Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1372 Substitute Game

They grew up in the same environment, and even halfway through a party with friends like Fu Yancheng, they could change to someone else.

This secret has never been known except to the people who trained them.

They have always been raised as one person, even sharing the same name.

Born at the same time, they have the same face.

Sometimes one of them went to the imperial capital to attend a party, and when someone changed midway, the two would exchange information about what happened with whom and when.

So there are no secrets between them.

The elder brother Qin Bohuai is more gentle, while the younger brother Qin Bohuai is just imitating perfectly.

The elder brother Qin Bohuai does not smoke, while the younger brother Qin Bohuai smokes.

Over the years, no one has ever discovered their stand-in game, which makes them feel like they've fooled the world.

However, in order to distinguish each other privately, the elder brother is called Bo and the younger brother is called Huai.

"Bo, have you hypnotized Shengmian?"

"Ah."

Huai sat on the sofa and rubbed his earlobes twice.

"Last time Sihe stared at my earlobes, I knew that this subtle difference must have been noticed by someone, but he didn't doubt me, so I admire Yancheng very much. We have known each other for so many years, and he can be so clean. Ordinary people don't have this kind of mentality to doubt me neatly."

Huai raised his hand and grabbed the hair in front of him, "Is my hair longer than yours?"

"Well, yes, it's time to cut it."

"Bo, how long do you plan to play this game? Do you want Shengmian to fall in love with you?"

Bo's eyebrows wrinkled. He had never thought about it this way. No matter what kind of relationship it was, it was a troublesome thing.

The reason why he was intimate with Sheng Mian was just a necessary means of hypnosis, in order to make her adapt to him and make her completely wary of him.

"Huai, didn't I tell you before? Don't be emotional."

Huai took out a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it, his tone was gentle and smiling.

"Okay, okay, I thought there was an exception in your world."

Bo looked up and saw his skillful smoking posture, and his eyebrows twisted slightly.

"I told you to quit smoking a long time ago, why are you still smoking?" "There is no way, you can't help it, you can also try smoking, then we will really be exactly the same, no one can tell us apart."

The phone's notification tone rang at this time. Bo lowered his head and took a look at the message. It was still from Sheng Mian.

[Dr. Qin, was it your twin brother who met me yesterday?You look alike. 】

The phone was squeezed so hard that it was almost crushed.

[I don’t have a twin brother. 】

[No, you do. I smell that your breath is different. You are gentler.Doctor Qin, are you playing some game?I'm very cooperative, right? Do you usually like to play identity swaps?I've spotted it several times, but I just know which one is you.Doctor Qin, I really want to see you. 】

The phone slipped from his palm, and Huai, who was sitting opposite him, raised his eyebrows slightly.

"what happened?"

Bo directly threw the phone to him.

When he saw the text message above, he almost got burned by the cigarette in his mouth.

"impossible."

Growing up, no one could tell the difference between the two brothers.

They have been hiding each other's identities since they were born. They don't even have a formal name, and even the people who raised them can't tell them apart.

There are so many people in the Imperial Capital, and they have exchanged identities so many times, and they have never been broken down by anyone.

Even now, even if someone knows the secret of the little mole, no one still thinks that they are twins.

How did Sheng Mian know this?

Sheng Mian turned her back to Fu Yancheng and sent a message to Qin Bohuai.

The next second, a big hand reached out from the side to take her mobile phone.

She was like a wife whose cheating was discovered by her husband. In order to destroy the evidence, she threw her cell phone out of the window.

The phone drew a parabola and disappeared.

The atmosphere in the room was very quiet, and she did not dare to look into Fu Yancheng's eyes.

(End of this chapter)