When Xiang Fengyu saw that Yan Xingyue was silent, he hesitated and took a step forward: "Who is your master?"
The man in black seemed not to notice her, his disdain written silently on his face.
Seeing this, Xiang Fengyu tilted his head: "You don't understand, do you?"
It doesn't matter, she can change the language.
"Woof woof woof woof?"
Man in black:"………"
Call me a dog.
The corners of Yan Xingyue's lips curved slightly.
"You go back first."
Passing the bag in his hand, he walked up to Xiang Fengyu when the man in black reacted and was about to attack, and blocked the other person's anger without leaving a trace.
Seeing that his face was calm and no different from usual, Xiang Fengyu nodded.
"Okay, if he makes things difficult for you..."
Xiang Fengyu raised his head and glanced at the tall, thick-waisted man in black, and said in a low voice: "Just ask the police dog for help. The police is a human being after all, and he can't understand human speech."
Yan Xingyue nodded in agreement: "Yes, okay."
Looks serious.
"..."
I fucking understand what you're scolding me for!
Watching Yan Xingyue get into the car, Xiang Fengyu turned to look at the Internet cafe he walked out of.
"Yan Xingyue really went to play games..."
Unable to think of any reason, Xiang Fengyu temporarily put aside his doubts and walked toward the subway entrance.
Not long after she left, the cleaner in charge of the area opened the trash can and found a twisted body inside.
The cleaner's fingers trembled, and then he calmly called the police.
The law and order in this city is very chaotic, and corpses and other things have become commonplace.
It's just... this deceased person seems a bit familiar.
His cloudy eyes looked at the man's face for a moment, and then his eyes widened.
"The sky has eyes..."
The old man closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell from his dry skin.
He opened his phone tremblingly and dug out the photo in the photo album.
"Xiao Zhen, have you seen it? This guy named Liu finally got his comeuppance."
In the photo, there are vague smiling faces of a family of three.
Soon, the police arrived at the scene one after another.
The deceased's name was 'Liu Dafa', the vice president of Tiantai Group.
According to his assistant, he was supposed to be at a dinner party at this time, and for some reason the body appeared in the trash can.
The woman with sassy short hair and wearing a police uniform turned her head and looked at the Internet cafe next to her.
"I'll call up the surveillance."
...
[System, did you see the license plate number of that car clearly? 】
On the subway, Xiang Fengyu asked about the system.
The latter answered simply: [That is Xiang’s car]
Xiang Fengyu was surprised: [From the Xiang family? Why did Xiang Dongchen find Yan Xingyue? 】
Needless to say, this pretentious way of asking bodyguards to 'invite people' must have been Xiang Dongchen's work.
[Xiang Shilan was bitten by a tiger, and this kind of trouble happened again at the Xiang family banquet. He should be very busy. Why are you looking for Yan Xingyue at this juncture? 】
This paragraph does not exist in the original book.
Because 'Xiang Fengyu' died as soon as he appeared, the character Yan Xingyue has never had any intersection with the Xiang family.
[I haven’t gotten back the original owner’s things yet, so I just took this opportunity to make a trip]
...
"Whisper to the wind?"
The housekeeper was a little surprised when he heard the servant's report.
The servant nodded: "She said she would come and pack her things."
The butler nodded to indicate that he understood: "There is no need to report to the young master."
Xiang Fengyu has always been an invisible person in this family. They are all elders of the Xiang family. They know what happened back then very well, and they hate her no less than the young masters who lost their mothers.
"Warn her not to wander around. The young master is meeting guests on the third floor."
The servant conveyed the words to Xiang Fengyu in a cold tone.
Xiang Fengyu: Thank you Lao Tie, I am worried that I don’t know where Yan Xingyue is.
"Oh, thanks."
Her smile became more genuine and she smiled at the cold-faced servant.
Looking at the small dimples on her cheeks, the latter was stunned for a moment.
If you don't reach out to hit the smiling person, the servant can't say anything more.
Looking at Xiang Fengyu's back, he thought that the rumors were true. She seemed to have really changed. He didn't even know that Xiang Fengyu was actually a pretty good-looking girl.
Even a bit like...
Thinking of this, the servant's expression changed, and he slapped himself a few times, blaming himself for thinking such a thing.
Xiang Fengyu walked into the original owner's room.
She has had no sense of presence in this family since she was a child, and even the room she lives in is not even a servant.
Xiang Fengyu took the box and took away all the remaining clothes, and then dragged a box out from under the bed.
Those were some inspired poems by the original author when he wrote "Lights Out" earlier, as well as some character settings and details that were not used in the book.
Looking at these things that did not constitute evidence, but could still be helpful, she curled her lips.
"Don't worry, as long as I live, I will help you clear up your 'plagiarism' grievances."
After looking for things, Xiang Fengyu quickly reached the third floor with the help of the system.
The original owner had been banned from coming here since he was a child and was not familiar with it at all.
The memory of the past was useless, so Xiang Fengyu had no choice but to explore on his own.
Compared to the two floors below, there are almost no servants on the third floor.
Just when she was observing the layout, the system suddenly said: [Someone is coming]
Xiang Fengyu opened the door next to him and ducked in.
There were strong footsteps outside.
"I can knock him down with one punch. He looks like a girl. What is the young master afraid of?"
"Shh, the young master certainly has his reasons, don't talk nonsense, be careful that the walls have ears."
Xiang Fengyu stuck his butt against the door: Who is calling me?
When the footsteps passed, Xiang Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to open the door and go out, she caught something with her peripheral vision and was suddenly paused.
"Eh?"
I had just been hiding to take a closer look at this room, but now I was a little surprised.
She looked at the huge painting on the opposite wall.
The portrait shows a very beautiful long-haired woman. She is sitting upright in a comfortable cotton and linen dress, holding a boy in her arms. She looks at the camera with a gentle smile in her eyes.
"This is……"
Mrs. Xiang?
She could see the shadows of Xiang Dongchen and Xiang Xia between each other's eyebrows.
On the contrary, Xiang Shilan... had no resemblance to her at all.
"I don't mean to disturb your wife, I'm going out right away."
Just as he was about to turn around, the system said again: [Someone is coming in! 】
Xiang Fengyu whispered "offense" without thinking, and then hid in the closet.
The next second, the door was opened and then closed.
I don't know if she was too nervous, but Xiang Fengyu didn't even hear the footsteps.
Just when I was wondering if this person had drifted in, I looked up and the closet door was opened. A figure quickly and silently flashed in. After closing the door, I tilted my head and noticed Xiang Fengyu.
The two looked at each other.
Xiang Fengyu: "...you."
"Do not talk."
The two of them were so close that when the other opened his mouth, his breath came out, giving Xiang Fengyu goosebumps.
She twisted with some discomfort, then froze, and then squeezed the person next to her, saying with a face full of obsession: "You smell so good, Yueyue, I really want to put you in my trouser pocket, and take it out to plug my nostrils when nothing happens." Come and smell it."
The person next to me, that is, Yan Xingyue: "..."
