After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Seeing how much hatred the fourth brother had, Si Mianmian felt even more proud.

But when I think about someone else upstairs, I feel worried.

"Fourth brother, since you are back, why don't you help me persuade Brother Su Liang?"

"What's up with him?"

"He said he recognized the bed and wanted to live back in Changhong Garden."

Si Zehuai only wanted to deal with Si Nian now and was not interested in other things.

So he casually said: "I can come back as long as he can write the script."

"No, Fourth Brother, have you forgotten why we took him home?" Si Mianmian suddenly became anxious, "If he goes back to live in Changhong Garden, we won't be able to find him even if we want to look for him."

"Changhongyuan won't let us in. When the time comes, he will shrink in and won't come out. What will happen to the script?"

"Fourth brother, we must watch him write the script."

Si Mianmian became more and more anxious as he spoke, and his eye circles turned red.

"Fourth brother, my mother wants you to help me. If Su Liang can't write the script before the end of the year, all of my mother's plans will come to nothing."

"What should you do if your mother doesn't let you play racing when she gets angry?"

When it came to racing, Si Zehuai's lifeline was instantly grasped.

"Then don't let him move."

"Well, he must not be allowed to move."

While the brother and sister were talking, there were footsteps and the sound of dragging things upstairs.

Looking up, he saw Su Liang had packed his luggage and was going downstairs.

Si Mianmian looked a little embarrassed. She didn't know how much Su Liang had heard, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was not wrong. She paid Su Liang to write the script.

"Fourth Young Master Si, since you are back, let me tell you that I want to go back to Changhong Garden. I want to take the bed. I can't sleep well here and I can't write a good script."

Su Liang got straight to the point. He originally contacted Si Zezheng and Si Zewen privately and wanted to communicate with them about the script.

But for some reason, Si Zezheng turned off his phone, Si Zewen couldn't contact him, and he didn't know what they were doing.

Just when he heard that Si Zehuai was back, he simply packed his luggage and decided to go back.

Si Zehuai stopped him: "I haven't agreed to let you go yet."

Su Liang frowned and said half-seriously: "I'm not used to living here, so I really can't write it."

One reason is that he can't write it down, and the other reason is that he is very annoyed that this family comes to urge him several times a day. He has endured it again and again before, but today he really can't bear it anymore.

"If you have any dissatisfaction with the environment, just raise it."

"I'm not dissatisfied, I just want to accept the bed." Could it be that Su Liang was too tired of being pushed for manuscripts?

The two most annoying things for any screenwriter are being plagiarized and being rushed!

Si Zehuai smiled evilly: "Tsk, this is easy to handle."

He stretched out his hand, Su Liang was confused, "What?"

"Changhongyuan's key card."

Su Liang didn't understand: "What do you want to do?"

"I'll take someone to move your bed over, so you won't recognize the bed, right?"

Su Liang's face turned completely dark. When he said he wanted to take the bed, he was just implying it. Is this person pretending not to understand, or does he really not understand?

"Ink stains!"

Si Zehuai was impatient, grabbed Su Liang's arm, and reached around Su Liang's body with one hand to touch around.

Su Liang realized that it was useless to resist. Si Zehuai had taken away his cell phone and key card.

"The mobile phone will also interfere with your creation, so please leave it to me for safekeeping first."

Putting his mobile phone and card into his pocket, Si Zehuai waved to the servant.

"Come here and send Screenwriter Su back to the room."

The two servants came over quickly. Su Liang was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but was surrounded.

"You are illegally imprisoned!"

Si Zehuai: "What illegal imprisonment? We signed a contract."

"The contract doesn't require me to live in your house!"

"Then I have no control over it. You must stay, and the script must be written for me before the year."

"I want to call the police!" Su Liang shouted, trying to break out of the encirclement and escape, but the servants swarmed him, grabbed his arms and pulled them behind him.

Now, he couldn't move at all. His arm hurt whenever he moved it, and he could only stare at Si Zehuai with his teeth bared.

"Your second and third brothers and I are all good friends. Aren't you afraid that they will find out about how you treat me?"

"So what if they know? But you reminded me." Si Zewen said to a servant, "Unplug the network cable in his room soon, and don't give him a chance to inform people outside."

"Si Zehuai! Even if you lock me up, you can't force me if I don't want to write!"

Su Liang scratched his neck and shouted. He knew that if he was locked in that door, it would not be that easy to get out.

Si Mianmian was worried: "Fourth brother, what if he refuses to write?"

"Don't worry." Si Zehuai touched the top of Si Mianmian's head, his eyes showing cunning and cruelty.

There is no one he wants to control that he cannot control.

"If you don't write it, I will make your hidden illness public on the Internet and let everyone know about you..."

Si Zehuai's eyes moved down and landed on a certain position with a playful smile.

Su Liang felt chills running down his spine and his breath was stuck in his throat. He could no longer speak or resist.

Si Mianmian watched in surprise as Su Liang was pulled upstairs by the servant.

"Fourth brother, what kind of hidden disease is this?" She was really curious!

Si Zehuai said meaningfully: "Don't worry about the children."

Si Mianmian pursed his lips, thinking that he must find out, and at the same time he was a little resentful.

The family obviously has leverage over Su Liang, so why did they still spend money to ask Su Liang to write a script before? Can't you just let him write it for free?

Fortunately, the money has not been given out yet. When Su Liang finishes writing the script, if she is still so short of money, she will ask her mother not to settle the royalties yet!

After handling the matter, Si Zehuai felt relaxed, as if the anger he had suffered in the hospital had finally come out.

He put his arm around Si Mianmian's shoulders and said, "Mianmian, how is fourth brother doing with this matter?"

"Fourth brother is so awesome!"

"Hmph," Si Zehuai hugged Renwaiwang and walked away, "There is something even more powerful. Doesn't the watchdog of Changhongyuan look down on us, brother and sister?"

"Fourth brother, do you want revenge?"

"Of course I want revenge."

He had previously sent people to take revenge on the guard of Changhong Garden. However, the little guard was a bit skilled, and all the people he sent could not defeat him. Once he had alerted the snake, it would be difficult to take action again.

Now that Su Liang's head of household is stuck, he must make the watchdog of Changhong Garden look good!

Si Mianmian was also interested, "Shall we go now?"

"Well, doesn't Su Liang recognize the bed? Let's go get the bed and beat the watchdog on the way."

The brother and sister went straight to Changhong Garden.

What a coincidence, I met Si Nian again this time!

Si Nian received a call from Mrs. Yu. Mrs. Yu had severe morning sickness today and hoped that Si Nian could come to help.

Si Nian rushed over and met Si Zehuai and Si Mianmian at the door.

Si Nian came by taxi, and it was difficult to enter Changhong Garden by taxi, so Si Nian planned to get off the car and walk in.

As a result, just after getting off the car, a car stopped behind, and Si Mianmian and Si Zehuai got out.

The two sides met each other's eyes, and Sinian looked away disdainfully and walked onto the sidewalk to go in.

The guard recognized that Si Nian was a distinguished guest and let him go directly.

Si Zehuai said mockingly: "Wait a minute, who allowed her to go in?"