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âalright,â he said. fu huan held the floral dew in her hand and glanced at the people who were still standing by the door. she nodded slightly as a form of greeting and left quickly.
they lived opposite each other and were only a few meters away from each other, so there was no need to send them off.
after fu huan left, the old man closed the door and sighed. â old song is a lucky man. look at how pretty his granddaughter is. sheâs as white and tender as the daffodils. â
he pursed his lips. â theyâre biological siblings? â
â what nonsense are you saying? if theyâre not blood-related siblings, then what are they? they look so similar! â
he didnât say anything, but he felt that the two siblings didnât look like each other. fu huanâs personality and appearance were more like fu peiâs. they had only met once, and he looked innocent and harmless. he was naturally different from the murderous fu qinyuan.
they look alike?
his grandfather must be really old and blind.
â aiyo, aiyo, i donât have the life of a granddaughter in this life. â
as he spoke, he turned his gaze to the man by the door ...
â look at his grandson. heâs so hardworking and has a successful career. he even has a girlfriend. he said that heâll bring his girlfriend over to visit old song next time. what do you think ... â
he coughed and said, â grandpa, you should rest early. iâm going to sleep first. â
then, he calmly closed the door.
......
after fu huan returned to her room, she stared at the floral dew for a long time. at this time, she suddenly felt a little bored when she looked at the male stars.
she didnât know what she was excited about, but she only went to bed at two in the night. she got up at six in the morning, quickly washed her hair, and changed her clothes. just as she ran out of the door, she bumped into song jingren and fu qinyuan, who had gone out to buy breakfast.
âyouâre up so early?â fu qinyuan laughed.
âitâs getting late.â fu huan coughed.
âhave you brushed your teeth and washed your face?â
âyes.â
âbring it over for breakfast.â
fu huanâs beautiful phoenix eyes turned. â you bought so much breakfast. do you want to send some to grandpa chen? â
âold chen and his grandson went to the city to celebrate the mid-autumn festival. they left at five o âclock.â song jingren explained.
âhe left?â fu huanâs eyes narrowed.
âwhatâs wrong?â fu qinyuan was a sharp man and stared at her. â you washed your hair? â arenât you afraid of catching a cold early in the morning?â
the morning after autumn was still a little cold.
fu huan scratched her head casually. â iâm alright. i wanted to wake up earlier to say hello to grandpa chen, but what a pity ... â
âitâs fine. letâs eat first.â song jingren smiled and called her to the dining table to eat.
fu huanâs heart, which had been excited for the whole night, was suddenly doused with a basin of cold water, which chilled her heart.
while they were having breakfast, she asked casually, â is grandpa chenâs grandson really a professional go player? â
âyes.â fu qinyuan nodded.
âwhatâs it called again? grandpa chen seemed to have said that his name was wang? the hope?â
âno.â
âforget what youâve forgotten?â
fu qinyuan shook his head.
fu huan frowned. â wang wang from wang wang milk? â
it couldnât be the dogâs barking, could it? that was the only word she could think of.
fu qinyuan sneered. â youâre too arrogant! â
and milk? what else could this girl have in her eyes other than food?
fu huan pursed his lips and bit into the egg pancake. it didnât seem to match his temperament, but she had nothing to do, and after watching his competition video, she felt ...
the name he chose was very in line with his style of chess.
the brother and sister accompanied song jingren during the day and drove back to the capital after dinner. they would probably reach home at around 11 pm and would not delay their business.
because they were driving late at night, fu qinyuan bought two bottles of red bull when they passed the service area. he turned to look at the person in the passenger seat. â fu huanhuan, youâve been playing with your phone the whole time? your eyes arenât uncomfortable?â
it was very dark in the car, and playing with the phone hurt the eyes.
âitâs alright.â
fu qinyuan was just about to turn his head to see what she was reading when a certain someone quickly turned off the screen.
âyou canât be reading some perverted book, right?â
âhow is that possible?â fu huan stomped her foot.
âthen how did your phone get infected the last time?â
a certain someone said it so calmly, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him.
â......â
fu huan felt extremely aggrieved. she was a good student who taught the five disciplines and four graces. how could she do such a thing?
âdonât look at random things on your phone, in case you get poisoned again.â fu qinyuan reminded her out of kindness.
fu huan was furious, but he couldnât disobey him on this matter.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âbrother.â
âwhat?â
âare you taking it out on me because you suffered a loss in front of that god yesterday?â
fu qinyuan raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her. â are you planning to spend the night at the rest area? â
fu huan pursed her lips. the first thing she did when she became an adult was to get a driverâs license!