bungalow that he had never seen before.

Throwing Qin Fushu behind the wooden sofa, it was hard, but this is the style Qin Fushu is used to. The sofa is too soft, he is really not used to it, and he feels particularly erratic while sitting.

The rope that bound his hands was untied, and Qin Fushu tore off the cloth that was stuck in his mouth: "Bah!"

You reckless man, I swear by this son, I will make you look good in the future!

Qin Fushu was extremely resentful, but he had no choice but to let others slaughter him.

Qin Fuqin didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly confessed: "From today on, you will live here. It is only a 6-minute drive from your school, and it only takes 10-[-] minutes to walk there. I will let Ah Wu stay and stare at him every day. Now, take you to school, do you understand?"

Bah, I don't understand at all.Qin Fushu, who really didn't want to understand Brother Qin's intention, rolled his eyes fiercely.

The school is the school, right? He used to study with the princes in the prince's school. What kind of good school can his family go to if he is so poor.

Brother Qin, who was facing Qin Fushu impatiently, raised his voice: "Answer me."

Qin Fushu was originally the first-class son of Uncle Chengyang. Today, he was filled with resentment from the beginning to the end by this big brother who didn't know the so-called.

In a rage, Uncle Chengyang slapped the table: "This life, why should I listen to you, I'm not your slave, answer if you ask me to answer!"

Reckless, what a bunch of reckless!

Qin Fuqin, who was also challenged by others, stretched out his leg and kicked Qin Fushu's knee joint, which was bursting with anger.

With a bang, Qin Fushu knelt on one knee on the marble before the carpet could be laid. Qin Fuqin bent down and pinched his left shoulder with one hand, making it painful and unable to move.

"Let me tell you, Qin Fushu, I don't want to control your life and death, but since the old man throws you into my control, then you have to listen to me, otherwise you will know how to write dead words."

Brother Qin's eyes were sharp, and Qin Fushu was so frightened that his whole body was in cold sweat. He did see killing intent in his eyes just now.

Also, his shoulders were about to be crushed!

Goddamn!

Such a brother is simply inferior to a beast!

"let me go!"

Seeing the fine sweat on his forehead, Brother Qin let go of his grip on his left shoulder, took out a square towel from his pocket and wiped his right hand in a womanly manner.

Seeing this, Qin Fushu didn't even roll his eyes, and rubbed his right shoulder vigorously, excruciatingly painful.

"You must listen to what I say, Qin Fushu, don't let me say it a second time."

Qin Fushu, who was still stubbornly trying to resist just now, had no choice but to keep his head down and be a small boy. If he didn't listen, he might become disabled later. Qin Fushu nodded.

Qin Fuqin threw Fang Juan to the bodyguard behind him in disgust, and then left without looking back, leaving only the bodyguard named A Wu, and Qin Fushu whose kneecap and right shoulder were in excruciating pain.

After getting into the car, the bodyguard who was driving asked Qin Fuqin, "Master, where are you going now?"

Didn't hear the other party's answer, but saw Qin Fuqin waved his hand casually from the mirror, young master, this is too much talking today, you must be tired, young master, you really worked hard.

Qin Fushu, who suffered a blow today, sat on the ground slumped, without the strength to speak, and his eyes were glazed over.

He didn't know why he came here, he had no relatives, no friends, no confidante, what could he do.

I have to go to the school to study again, and start everything from scratch.

He has no status, no power, no influence, and he cannot live a life as he pleases. He doesn't know what is the meaning of living.

His head was dizzy, the wound on his forehead had just healed, and today he was physically and mentally injured again. Qin Fushu passed out on the ground as soon as his whole body relaxed, not knowing what happened to him.

Ah Wu, who had just brought his luggage into the room, came out and saw San Shao lying on the ground.

These three teenagers straddled their bodies at a young age, and they looked like weak chickens, so weak to death, it's no wonder they were suppressed to death by the young and old just now, and they didn't even have the ability to resist.

He, Wu, looks down on such a weak young master who can only spend money but not make money.

Qin Fushu, who had passed out, dreamed that he had returned to his original life. He saw Qin Fuqin, who had abused him just now, kneeling on the ground tremblingly begging for mercy.

"My lord, your lord has a lot, please forgive me! It's my ignorance, it's my blindness that humiliates you!"

"My lord, I don't dare anymore, you can scold me and beat me, please spare me!"

A certain son sneered, stepped on Brother Qin's right shoulder, and twisted it hard: "I knew it was like this, so why bother. Come on, bring me this dog slave who is disrespectful to this son and treats others like a dog." Get out, stick to death!"

Then Brother Qin was pulled out by his attendants and killed with a stick.

Sweet dreams continue...