Aunt Mei is not dead.
People even wake up after three days.
On the second night of the incident, a servant who had just entered Xiang's home was found dead in the room.
She was hanged, and the suicide note on the table clearly stated her crime, indicating that she committed suicide out of fear of crime.
The murderer died so hastily, and there was always an inexplicable sense of strangeness about everything.
"Didn't you say that just a little bit of that medicine can poison someone!?"
Xiang Shilan said frantically.
The person on the other side of the phone was frightened: "She didn't take a full sip, she only had a little bit. There's nothing I can do about it, Sister Lan."
I don’t know what kind of bad luck Aunt Mei had to survive.
Mei Qingqing was lying on the hospital bed, feeling very scared.
When she ran back that day, she asked for a drink of water as a habit. As soon as her lips touched the mouth of the bottle, a person suddenly appeared around the corner and bumped into her.
But the water still touched her lips.
She clearly remembered that she passed out on the spot, but was told that she was found at the door.
Even if she got a little bit of it, her life would be in danger. She couldn't believe what would happen if she took a sip.
Such a cruel method would cost her life.
Without deep hatred, one would not kill someone.
"who is it……"
She thought of the blood test certificate she had recently made but had not yet picked up.
So……
Whose interests were harmed by her blood test?
In other words, if there is no evil in his heart, why would he want her to die?
Mei Qingqing's face was as white as a ghost.
If there is really a problem with the identities of Xiang Shilan and Xiang Fengyu...
A feeling of heat surged up in her throat, and Aunt Mei moved her lips and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
...
"Have a holiday?"
Xiang Fengyu gnawed on the chicken leg and looked surprised when he heard this.
Jiang Zhi nodded.
"The producer has hired a lot of people, and there is currently no vacancy in the entire crew. I will give you two days off."
Xiang Fengyu thought it was okay, everyone was working, so it didn't matter if she was the only one left.
Jiang Zhi said it was okay.
"We have already connected the plot later, and there is nothing to change. I talked to the producer, and he said that you have worked hard recently and let you rest for a few days."
Xiang Fengyu thought for a while.
"Okay, then I'm not welcome."
Originally, he wanted to send a message to Yan Xingyue saying that he could go back.
But then I thought about it.
Xiang Fengyu decided not to say anything yet.
Give him a surprise.
I went back to the hotel to pack my luggage, bought the nearest flight ticket, and excitedly took the elevator downstairs to Fengyu.
"Um, sorry——"
Looking down at the phone, not noticing anyone, Xiang Fengyu subconsciously said sorry when he bumped into the other person.
Before she could raise her head to see him clearly, her nose twitched.
The familiar smell that I had fallen asleep to every night suddenly drifted into my nose. Xiang Fengyu was so excited that she stretched out her hand to hug her, raised her head and shouted: "Yueyue!!!"
Sure enough, he ran into a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be unable to penetrate the light.
Yan Xingyue's eyelashes are very long and thick. When she lowers her eyes to look at people, her eyes are so deep that they seem to suck people in.
The pear dimples on the cheeks of Xiang Feng Yu's smile were very obvious, and his eyes were sparkling.
"Fresh Yueyue, it smells so good."
Oddly enough, maybe the licking brought out the emotion.
Xiang Fengyu thought that he would be quite happy when he was out without having to deal with minor illnesses. However, during his free time, he couldn't help but wonder what Yan Xingyue was doing at this time, whether he was feeling unwell, and whether he had gone out again for serious illness. Kill them with special force, and eat unpalatable food to satisfy your taste.
She couldn't complete the daily perverted task, which made her feel like something was missing.
Yan Xingyue took off his scarf and wrapped it around her neck.
"Why are you here? Are you here to pick me up? Jiang Zhi told you."
Filled with Yan Xingyue's scent, Xiang Fengyu walked beside him and couldn't help but look up at him.
Yan Xingyue nodded: "Yes, Jiang Zhi said it."
Xiang Fengyu curled his lips.
This Jiang Zhi is really...
Jiang Zhi, who was looking at the viewfinder: Ah sneeze!
"Aunt!!"
Seeing Mrs. Yan outside the hotel, Xiang Fengyu shouted in surprise.
Then he turned around and said, "Why did you bring auntie with you?"
Yan Xingyue said: "Mom misses you."
