What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Chapter 207 Did I offend you in some way?

the next day.

Situ Jinghong took a leave of absence in the morning and did not go to school.

Because he stayed in the wind on his balcony for two hours last night, Huali caught a cold.

The price of a cold is dizziness, weakness in the limbs, and a runny nose.

Situ Jinghong staggered downstairs, preparing to order takeout for lunch.

result.

When he came downstairs, he saw his parents hugging and chewing each other in the entrance hall, and he thought he was seeing things...

Although he was calm, his parents were walking on thin ice.

Min Qingyun, with lustful eyes, instantly turned into an elegant lady.

Si Zhengyang raised his hand to tug at his messy tie, coughed a few times, and said seriously: "Aren't you in school?"

"???" Situ Jinghong sighed, "You asked for leave for me and my homeroom teacher at 7 o'clock this morning."

My mother doesn’t love me, my father doesn’t love me, and my childhood friends don’t care about me.

He has endured too much at such a young age.

Min Qingyun put her hands behind her back, patted Si Zhengyang's buttocks, and scolded him: "You are really unreliable."

They thought their son was not at home and wanted to rediscover their youthful enthusiasm.

Now that I see my grown-up son, I suddenly feel dispirited.

"I forgot I asked for leave today." Si Zhengyang felt embarrassed and walked over to pat his son's shoulder.

Then, he asked with appropriate concern: "What's wrong? You don't look like you're in a good mood."

Situ Jinghong immediately thanked God that his father could at least see that he was in a bad mood.

He said "hmm" casually and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Min Qingyun changed into a pair of slippers, sat down next to her son, and put her arm around his shoulders.

"Are you okay, son?" She raised her hand and scratched her son's ruffled hair.

"Mom..." Situ Jinghong tilted his head and said with a grim expression, "You're giving me a headache."

I'm really impressed. My cold hasn't healed yet!

"Oh oh oh!" Min Qingyun quickly withdrew her hand and comforted him, "My dear son, tell me if you have anything to say."

"You can't solve it even if I tell you." Situ Jinghong felt like he was stuck in a dead end.

He can't go out and no one can come in.

For him, he always thought that he was Qin Fuyao's best friend, a friend with whom he could talk about anything.

But now, there was suddenly a gap between them.

This gap is still a living person.

Situ Jinghong didn't like this feeling and felt very uncomfortable.

Si Zhengyang patted Haodaer's head and said, "How did you talk to your mother? If you don't tell us, we can't solve it."

"Be a man, stop dithering. You don't have the demeanor of your father at all."

“…”Fathers and sons are not allowed to pull each other down.

Situ Jinghong leaned dejectedly on the sofa, his eyes dull as he said, "You really can't solve this. This is a matter between Qin Fuyao and me."

"What's wrong, son?" Min Qingyun pulled out her arm and asked with interest, "Do you like Xiao Fuyao or something?"

Ms. Min looked very interested.

"No, no, no." Situ Jinghong denied the rumor three times and sat up straight.

"Don't be embarrassed, son. Everyone has their first love. I've been there myself."

"Qin Fuyao and I have a simple friendship. I don't like her."

Si Zhengyang was very interested. "Oh? Is it Xiaoyi you like?"

"..." Situ Jinghong slowly lay down and said in despair: "Just ignore me and do what you need to do."

I am tired, mentally exhausted. The real tiredness is not caused by shouting and screaming.

"Jinghong, how about mom giving you a little sister?" Min Qingyun suddenly felt like teasing her eldest son.

"Not very good." Situ Jinghong gently pushed his frivolous old mother, "You guys go play quickly."

"Son, are you really okay?"

"It's okay, I just want to be alone for a while."

"Good son." Min Qingyun gently touched the top of his head and encouraged him, "Mom believes you can handle it. If you can't, remember to tell me."

The couple half-pushed and half-pushed back to the room.

Afternoon, Nanhuai Middle School.

Class 11 of high school.

Qin Fuyao and Situ Jinghong both came to class. Although they were in the same class, they seemed to be separated by a huge distance and ignored each other.

The relationship between the two was very subtle, and the whole class noticed it.

Qin Fuyao didn't think it was a big deal, as long as he wasn't treated like a monkey...

During every break, someone would inadvertently pass by the classroom door and window, and then inadvertently stare at Qin Fuyao.

It would be fine if they just watched quietly, but they also made comments from time to time.

Qin Fuyao learned from them that she and Situ Jinghong had broken up.

party:??!

For the entire day, even until evening self-study, there were still crowds of people "rushing" to watch.

Xu Wuyou was content with his situation and didn't feel any discomfort.

On the other hand.

Qin Fuyao felt that he could no longer sit and wait for death.

During the second evening self-study class.

Qin Fuyao put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked to the corner.

Situ Jinghong stretched lazily, and when he saw someone walking towards him out of the corner of his eye, he immediately lowered his head.

It's great to be young, just fall asleep.

Qin Fuyao: "..." I thought there were no monsters or demons here, right?

She did not retreat, but stood beside Situ Jinghong.

Then, Qin Fuyao raised his hand and placed it on the shoulder of the person pretending to sleep, and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"Asleep." Situ Jinghong answered in a muffled voice.

"Don't pretend." Qin Fuyao squatted in a standard position and gritted his teeth, "Tell me, Master Si, have I offended you in some way?"

You stupid kid, I don’t know what’s going on all day long.

He doesn't reply to messages and ignores people when they talk.

If Qin Fuyao, who is 18 years old mentally, encountered such a thing, he would definitely be indifferent and choose to distance himself.

It must be said that Situ Jinghong came at a good time.

Situ Jinghong said without even looking up, "How dare you ask."

He was still angry.

To put it bluntly, he just couldn't stand the fact that Qin Fuyao didn't take him seriously.

They have known each other for more than ten years and should be able to talk about anything.

"Why am I embarrassed to ask? Master Si, I don't even know what I did wrong." Qin Fuyao spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

In fact, she really wanted to give Si Shao a big fight, but fortunately it happened in front of the whole class, which allowed her to maintain her sanity.

You stupid kid, you don’t even know how to get down the stairs when there are any.

Situ Jinghong felt a little relieved, but still couldn't help but said in a gloomy way: "Of course you don't know."

"If you don't tell me, how will I know?"

Qin Fuyao really wanted to beat him up, "Even if I die, you have to let me die with a clear mind, okay?"

As he spoke, Qin Fuyao placed his palm on Situ Jinghong's neck, resisting the urge to strangle him to death.

However, from the perspective of others, the two people's actions were very intimate.

It doesn't seem like they're good friends, it seems like they're just being ambiguous.

"Fuyao—" Li Buxia came in from the back door and said in shock: "You, you guys..."

Momentarily speechless.