Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

The faces of the housekeeper and Xia Shuran turned pale.

Xia Shuran acted like a baby and just called out big brother, but was interrupted by Xia Yichen with a sullen face: "This is not an example."

Xia Shuran's expression became even uglier.

He felt extremely wronged: After all, he is the eldest brother's biological younger brother, isn't he?Isn't this his home?He can't even have the final say on his own home...

Xia Shuran wanted to say this at first, but Xia Yichen seemed really angry, so he silently held back his words.

"I can't eat anymore." Xia Shuran was not in the mood to eat, so he threw his chopsticks upstairs.

Xia Xingqiao who was on pins and needles: "..."

Better let him go.

Xia Xingqiao was finally arranged in a guest room on the second floor, while the rest of the Xia family slept in the master bedroom on the third floor.

After taking a shower, Xia Xingqiao came out of the bathroom wearing new pajamas and slippers, and threw herself on the bed.

He rolled back and forth twice on the bed.

Although it is a guest room, the bed is very soft and comfortable, and even the sheets were newly changed by the housekeeper.

Just like a five-star hotel.

He could actually feel Xia Shuran's hostility towards him today, but Xia Xingqiao was not in his original body, so naturally he wouldn't be so sad.

... It's just that there is inevitably a little pimple in my heart.

Xia Xingqiao turned over and stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

He stretched out a hand to press on his chest, and said to himself: "It's a good thing I'm here, how sad the original Xia Xingqiao would be if this happened to him..."

But he was really envious of Xia Shuran, who had so many brothers who were kind to him.

Xia Xingqiao was the eldest in the family in his previous life. His father ran away with his mistress with all his money, his mother was ill in bed all year round, and there were younger brothers and sisters who were waiting to be fed.

The burden of life was like a mountain, Xia Xingqiao couldn't straighten up.

Family means more responsibility to him.

Xia Xingqiao fantasized more than once when he was almost unable to make it through: If he had an older brother, wouldn't his life be so difficult and easier?

Xia Xingqiao turned sideways, hugged her knees with her hands, and shrunk her body into a small ball.

I don't know what to do with my mother and siblings after I die...

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone in the jacket on the back of the chair turned on.

Then, almost at the same time, the notification sounded for a new WeChat message.

Xia Xingqiao:?

He reached out his hand to take out his phone from his pocket, and there was a red number ① next to the avatar on the top of the WeChat interface.

Xia Xingqiao said, "It's Doctor Rong..."

The last time Doctor Rong set himself to the top, Xia Xingqiao couldn't find where to set it, so he never canceled it.

Thinking of the "embarrassing incident" that happened that day, Xia Xingqiao touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, and the roots of his ears felt a little hot.

This was the first time Dr. Rong sent a message since they became friends in a few days.

Doctor Rong asked him if he was busy now.

Xia Xingqiao called up the keyboard and was about to reply, but somehow she clicked the "Voice Call" button.

The sound of the call being unplugged suddenly sounded in the quiet room, Xia Xingqiao was startled, the phone fell out of her hand, and almost rolled out of bed.

shit!

Xia Xingqiao frantically picked up the phone, looking for the button to hang up the call.

But he didn't know where the speaker came into contact, and the ringing sounded even louder, Xia Xingqiao's heart was so nervous that it was beating wildly.

Just one second before the call was hung up by Xia Xingqiao, the voice was suddenly picked up by the other party.

The man's deep yet gentle voice came through the loudspeaker:

"Jojo?"