Mrs. Yan stood there, staring blankly at the bare grass, without any reaction to the outside world.
Xiang Fengyu curled his lips: "I miss her too. Did you have a good meal while I was away?"
Yan Xingyue said "hmm", opened the car door and carried Xiang Fengyu's box in.
After sitting in the car, Xiang Fengyu didn't take off his scarf. He grabbed the scarf with both hands and buried his nose in it, sniffing around.
While she was smelling, a slender pale hand suddenly stretched out from the left and pulled her scarf away.
Before Xiang Fengyu had time to protest, the hand pressed down on her head, and then a shadow pressed over her, preventing her from moving.
Something warm and soft covered her lips, biting her lips provocatively. All the oxygen was taken away, and Xiang Fengyu had to take the initiative to breathe, but it gave the predator a chance to explore deeper.
She opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her who was pressing her tightly.
Different from the blazing aggression that seemed to devour everything, Yan Xingyue's eyes were unusually calm.
Slightly apart, he asked hoarsely: "Why don't you bite this time?"
Xiang Fengyu was stunned.
After all, Yan Xingyue himself has a face that is ready to kill his wife to achieve enlightenment. It is really hard to imagine that he would do such a thing so naturally and with a sense of aggression.
It's so hot that it doesn't look like him anymore.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Xingyue pecked her lips again.
"No disease, no disaster..."
He murmured something, the volume was so low that Xiang Fengyu didn't hear it since the two of them were so close.
[Dingyan...I kissed Xiaoyangzi again...]
Dingyan's tone was very calm: [I saw it]
[If I push him away now and slap his pretty little face, what will he do?]
Dingyan comforted her: "It's okay, he will choose a flowering tree for you and bury you under it"
What will happen if you reject Yan Xingyue?
It’s unreasonable… No one has ever refused.
Xiang Fengyu was no longer as afraid of him as she was at the beginning. She vaguely felt that the slight illness would not harm her.
But the recent appearance of the heroine Xia Yang reminded her of Yan Xingyue's indulgence in her in the original book.
In the original book, Xia Yang's existence was special to Yan Xingyue, but in the end, at the moment when the two had conflicting interests and had to make a choice, he decisively sent him to the west.
[But I am different. I am not Xia Yang. I want to live in this world, so I will not betray or harm him.]
I am Yan Xingyue and I am pushing! !
Xiang Fengyu calmed down and looked at the person in front of him with focused eyes.
"Yueyue, you can only kiss if you are in love. We are not in a relationship yet."
Xiang Fengyu put his hand behind his back, touched his pert buttocks, and said seriously.
Yan Xingyue took off her dishonest hand.
"Oh, then get married."
You can also kiss when you get married.
Xiang Fengyu: ...It seems to be a bit bullshit.
He heard everything Xiang Fengyu had said to Jiang Zhi before.
But Yan Xingyue didn't take it to heart.
He never felt that he was in love with Xiang Fengyu.
It was always about marriage.
"Even if you are the one who proposes...I will reject your hasty proposal."
Xiang Feng, who couldn't touch his butt and reluctantly started touching his chest muscles, said sternly.
Yan Xingyue bit her cheek flesh.
"Do you want the underwear you just bought?"
A sneer escaped Xiang Fengyu's lips and teeth: "Am I such a casual person?"
"Two, deal."
Yan Xingyue said yes.
Then he got up from her, hugged her, and leaned close to her: "Do it again."
Xiang Fengyu thought for a while.
"also."
“Can saliva be packaged?”
Yan Xingyue kissed her: "No, we will eat and cook now."
Just as he was about to close his eyes, Xiang Fengyu caught sight of something from the corner of his eye and suddenly raised his hand to push Yan Xingyue away.
No push...
"Yue...Yueyue...your mother...your mother..."
"No swearing..."
"No...well...your mother is still...still."
Yan Xingyue stopped, let go and turned to look at Feng Yu.
Mrs. Yan, who was sitting obediently in the back seat, lowered her head and played with her fingers, turning a deaf ear to everything happening in the outside world.
Xiang Fengyu glanced at him with resentment.
"Unfilial son."
Yan Xingyue rubbed her lips with her fingers: "I forgot."
Then he said calmly with a calm face, as if he was talking about what to eat at night: "Doctor Zhang said -"
"Tian Tian is dying."
