Yan Xingyue rarely goes out, but once in a while, when she comes back from an outing, she sees her fiancée who she just lived with——
Smoke someone.
The rope was even the same one he used to catch the chicken.
"Do you accept it? Tell me! Who sent you!"
'Snapped--'
"Ouch!!!"
The man who was forced to kneel with his butt raised let out a painful cry, his voice hoarse and shrill, as if he was enduring great pain.
Yan Xingyue: Why haven’t I gotten used to it yet?
"What are you doing."
Yan Xingyue moved his lips. Logically speaking, his voice should be drowned out by others, but Xiang Fengyu caught it immediately.
She stopped what she was doing, feeling a little annoyed.
[This is the third time, why don’t you remind me this time]
System: [Just want to be mean, no reason]
Xiang Fengyu: "..."
I really want to smoke you too.
Coughing in a low voice, Xiang Fengyu threw away the belt in his hand, walked over and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile: "You are back. I caught this man on the spot trying to do something evil. I am interrogating him. .”
Yan Xingyue looked at the 'prisoner' lying on the ground waiting for the next whip but failed.
Is he really the one who wants to do evil things?
"Why don't I remember you entering the police station?"
Yan Xingyue walked over and looked down at the man whose face was covered with runny nose and tears and looked very painful.
The implication: It’s not the police who interrogate prisoners.
Xiang Fengyu and Yan Xingyue looked at each other for a moment, and finally went to wash their hands silently.
"If he kills me, there must be someone behind it."
After speaking, she glanced at Xiang Fengyu.
[It’s definitely not our Yueyue, Yueyue is a little pauper, how can we spend money to find a killer]
"...You've crossed a line."
Yan Xingyue said in a cold voice.
Xiang Fengyu: [...Did I accidentally say it? 】
System: [Yes, and the tone is very arrogant]
Xiang Fengyu raised his hands in surrender: "Private Marseille, Yueyue Sang..."
Yan Xingyue didn't reply. He picked up the man kneeling on the ground with one hand, turned around and left.
Looking at the back of the tall but thin Xiaoying Yangzi, Xiang Fengyu showed a surprised expression.
[Lin Daiyu changed Lu Zhishen? ? ? ? 】
She can't lift both hands, okay?
Out of trust in the male protagonist (pretended), Xiang Fengyu did not ask about the whereabouts of the air conditioner, but instead took him to the public restroom on the first floor when Yan Xingyue came back.
"Before I interrogated him, I forced him to install the air conditioner. I also asked him to repair the lights in the corridor, the range hood in the kitchen, and the smart toilet on the first floor."
Xiang Fengyu pointed to the toilet that had been broken for a long time and said excitedly.
Thinking of the fraudster, Yan Xingyue felt that he should thank himself.
If you fall into the hands of Xiang Fengyu, you will have to be recommended to the King of Hell to work in hell, but if he does it, he will make sure to go clean.
"Assist with defecation...?"
Yan Xingyue's memory is very good, so good that he can detect in time if there is a missing brick outside.
He didn't remember that the smart toilet had this function.
His dark eyes glanced at the people around him, and he thought without any disturbance in his heart...
Are you finally going to take action?
A monitor, a remote-controlled bomb, or something else...
"Oh, you noticed, I specially asked him to install this function. It's very useful."
Xiang Fengyu reached out and pressed it, and then——
The toilet sang.
'Come on, work hard, poop hard, it doesn't matter if you can't poop out, just treat it like a fart~'
As the magical children's song echoed, Yan Xingyue turned around and closed her eyes.
He overestimated Xiang Fengyu and insulted his own IQ.
"What's wrong, you're not satisfied?"
Xiang Fengyu thought to himself, isn't this good? There are people cheering you up when you poop, but that doesn't help. What's the point?
Yan Xingyue looked at Xiang Fengyu who was very satisfied with his arrangement, and couldn't help but think of what Xiang Xia had said to him today.
The overwhelming comments about bitter tea on the Internet didn't seem to affect him at all. In private, he still looked like a noble man. He took off his sunglasses and glanced at the person coming, and said: "What did I promise you to Xiang Fengyu? I'll pay double." .”
Yan Xingyue's voice was light: "She gave me her uterus."
Xiang Xia: "..."
? ? ?
Without waiting for Xiang Xia's reaction, Yan Xingyue glanced at Xiang Xia's flat belly, and a quick emotion flashed across his dark eyes.
"I didn't expect that Second Young Master Xiang would have two."
Xiang Xia: "..."
Damn it, Xiang Fengyu, I want to call the police.
"You know, the Xiang family doesn't want to be at odds with Yan."
"When something happened to the Yan family, it was the Xiang family who stepped forward to help immediately. Otherwise, I'm afraid the house wouldn't be your turn."
"Both of our families have experienced trauma because of the same person. If you do this now, if your mother is still alive, you won't be afraid of chilling her heart."
Xiang Xia originally thought that these words would anger the person opposite him, but Yan Xingyue didn't react at all. He just fiddled with the decorative feathers on the plate in front of him. Even though the other person mentioned his mother, his mood was not affected at all.
"You sent someone to kill her."
Without giving Xiang Xia a chance to take the initiative, Yan Xingyue went straight to the point.
Xiang Xia admitted decisively: "Yes."
Windwhisper be damned.
Without her, his mother would not have died tragically in the delivery room, so how could she have the heart to leave Xiang Shilan alone.
He still remembered that when Xiang Shilan was born, she was thin and small, and her breathing was so weak, as if she would die in the next second.
The three brothers didn't like her at first. If she hadn't been pregnant, her mother wouldn't have died in such a miserable state.
But the grief-stricken father spoke again after a month, and what he said was: "She is the last 'relic' left by your mother to us."
Thinking of this, Xiang Xia's eyes showed unconcealed hatred: "Do you also want to say that the grudges between parents are none of her business?"
A hint of sarcasm flashed through his beautiful sharp eyes, and he said softly: "Jiang Zhi was raised very well, so well that...he has no idea where his family's money comes from."
When the name Jiang Zhi was mentioned, Yan Xingyue's expression changed slightly.
"This is the Yan family's own business."
His tone became colder, as if he was angry, but his dark eyes were still calm, and a closer look showed that he was not.
Yan Xingyue seemed to have finally lost his patience and stood up without looking at him again.
"If Xiang Fengyu wants to die, I must kill him."
Xiang Xia looked at his back coldly.
"Are you going to go against the Xiang family?"
Yan Xingyue stopped and his hoarse voice floated into Xiang Xia's ears.
"No, I'm helping you."
Xiang Xia sneered.
The timeline is pulled back to the present——
Looking at Xiang Fengyu who was complacent about a shitting nursery rhyme in front of him, Yan Xingyue thought——
It's really troublesome to offend Xiang Fengyu.
But not too much trouble.
