The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

So, the two of them started fighting with each other without paying attention to anyone around.

Chu Shiyu and Fu Lingye looked calm, as they were used to this kind of scene where they would fight whenever they met.

Fu Lingye leaned against the wall with a resentful look on his face: "Xiaoyu, my mother asked me to participate in the [National Taekwondo World Championships], do you want to come with me?"

Chu Shiyu sneered: "I'm not going. Go and have fun by yourself."

"I'm not asking you to participate in the competition, I'm asking you to go with me."

"Isn't it nice for me to sleep at home? Why should I run the race with you?"

That’s right, when Chu Shiyu was 10 years old and could no longer tolerate everyone in the Fu family, he secretly used the art of fate-eliminating to eliminate this damn fate.

He's already 10 years old, and the whole family is watching over him carefully and comprehensively, for fear that he might run away and die if he's not well behaved.

Fu Lingye was even more afraid that he was not fat enough, so he held the bottle and force-fed him milk every night regardless of his life or death.

They say that as long as you are in good shape and fat enough, you don't have to worry about not being able to withstand that damn fate.

He and Fu Lingye have lived separately since he was 10 years old. They each have their own little world. He was really traumatized by Fu Lingye's feeding in the middle of the night.

He would lock the door tightly at night and felt a headache whenever he saw Fu Lingye.

This guy's brain is really broken, he keeps thinking of himself as a kid.

Fu Lingye stretched out his long arms and put them around his neck, grinning and saying, "Let's go together, good brother. If you don't go with me, I'll tell my mom that you're going to participate in the competition."

Chu Shiyu rolled her eyes at him in disdain: "I'm going to participate? Are you kidding me? If I get hurt, she will be the one who feels bad."

Fu Lingye choked. He didn't know since when he no longer had any status in this family.

Forget it, I'll just let him go since he's my good brother who I raised with great difficulty.

Chu Shiyu casually glanced at the two people who were still fighting on the ground.

Seeing that Qin Ranran's iron fist was about to hit Chi Xiaozhou's internal organs in the next second, he quickly bent down and grabbed her collar from behind: "It's almost there. If you keep hitting me, I'll really have to go to the hospital."

Both of them had chestnut-colored hair and nice hairstyles, but now their hair is as messy as if they had just come out of a trash can.

"Can you two be quiet? Brother Ye is going to participate in the [National Taekwondo World Championships]. Do you two want to go?"

The two were horrified when they heard this, and they shook their heads like rattles. Chi Xiaozhou said helplessly: "If he doesn't participate, I will go. He's already gone, so why should I go? Am I waiting to be abused by him?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are a red and black belt after all, yet you are such a coward."

Chi Xiaozhou smiled and defended: "Haha, Xiaoyu, I just follow my heart. You know, those who know the current situation are heroes and can live longer."

"I asked you to accompany him to the competition, not to participate in it. I won't go."

Qin Ranran looked hesitant: "Brother Yu, why don't you go with Brother Ye."

"Yeah, you're the one who has the least time among us. You didn't go with Brother Ye, but asked us to go instead."

Chu Shiyu pursed his lips, shrugged helplessly, and sighed: "I can't go, I have something to deal with."

Several people looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Seeing his serious look, Chi Xiaozhou just burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, Xiaoyu, even if you joke, you have to be credible, okay? Even if the whole world has things to deal with, I don't believe you have things to deal with."

Qin Ranran looked at him with a puzzled look: "Brother Yu, we have been playing badly for so many years, no one will blame you. You don't have to lie to us and say that you have something to deal with."

Fu Lingye glared at him resentfully: "Xiao Yu, we are friends. From childhood to adulthood, whenever you have problems, you would lie down instead of sitting, and sit instead of standing. You put everything aside. You ignore everything, big or small."

"Are you kidding me, brother, when you tell me that you have something to deal with?"

Chu Shiyu was so upset. Why didn't anyone believe him when he spoke seriously?

"I'm going to Qing City."

Qing City? Fu Lingye reacted instantly. He looked nervous and excitedly grabbed his arm: "Xiao Yu, you are confused. Our family has worked hard to raise you, and you actually want to go back to Qing City."

Chu Shiyu looked at the mentally retarded boy in front of him and wanted to die.

He broke free from his shackles in disgust and slapped his hand away: "Go and break up the relationship."

If nothing unexpected happens, the real young master of the Chu family in Qing City will probably be back in the next few days.

Hearing this, Fu Lingye finally let go of his worries: "That's more like it. You scared me to death. I thought you were going to abandon us and go back to that home where your father and mother don't love you."

Qin Ranran and Chi Xiaozhou looked at each other with worry on their faces.

"Xiao Yu, you have never traveled far since you were a child. No, you rarely even leave your home. You are going to travel so far to Qing City. Aren't you deliberately making us worry?"

Fu Lingye nodded quickly and agreed: "If you really want to go, I will go with you after I finish the competition."

"Brother Yu, I can go with you."

Chu Shiyu's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Do you think I'm mentally retarded? I'm just lazy, not stupid!"

When the three saw that he was about to lose his temper, they tactfully kept quiet. The three of them, who were usually very powerful outside, were now as obedient as quails because of his momentary temper.

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In the evening, in the living room of the Fu family.

Mr. and Mrs. Fu stared at the big ball on the sofa with a serious face.

Father Fu was silent for a while before finally speaking: "I heard from Xiaoye that you want to go to Qing City alone?"

"Well, I'll be back after I finish dealing with things over there."

When Fu's mother heard the word "come back", she breathed a sigh of relief.

How could this fat cub that I raised with great difficulty just fly away?

"Uncle, aunt, don't worry. I just feel that I have grown up and need to end things over there."

"My boy, you have grown up and have your own ideas. Auntie supports you, so go ahead."

Father Fu thought for a moment and said, "Well, it's better to end it now, so as to avoid any unnecessary disputes in the future."

Chu Shiyu smiled sweetly: "Thank you uncle and aunt for your support."

Fu Lingye, who was hiding in the darkness on the second floor, was speechless: I asked you to persuade Xiaoyu to wait for me and go to Qing City together, why did you support it without saying a word?

If his mother hadn't signed him up for the competition, he wouldn't have participated in any such competition.

I'm so angry, no one is reliable!