Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

Xia Xingqiao followed the driver into Xia's old house.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a teenager in velvet pajamas who was eating a fruit plate suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"Brother, come back..."

Seeing that it was Xia Xingqiao who came, the smile on Xia Shuran's face disappeared.

He sat back on the sofa expressionlessly: "Why are you here?"

Xia Xingqiao stood in the living room, touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, and said, "Brother asked me to eat."

Xia Shuran picked up a plump cherries, and rolled her eyes in her heart when she heard the words: It's not your eldest brother, and he calls it so smoothly.

The housekeeper and servants were walking back and forth in the living room, Xia Shuran was watching TV happily with a pillow in his arms, eating a fork of fruit from time to time.

No one cares about Xia Xingqiao, as if he is a transparent person.

No one spoke, and Xia Xingqiao couldn't sit still, so he continued to stand awkwardly in the living room.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Xia Sirui to walk in from the outside.

The butler greeted him graciously: "Third Young Master, are you back?"

Xia Sirui nodded slightly, and handed the coat over his arm to the housekeeper.

"Third Brother~ Why are you back?" Xia Shuran greeted him with a sweet smile on his face.

Xia Sirui glanced at him expressionlessly, but did not respond, and then shifted his gaze to Xia Xingqiao who was standing stupidly on the other side.

Xia Xingqiao: "..."

He bit the bullet and stepped forward to call third brother.

Xia Sirui still didn't say a word.Xia Xingqiao was looked at by him through glasses with no prescription, and he always had a feeling of being seen through from head to toe.

Help, help me! QAQ!

He couldn't help biting his lower lip: This third brother is so scary!

Just when Xia Xingqiao felt that he couldn't hold on any longer and was about to explode, Xia Sirui finally looked away and hummed.

Xia Xingqiao began to regret that she came to the old house today.

The elder brother soon returned home and sat at the head of the table.

Xia Shuran sat on one side with the third brother, while Xia Xingqiao sat on the opposite side alone.

Xia Shuran was very busy at the dining table, serving food for her eldest brother and serving soup for her third brother.He also told them interesting things that happened at school, covering his mouth and laughing non-stop.

Perhaps after returning home, Xia Yichen's cold face softened, and he could reply to Xia Shuran from time to time.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Xia Xingqiao only had a plate of plain boiled cabbage hearts in front of her.

Listening to Xia Shuran's laughter, he lowered his head and ate in silence.

The three on the opposite side are a family connected by blood, and he is just an outsider.

Seeing that Xia Xingqiao kept his head buried and only ate the same dish in front of him, Xia Yichen frowned.

He picked up a piece of braised pork ribs with his serving chopsticks and put it in Xia Xingqiao's bowl.

Xia Xingqiao stared at the ribs in a daze for a while before saying thank you in a low voice.

He ate this rib very slowly.

"Don't go back tonight, go upstairs and sleep in your original room later."

As soon as Xia Yichen finished speaking, Xia Shuran's complexion suddenly turned pale.

The butler also stepped forward in embarrassment and said, "Eldest young master, that bedroom is better ventilated, and now there are young master's sundries in it."

Xia Yichen frowned deeply.

Xia Xingqiao waved her hand: "...No need, I'd better go back."

"Okay, okay, let the driver take you after eating." Xia Shuran said quickly, as if he was relieved.

On the other hand, Xia Sirui pushed down his glasses, and said slowly:

"Why don't I know, when did Xia's house only have one vacant room?"

The faces of the housekeeper and Xia Shuran turned pale.