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The housekeeper and aunt had already waited at the door, and when they saw Fang Yan get off the car, they immediately ran forward, just as they had agreed before, they all ignored the "son of the third child" who broke into the mansion, and surrounded the real young master.

They surrounded Fang Yan, asked about his health, and walked towards the house together.Before Lu Qingheng didn't know whether to follow or not, he slammed the door shut.

The iron gate of the villa's outer courtyard was kept open, but the real door to enter the house was firmly closed.

For a 16-year-old boy who has just arrived in a strange environment, this is naked/naked rejection and humiliation.

As soon as Fang Yan entered the room, he couldn't restrain his excitement. He took off his shoes and ran into the room, rolling on the bed several times.

Cool!

It's so cool!

You know, when they were still in the mortal world thousands of years ago, Lu Qingheng was the head disciple, the proud son of heaven, since he was born, he has been surrounded by stars and the road is smooth, how could he have suffered such grievances.

As punishment for offending Taoist ancestors, Lu Qingheng's "life" was arranged into a bloody drama with disordered ethics.

And Fang Yan's identity occupies the moral high ground, and he is born to be opposed to him, so he is especially suitable for dealing with Lu Qingheng——

The two share a cheap father, the middle-aged president Fang Zhengchuan.When Fang Zhengchuan was young, he lingered in the flowers and was romantic. In the same year that his first wife gave birth to his eldest son "Fang Ye", he cheated on another woman and had a youngest son "Lu Heng".

The name of Fang Yan's vest in the mortal world is "Fang Ye", the son of his original partner, Si Ming Xingjun specially created the script setting for him, Fang Ye's mother passed away early when he was three years old.For the next ten years, Fang Zhengchuan never remarried, nor did he take back his youngest son who was living away from home. Until five years ago, when he fell in love with an eighteenth-tier starlet, he was drugged with some kind of ecstasy. "Little Four" succeeded in becoming the stepmother of the two brothers Fang Ye and Lu Heng.

Fang Yan had just been down for a week, and the stepmother was still on a luxury n-day trip to Europe, so she couldn't meet Fang Yan face to face.Fang Yan is not interested in the plot of cheap parents and is too lazy to understand it. What he cares most about and spends time studying is Lu Qingheng's growth experience in the first 16 years.

"Ciyuan Daojun is the one who was conceived...it's so extraordinary, it's like falling into a box." Siming Xingjun, who is increasingly addicted to online games, stares at the computer and complains.

To put it simply, although Lu Heng is Fang Zhengchuan's son, he has not enjoyed any benefits of the rich second generation. He even followed his mother's surname. He has been called Lu Heng for 16 years.

As an illegitimate child, Lu Heng has never experienced fatherly and motherly love since he was born.Needless to say, Fang Zhengchuan was absent as a father for 16 years, and he didn't recognize his son until the accident a month ago.Lu Heng's biological mother didn't love him either. From the beginning to the end, his birth was the bargaining chip for that woman to compete for the upper position. She loved money, status, and supreme vanity, but she refused to bother to raise her only son. She was twisted and crazy. She vented her grievances that she couldn't ask for on Lu Heng. When she was a child, beating and scolding her son was commonplace.

It wasn't until a month ago, when the woman put herself in jail for committing a crime, that Fang Zhengchuan thought of this son, took the initiative to find Lu Heng, and took him to his side.

Everyone thought that Lu Heng would usher in a counterattack and a new life, but only Fang Yan knew what kind of storm he would face.

After all, under Daozu's instruction and Si Ming's intervention, everything is just a game.He wanted to get back what Lu Qingheng owed him back then.

Fang Yan didn't bother Lu Qingheng, he took a slow shower, dried his hair, asked the housekeeper to bring a glass of orange juice, watched a movie for an hour with a straw in his mouth, and finally made himself hungry.

After all, he is a mortal body. In order to better experience life in the world, all of Fang Yan's immortal powers were sealed, leaving only one percent that can be opened at any time to meet unexpected needs.

Of course, immortals descending to earth cannot destroy the operating principles of the mortal world.He disdains and can't use immortal power to bully Lu Qingheng who is now powerless. After all, as the "brother" who hates Lu Heng the most in the world, most of the methods are aimed at Lu Qingheng.

As the sun sinks, the night grows darker.Through the window on the third floor, Lu Qingheng's lonely figure loomed.The boy was carrying a dilapidated schoolbag, wandering outside the villa, like a pitiful "bereaved dog".

The game has just begun.

Probably feeling Fang Yan's condescending gaze, Lu Qingheng slightly raised his head, his eyes met Fang Yan's.The mockery and malice in Brother Cheap's eyes was chilling, Lu Qingheng flinched cooperatively, turned his back, lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the real emotion in his eyes, and he showed an incomprehensible smile.

Fang Yan, who saw Lu Qingheng's frightened expression, was very satisfied, and he planned to add more information.

Fang Yan came to the living room and chose the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of the balcony. He could not only see Lu Qingheng, who was not allowed to enter the house, but also enjoy the night view outside the villa—very suitable for a dinner.

Both the housekeeper, the chef and the aunt knew that Fang Zhengchuan, the head of the Fang family, was a complete workaholic. He didn't care about his son or wife, and didn't care about things at home.Fang Yan came seven days in advance, in addition to adapting to life in the world and honing his acting skills so as not to reveal his secrets, he also arranged for the people around him in advance, so that they would take him as their backbone, and they don't need to bully Lu Qingheng, just be indifferent and pretend not to see him.

Normal mortals have a steelyard in their hearts. The dog blood drama of a wealthy family is of course a good melon, but the boy has no mother since he was a child, and his father does not care about it. Now he is still occupied by the third son. No matter the housekeeper, driver or cleaning aunt, they all have a sense of justice. , on Fang Yan's side.

The sumptuous dinners were brought to the table one by one. Fang Yan noticed that Lu Qingheng glanced at him from a distance, turned his head, and slowly walked out of the gate of the villa. His figure disappeared into the bushes.

"Hahaha." Fang Yan felt refreshed, and couldn't help laughing just thinking about Lu Qingheng's pale face.

He was swiping his phone while eating, and within a few minutes of being happy, he received a voice message.

Cheap Dad: "What's the matter with you? Don't let my brother in the house? Lock him out to do his homework?"

Fang Yan: "...?"

He raised his head, and as expected, Fang Zhengchuan brought back his youngest son who was blocked outside the door, and Lu Qingheng followed behind him silently, seeing Fang Yan quickly lowered his head, like a poor little boy oppressed by evil forces.

Fang Yan: "..."

Alright, I've been wandering around outside all the time, and when Fang Zhengchuan was about to come back, I ran outside the villa and pretended to do my homework.This is really something Lu Qingheng would do.

As expected of you, Lu Qingheng.

Fang Yan hadn't figured out how to fight back. After all, he was the one who did it, and he didn't intend to quibble, so he heard Lu Qingheng whisper, "Dad, don't blame brother, it's all my fault."

After saying this, he didn't explain why he was not good. He lowered his head, his expression trembled, his eyelashes trembled, leaving the onlookers unlimited room for reverie and play, like a white lotus in a prosperous age.

Fang Yan: "..."

Fang Yan was about to fight back on the spot, but Fang Zhengchuan stopped him with a look.

"How long are you going to make trouble? No matter what, he is your brother." Fang Zhengchuan gave Fang Yan a cold warning look, took Lu Qingheng's hand in front of Fang Yan, and held the "wronged" The youngest son was brought into the Fang family's house.

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