Shen Ji's expression moved slightly and he whispered, "There is not much difference between brother and stepfather."
When Wen Mo heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head. Seeing Mr. Xie's whole body filled with murderous aura, he kept winking at his husband.
It’s already this time, so just say a few words less!
Xie Li laughed angrily and said in a deep voice, "You approached me with such dirty thoughts... If I were not my mother's son, wouldn't you even approach me?"
"No." Shen Ji's face looked the same as usual and he replied truthfully, "You are very talented. Even if my wife is not here, I will make friends with you."
Xie Li couldn't hide his anger on his face and whispered, "My mother will be taken care of by me. I don't bother you to take action. From now on, you and our family will go back to their own way and there will be no need to go back and forth."
Shen Ji's eyes moved down and landed on the food box he was carrying. He stood up slowly and whispered, "Xie Li, I am not a superficial person, and Mrs. Yu is not just a whim."
"I just want to keep her by my side and accompany her after you start your own families."
Shen Ji's expression was sincere and his voice was low, "I know the gap between us, and I will try my best to catch up. When I become famous enough to be alongside her, please give me a chance."
Xie Li's expression relaxed a little, and his eyes on the man opposite him gradually became darker, "Are you really not joking?"
Hearing this, Shen Ji lowered his head and chuckled, "I am twenty-nine years old. Do you think I am still old enough to joke about this?"
Xie Li was noncommittal and his expression became a little unnatural, "If my mother wants to remarry, just wave her hand and there will be tons of people coming to her. How do you have the confidence to think that you can do it?"
Shen Ji still smiled gently and whispered, "At least I am the only man who can walk beside her now."
Xie Li gritted his teeth, but couldn't find a word to refute him.
Mother... indeed treats him differently.
"Smooth talk!" Xie Li scolded and walked away, leaving the food box alone.
"Sir..." Wen Mo was a little undecided and looked at the man aside.
"Go get the food box." Shen Ji sat back on the chair and said warmly.
"Yes." Wen Mo trotted over, picked up the food box and returned to the table. He stretched out his hand to open it and exclaimed, "Sir, Mr. Xie bought you Wenxiangzhai's snacks."
"Bring it out." Shen Ji smiled with a hint of bitterness on his face, "I'm afraid I won't be able to receive anything from this kid in the future."
Wen Mo carefully took out the plate, placed it in front of Shen Ji, and said in a low voice, "Sir, Mr. Xie will not speak ill of you in front of Madam Hou when he returns to the house, right?"
"Xie Li is an upright person. He can't talk about other people's affairs behind their backs." Shen Ji pinched a piece of tea, took a bite, and chewed it carefully. "Besides, Madam, she is insensitive to emotions, but Xie Li is not."
"I think he also knows in his heart that my wife is special to me..." The curve of Shen Ji's mouth widened, "It's also special."
Wen Mo was confused, but it didn't stop him from spitting out rainbow farts, "Mr., I still see clearly."
Shen Ji held the hand holding the tea and said in a deep voice, "Hire two doormen. If anyone comes into the house in the future, they must be notified."
If Xie Li comes in unnoticed a few more times, he's afraid he won't be able to keep any secrets at all!
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Duanyang Princess Mansion
"Princess." The maid stepped into the room cautiously and whispered, "The time has come."
Duanyang whined, huddled in the man's arms, rubbed the man's chest like a spoiled child, and said in a coquettish tone, "A Chong, are you going back home again?"
Qi Chong was lying on the bed with his upper body naked. Hearing this, he took a sip on her cheek and said in a deep voice, "Princess, are you reluctant to let me go?"
"Nonsense, do you need me to explain this clearly?" Duanyang sat up straight, the feather quilt on his body slipped off, revealing a spring scene, "You heartless!"
Qi Chong couldn't stop laughing, hugged Duanyang, smelled the incense on her body, and whispered, "Don't worry, princess, I will come back tomorrow."
Duanyang moved, his eyes fell on the half-dead man beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he shouted in a thin voice, "A Chong, it's still early, how about... let's do it again?"
Qi Chong smiled contentedly, his fingertips slid across her slender waist, and his voice became a little hoarse, "The princess invites you kindly, how can I have the courage to refuse?"
Duanyang laughed repeatedly, turned to look at the maid aside, raised his chin, "Go, wake up that bitch, and let him watch us having fun with his own eyes."
"...Yes." The maid did not dare to raise her head and responded softly, then turned and walked towards the man.
The man's hands were locked by iron rings, his head hung low, as if he had lost consciousness for a long time. The color of the clothes on his body was no longer distinguishable, and it still exuded a stench.
The maid walked up to him, raised her hand with familiar movements, picked up the water ladle from the wooden bucket on the side, and poured a ladle of salt water on the man.
The man remained motionless, as if he had been used to this for a long time.
The maid gritted her teeth, pulled out the red-hot iron from the charcoal brazier nearby, and pressed it hard on the man's body.
There was a slight smell in the air, and the man finally made some movement. He groaned, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the three people in front of him.
Seeing the man wake up, Duanyang sneered and wrapped his arms around Qi Chong, making an unpleasant sound.
The maid threw down the iron, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito, "Consort... slave... I'm sorry..."
The man chuckled softly, raised his eyelids, and looked at the two people overlapping each other without any waves.
As long as he is obedient enough and allows Duanyang to insult him, someone in this house will be less injured.
A woman's moan came to his ears, and the man frowned in disgust and looked away.
"Lu Qingfeng, keep your dog eyes open and watch!" Duanyang moved his body with a crazy look on his face, "Watch carefully, how will my life be without you!"
Lu Qingfeng's expression did not change, and he just smiled sarcastically when he heard this.
When Duanyang saw that he didn't speak, he became angry. He picked up a tea cup and smashed it on his head, "Look carefully, who is better between me and that Fu Hongyu!"
The warm tea fell down his forehead, mixed with blood, and also awakened the wounds nearby, causing a dull pain.
Hearing the name of his former lover, Lu Qingfeng's expression changed slightly. He raised his head with all his strength and said in a disdainful tone, "You are a princess of a country and your behavior is unsightly. How are you different from those women in Fireworks and Willow Alley?"
"Ah...no." Lu Qingfeng curled his lips and smiled, his eyes full of numbness, "I was wrong. Prostitutes are greedy for money to make a living. You can't even compare to one of those prostitutes' fingers! Slut!"
Duanyang stopped moving, causing Qi Chong below him to look displeased.
"What did you say?" Duanyang smiled ferociously, got off the bed naked, and gritted his teeth, "Do you think your life is too long?"
