When Fu Ran, a college graduate who was worried about the huge medical expenses of his seriously ill mother, received the contract handed over by the man's assistant, he realized that this was not just a simple maintenance contract, but a decision. The contract of his fate.

As long as he accepts this contract, he will be the canary of the wealthy old man.

A wealthy old man like Mr. Han is in his 30s and still hasn't found a partner, either because he is not good at it, or because he has someone in his heart.

Mr. Han is obviously the latter, and Fu Ran will soon experience it personally.

Fu Ran didn't hesitate for long, his mother's illness didn't allow him to hesitate, he signed the contract without hesitation, and then followed the assistant surnamed Liu to an apartment by car.

Assistant Liu took Fu Ran up to the fifth floor. The apartments are one apartment per floor, giving rich people enough private space.

Assistant Liu made a gesture of invitation, "Boss Han is in the study."

Fu Ran thanked him, and then went to find his benefactor father alone.

He politely knocked on the door three times, and the deep and pleasant voice of the gold master's father came from inside, "Come in."

Fu Ran went in as promised, and saw the gold master's father standing in front of the French window.

The gold master's father is surnamed Han, he is a bigwig in the business world, and Fu Ran often sees news about him on the Internet.

As expected of a wealthy old man who could be the protagonist of a novel, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, he is rich, handsome and elegant.

Fu Ran feels that he has made money, not only from the benefactor's father... oh no, it's more serious to call Mr. Han, not only get a large sum of money from Mr. Han, but also have Mr. Han's body, this is simply a gift from heaven pie.

Mr. Han glanced over him coldly, and then asked Fu Ran to look at the photos on the desk.

Fu Ran walked over and saw the photo in the frame. He was startled and almost thought that Mr. Han had a crush on him. Fortunately, he knew that he couldn't play the piano, so the handsome young man in a white dress playing the piano in the photo was not him.

Fu Ran had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't take the initiative to ask, but expressed his confusion with his eyes.

Mr. Han said with a cool and cold expression: "I hope you can understand your own identity, you are just a substitute, don't have unrealistic delusions."

Oh double.

Fu Ran carefully chewed the word double in his mouth, then nodded, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, I will keep my identity in mind and won't give you any trouble."

From today onwards, his job is to be a stand-in. Adhering to the professionalism of doing what he does and loving what he does, Fu Ran has formulated the most core and most important rule of being a stand-in--not to fall in love with the father of the money maker.

The second rule is to focus on money in everything. There is nothing good in the world without money. He must be a well-behaved and sensible canary, and then let the rich father give him a small amount of money.

Try to make enough small money before the owner comes back, and depending on the situation, get an assist, and then retire.

Ah, the future is bright, thank his mother for giving him this face.

Fu Ran stared at Mr. Han with burning eyes.

Seeing that Fu Ran is still sensible, Mr. Han no longer has a sullen face like before. After all, the two of them will be the relationship between the gold master and the canary in the future, and they can't go to bed or go to the grave.

Mr. Han said: "In the future, I will ask the assistant to charge your mother's medical expenses to your card."

Fu Ran asked, "Do you want pocket money?"

"..." This double was too straightforward.

Mr. Han replied to Fu Ran: "I will buy you whatever you want, provided that it is not too much."

"Okay." Fu Ran was happy.

Mr. Han asked about Fu Ran's family situation, Fu Ran said: "I grew up in a single-parent family, and it was not easy for my mother to take care of me."

"You just graduated?"

"Well, Mom fell ill before she could get a job."

"You don't need to look for a job in the future, you live here, just wait for me to come over anytime."

"Okay." Fu Ran was very satisfied with his life as a rice bug, "Will Mr. Han come here often?"

Mr. Han glanced at Fu Ran, "Look at the itinerary."

Fu Ran nodded to show that he understood, and after a while, he showed hesitant to speak.

Mr. Han: "Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Fu Ran was embarrassed and said: "This is the first time for me, and I don't know how to operate it. Can Mr. Han give me some time to get used to it?"

Mr. Han was silent for a few seconds and said, "Before tomorrow night, you should be ready."

Hai Xing, he thought that the gold master's father was going to kill him tonight.

Fu Ran said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Han."

Mr. Han thought for a while, and asked another question, "Can you cook?"

"Home-cooked food is fine, and I can do laundry and cleaning."

Even if it doesn't work, you have to practice, Fu Ran added in his heart.

Mr. Han nodded slightly, briefly explained his dining preferences, and Fu Ran turned on his phone and wrote it down on the note.

Then we chatted about some messy and trivial matters. During this period, Mr. Han looked at his watch three times. Fu Ran thought that the father of the gold master must be busy with something. Thinking about it, the other party's dignified business boss stayed here for almost two hours. By exchanging interests and hobbies, the boss does not know how much money he lost.

