Xiang Fengyu opened the curtains and was stunned for a moment after his eyes glanced at the extra tree at the end that had grown overnight.
Mrs. Yan's figure had long since disappeared from the bed. Xiang Fengyu put on a sweater and hurried downstairs.
I opened the refrigerator, and sure enough, it was empty.
The thief was finally sacrificed...
Thinking of last night's roasted sweet potatoes, Xiang Fengyu guessed that Yan Xingyue must have seen it, otherwise he wouldn't have bought her roasted sweet potatoes.
Xiang Fengyu actually has some small thoughts of her own. Her kindness towards Mrs. Yan is true, but she mainly wants to take this opportunity to ease the relationship with Yan Xingyue.
At least don't let the other party keep thinking about your head.
By the way——
"Where is Yan Xingyue..."
[Shall I help you look for it? 】The system opens.
Xiang Fengyu waved his hand quickly: [Of course not! 】
Of course it would be best if you don’t take the initiative to meet the male protagonist!
[If I Xiang Fengyu takes the initiative to find him, I will be his son! 】
Yan Xingyue, who thought that killing someone last night would alleviate his condition, didn't know what went wrong. He curled up on the bed with a sickly flushed face.
Over the years, he has long been accustomed to various illnesses, and he will be fine as long as he endures them...
In the drowsiness, the bed suddenly sank, and then a call came from my ears.
"Dad, wake up... you are my living dad..."
Yan Xingyue: "......"
Even if he was not clear-headed, he knew that he would not be able to have a talking daughter at the age of twenty.
Lifting his heavy eyelids, Yan Xingyue glanced over.
A girl with a messy ball on her head and a pair of black-rimmed glasses appeared in his field of vision.
His eyes are big, and when he looks at people, he smiles before he speaks. He has a pear dimple on his cheek, and his eyebrows are beautiful and smart.
With his fingers moving slightly, he touched the knife in his sleeve.
"How did you get in..."
Yan Xingyue's throat felt like it was burning, and her voice was weak and hoarse.
"He walked in."
Xiang Fengyu held his head and fed him saliva, her eyes burning hotter than when she held his pajamas and sniffed him.
"Xiang Xia called me and wanted to see me."
Xiang Fengyu said quickly while he didn't close his eyes, for fear that he would die if it was any later.
Yan Xingyue closed his eyes.
"so?"
He knew that it must be Xiang Xia who discovered that Xiang Fengyu was alive and couldn't contact him, so he wanted to call someone over to find out.
Xiang Feng Yuxin said why, if I really leave, you are not allowed to chase me.
"You go with me."
The original owner was forced to come to Yan's house with very little luggage. Most of his things were in Xiang's room. There were many poems written by the original owner when he was a child. Those things would be useful if he wanted to avenge the original owner in the future.
Yan Xingyue didn't speak, his messy forehead covered his dark eyes, and his breathing was pitifully weak.
Xiang Fengyu gritted his teeth.
"I'm going to ask for the money, and if I get it, I'll give you half of it."
The original owner relied on scholarships to go to school, never from his family. Xiang Shilan studied abroad and traveled around the world. The original owner had to serve dishes in restaurants for living expenses. After graduation, he lost his freedom and was forced to be 'sold' to the Yan family.
She can't decide her origin, and she won't comment on what happened before, but if the original owner is asked to replace Xiang Shilan, she should be compensated no matter what.
What's wrong with money, what's wrong with the world.
Yan Xiaobingyangzi, who was also worldly, opened his eyes.
"There's a wheelchair in the cupboard."
Xiang Fengyu grinned: "Yueyue, you are just a little pig. People all over the world want to make you into a roast suckling pig, so don't worry, I will take good care of you."
After saying that, he immediately stood up and went to find a wheelchair as Yan Xingyue said.
[With the male protagonist in hand, I have the world]
No matter what evil ideas Xiang Xia came up with, she wasn't afraid anymore.
