When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

What a pity, what a pity...

No [if not].

Some are just established realities.

Fu Chuan is the only person who can get into Shen Shutang's heart and have a similar mind-set with Shen Shutang. They have countless common topics and are helpful to each other's careers. They have similar troubles.

So good~

Yu Ying'er can enjoy the CP of her best friend and junior classmate.

Now, junior fellow student, I think that everyone's encounter, acquaintance, and acquaintance are all arranged by fate, just like the meeting between you and Tangtang. If it is destined, then it is the best arrangement, Youyou Cangtian, Treat me well.”

kindness!

Fu Chuan nodded heavily.

Thank God for allowing Fu Chuan to be reborn.

In his previous life, Fu Chuan was too stupid and too ungrateful, and ruined such a good life.

Fu Chuan will never let anyone down in this life. Fu Chuan must protect the people he cherishes one by one!

Okay, go inside and eat some glutinous rice balls. Fu Chuan, if you come here today, just stay here and don't go back.

Professor, I have to go back and get the tools...

No need~

Hao Ze patted Fu Chuan on the shoulder: Don't you know what I should prepare for the New Year if I am an old man like you? For an artist, the importance of the studio is self-evident. I have already packed it for you. alright.

ah?

Fu Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Fu Chuan decided to spend the New Year with Hao Ze here before, and had already placed the necessities at Hao Ze's house in advance.

I thought one room was enough, but I didn't expect Hao Ze to help Fu Chuan clean up an extra studio?

And I'll help you!

Yu Ying'er raised her hand to express her presence. She didn't like to do good deeds without leaving her name. She wanted her junior to know and thank Yu Ying'er even more. If there is anything important in the future, please ask her junior to speak up. Wow~

Professor Hao Ze, Senior Sister Yu, this is too...

The 200-square-meter suite is too empty and lonely for me to live alone. There are many empty rooms. I took the initiative to ask you to come and spend the New Year with me. I will definitely help prepare for this. Fu Chuan, you But you are the student I approve of the most. In short, you don’t have to think about anything when you come to my place, I will help you get it done.

Hao Ze's voice was full of doting on Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan is deeply trusted and liked by Hao Ze regardless of his talent or character. Not to mention that he is a handsome and tall man. For anyone, good looks are definitely a plus. When looking at handsome guys and ugly guys, many people Everyone tends to be handsome, and it just so happens that Hao Ze cares about appearance. It's strange that such a talented student doesn't take him seriously!

professor……

The tip of Fu Chuan's nose felt sore, and he had the urge to cry. He quickly took a few deep breaths, forced back the tears, and nodded with a smile: Thank you!

The work room specially prepared for Fu Chuan...

Except for Fu Qingqing’s hypocrisy.

This is the first time in Fu Chuan's life!

Even people without blood ties can think of this, take good care of Fu Chuan, protect Fu Chuan's feelings, and meet all Fu Chuan's needs.

Fu Chuan thought about how much he had sacrificed for the Fu family. Over the years, the Fu family didn't even have a studio. They were squeezed into a small room doing homework and painting without even decent tools.

How could Fu Chuan not be moved by such differential treatment?

Every little detail in daily life is the difference between whether others value you and love you.

A person who is not loved even breathes wrongly at home.

Those who are loved don't need to think about anything, they just need to accept the kindness and warmth.

Yu Ying'er saw Fu Chuan's red eyes and said to smooth things over: Okay, junior, come in and take a look. I'll slightly modify it according to your personality and preferences. I hope you will like it!

You girl, they say it's a studio, not a room. Fu Chuan is a boy, what are you modifying?

Uncle, you are an old antique, so don't say anything if you don't know anything! Also, you asked me to come over to see if the studio prepared for my juniors was good, and now you are just pretending...

Yu Ying'er and Hao Ze choked each other and showed their middle fingers.

Wait for Yu Yinger to bring Fu Chuan to the prepared studio.

Drawing boards, materials, desks, computers...all kinds of tools are available.

Shen Shutang placed a pot of daffodils and a pot of sunflowers on the window sill, changed the curtains to a sky blue style more suitable for boys, and prepared a PS5 game console and a comfortable lazy sofa for Fu Chuan...

How's it going? Junior, isn't it beautiful?

Yu Ying'er spoke proudly.

It is said on the Internet that no boy can refuse the temptation of the latest and most expensive graphics card and PS5.

Gifting game consoles to boys and cosmetics to girls are timeless principles.

Senior, professor, really...

Okay, I've heard enough words of thanks. Also, if you treat me as a friend, don't say things like it's too expensive and you have to give me money, or I'll beat you up!

Yu Ying'er shook her fist and threatened with her teeth and claws.

Ying'er is right, Fu Chuan, as long as you like anything else, it doesn't matter. I lack everything except money and space, haha~

Uncle, you finally didn't say a single word to me. My niece was almost moved to tears...

Fu Chuan took a deep breath: Professor, senior sister, in this case I can only say - Fu Chuan will not disappoint your expectations!

For Fu Chuan, these are not pressures, but motivations. They are the warmth and care that he was not blessed to have in his previous life. In this life, Fu Chuan finally has people around him who are willing to protect him and value him. Fu Chuan's talent and hard work are all that matters. Bloom for them!

That's right~

【It rained all night~My love overflows like rain~】

Fu Chuan's cell phone rang.

Taking it out, Fu Chuan frowned without leaving any trace.

It was Fu Ling'er who called.

Fu Chuan still had a contract with Fu Ling'er, so Fu Ling'er's mobile phone number was not blocked.

Fu Chuan used his butt to figure out why Fu Ling'er called.

Before the weekly agreed time, Fu Chuan didn't bother to bother Fu Ling'er and hung up the phone directly.

Huh? Who called?

Harassment phone calls.

that side.

Fu Ling'er was in the hospital and made several calls to Fu Chuan, but no one answered.

Damn it! My head starts to hurt again!

Fu Ling'er turned to look at Fu Qingqing and Fu Hualou, with a bit of impatience in his tone: Didn't you accompany Sixth Sister to find Fu Chuan? Why did Sixth Sister get into a car accident so smoothly!

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My stomachache is better. I’ll give you more. Please give me a gift~