Fu Ran strives to be the caring little padded jacket of the patron's father. He said to the patron's father, "Mr. Han is busy with something. If you are busy, don't worry about me. I am easy to take care of."

Mr. Han took a deep look at Fu Ran, and said, "I'll come over tomorrow night, you should get acquainted with this place first, and don't leave too far away if you have nothing to do."

"Okay, then can I go to the hospital to see my mother?"

"Okay, but I don't want to see no one when I come."

Fu Ran frowned, "Well, I remember."

After sending off Mr. Han and his assistant, Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each room carefully, and then changed the note of "Father of the Funder" to the newly added WeChat friend.

After all this, he took the keys and went out. He had to go back and pack his clothes, and he had to go to the hospital to tell his mother that he had a job with irregular hours and couldn't visit her often.

Ms. Fu was very considerate, and asked Fu Ran to do a good job, so as not to make the boss unhappy, Fu Ran thought that he could not do a good job, he could only be fucked well.

It was past six in the afternoon when I returned to the apartment again. The refrigerator was full and there was nothing missing. Fu Ran ordered a bowl of noodles for himself and ate it, then went into the study.

He picked up the photo he had seen during the day, and smiled slightly. In fact, he knew who the person in the photo was.

He has a twin brother who lived with his biological father. That man brought his brother into a wealthy family and fell in love with the daughter of the wealthy family.Fu Ran is 22 this year. He has not seen the father and son for 18 years, and the father and son have never contacted their mother and son.

Fu Ran didn't have any feelings for them, after all, he hadn't seen them in 18 years, they were no different from strangers.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yueguang, the father of the gold master, is his twin brother, what a twist of fate.

From the photos, it can be seen that his younger brother’s living conditions are good. His clothes are famous brands, and the piano he plays is famous brands. His eyes have innocent innocence, and his skin is fair and smooth. No matter how you look at it, he is a cute little one. No wonder Mr. Han likes it .

After putting down the photos, Fu Ran went to take a shower, and after rolling around on the white and soft big bed, he took out his mobile phone to check the precautions for beginners online.

Don't ask Mr. Han to have rich experience, just ask him not to go to the hospital.

Time always flies by, and in the blink of an eye, a new day begins. Fu Ran researched a few new recipes, played a few games, read half of the novel, and the sound of the key unlocking reached his ears .

"Good evening, Mr. Han." Fu Ran handed over a pair of clean slippers very consciously, and looked at Mr. Han obediently and docilely.

Mr. Han lowered his head to change his shoes, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, waiting for Mr. Han."

This is also one of Fu Ran's methods to please the patron's father. Regardless of whether the patron's father eats or not, since the patron's father comes over at night, he should honestly cook and wait.

Mr. Han said, "Let's go together."

"Okay." Fu Ran went to the kitchen to serve the warm food on the table, and brought two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Mr. Han glanced at the good-looking three dishes and one soup, "You made all of them?"

"Well, try to see if it suits your taste, if not, I'll change it next time."

Mr. Han frowned, he didn't like Fu Ran's "you" ah "you", which made him feel like an elder.

Fu Ran didn't know why Mr. Han frowned. He thought it was because of his cooking skills, but Mr. Han hadn't tasted it yet.

Mr. Han picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and under Fu Ran's expectant gaze, he said slowly, "Not bad."

Being able to give a good evaluation shows that his cooking skills are no problem.

Fu Ran felt relieved, served a good meal for the two of them, and sat at the two ends.

Mr. Han asked how he was getting used to it.

Fu Ran said, "Very well, I think I can do it."

When he came out of the shower, Fu Ran couldn't say this sentence anymore. He never expected that Mr. Han would be so big.

He felt he couldn't do it.

Because it was the first time, he could feel that Mr. Han was taking care of him. The foreplay took a long time, but when Mr. Han came in, Fu Ran felt that he was going to die.

The next day, Fu Ran lay down for the whole morning, and he lamented that it was not good to be a substitute.

Fu Ran was so hungry that he dragged his body like a rag doll to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

With something in his belly, he finally felt alive.

But when he saw Mr. Han again at night, he would rather die by himself.

Maybe it was because Fu Ran's eyes were too resentful, or maybe the marks on Fu Ran's body were too tragic, Mr. Han let him go, and simply slept with him in his arms.

In the middle of the night, Furan got up to go to the bathroom, and heard the man next to her pillow whispering in her dream.

"Shaozheng..."

Shaozheng, whose full name is Qu Shaozheng, is the name of his twin brother.

It was his younger brother who was lucky enough to be liked by an outstanding old man from a wealthy family. The old man from a wealthy family did not dare to blatantly fight for him, and would rather find a substitute to raise him in the apartment for comfort.

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