The system said that her mission was to 'survive'. Logically speaking, she should be fine if she escaped the male protagonist's opening kill, but she vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
The biggest reason why Xiang Fengyu is hated by the whole family is that her mother is currently locked up in a mental hospital.
She got pregnant through a scheme, and went to the door with her pregnant belly open, causing her first wife to die in childbirth. Xiang's father was depressed because of the death of his wife. The three boys took the sister their mother gave birth to at her own risk and supported each other as they grew up.
And every time the daughter of the murderer who caused all this, the child with half the same blood as them, appeared, it was like a needle prick, reminding them not to forget this hatred.
Although the original owner is innocent, no one would want this product of his father's betrayal to die.
"Well……"
Xiang Fengyu was surprised when he opened the cabinet.
I originally thought it was just an ordinary cabinet for storing clothes, but I didn't expect that when I opened it, I found such a large space inside.
It can hold several living people...
Whether it was an illusion or not, she even thought that the stain in the corner looked similar to blood.
Just as he was about to stretch his head and take a closer look, Yan Xingyue's hoarse voice came from over there.
"What's wrong."
Xiang Fengyu poked his head in and found that he had stood up at some point and was leaning on the hard head of the bed and looking at her.
Even though he was sick, there was a hint of illness in his beautiful brows, and his dark eyes were not weak in the slightest. If he dared to take advantage of his illness to kill him, his plans would be in vain.
"This cabinet..."
He spoke to the wind.
In Yan Xingyue's unwavering gaze, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, his face flushed with excitement, and he looked more like the one with a fever.
"I'm thinking--"
"A closet this big can just fit me in, so I can hide in and spy on you."
Yan Xingyue closed his eyes.
I originally wanted to kill him later.
Not daring to look at the stain anymore, Xiang Fengyu took out the wheelchair and took out the small blanket hanging in the cabinet.
If you are a little sick, don't die before you reach the battlefield.
"By the way, thank you for the roasted sweet potatoes last night."
Xiang Fengyu pushed the wheelchair over and smiled at him.
Unlike the perverted smile, this smile is so bright that it can clear away all the gloom.
As if being stabbed, Yan Xingyue lowered his eyes and stood up slowly.
"I want to take a shower first."
Xiang Fengyu raised his eyebrows: "You still have a fever."
Yan Xingyue pushed the wheelchair with both hands and said lightly: "I can't die."
Thumbs up to Fengyu.
He is really my living dad.
"It doesn't matter. If something happens to you, I will save your body and put it in the bedroom for decoration. If nothing happens, I will strip it naked and taste it."
Yan Xingyue: "......"
You're forcing me to die without a complete body, right?
Xiang Fengyu went back and changed his clothes. When he came out, Yan Xingyue was already downstairs.
[Wait a minute...how did he get downstairs in a wheelchair? ? ? 】
"Aren't you leaving?"
Without giving Xiang Feng Yu a chance to ask, Yan Xingyue coughed and urged.
Taking a bath did not make him feel better. On the contrary, his face became weaker, his expression was gaunt, and he was too beautiful to be alive.
Anyone who looked at him could tell that there was something wrong with his body and he was very uncomfortable.
Although he felt sorry, Xiang Fengyu was very satisfied with the effect.
"He said someone would come pick us up."
As if he was afraid that Xiang Fengyu wouldn't go, Xiang Xia specially sent someone to pick him up.
The driver stood outside the door, his eyebrows already a little impatient.
Xiang Fengyu's status in the Xiang family was such that even the servants looked down upon him. He could not help but be angry that someone he usually never looked down upon actually kept him waiting for so long.
"This shelf is quite big."
The driver was so angry that he didn't even notice that Xiang Fengyu, who usually walked with his head down, had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Pushing the slightly sick fiancé over, Xiang Feng Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Really? I can be even bigger."
With that said, she let go of the handle of the wheelchair, held her chest and slightly raised her chin, saying proudly: "You say, princess, please get in the car."
"Otherwise I will just stand here today and let Xiang Xia wait!"
The driver's expression froze.
I don't know whether he was surprised by her different personality or that she dared to call the second young master by his first name.
