I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

Shi Qingfeng covered up the blood-stained area on the left side of her bathrobe with her hand.

"I'm really...a little angry." Shi Qingfeng responded awkwardly: "When I first woke up, my nose ran."

He made an excuse and followed what his elder brother said.

"Haha..." Shi Qingmo laughed. "You are indeed very angry. Tomorrow... just tomorrow. I will personally go to Yueyue and Chen Chen and ask them to find you a wife in Binshi."

"Brother, it's too late. You should go to rest early. I'm going to bed too, good night." Shi Qingfeng deliberately yawned and closed the door.

"Okay, then you can go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning!" Shi Qingmo agreed and returned to his bedroom.

After Shi Qingfeng heard his elder brother's footsteps disappearing, he covered his painful chest with his hand and dragged his heavy steps to the bedside to sit down.

It hurt so much, as if all the blood vessels in his body were being torn apart, and they would be so tight that they would break at any time.

As soon as he closed his eyes while lying on the bed, a series of harsh and sharp sounds echoed in his ears.

This sound had been ringing in his ears for three nights. As soon as he closed his eyes, the sound would come out naturally.

He grabbed the phone on the bedside table and glanced at the time on it. Eleven past fourteen.

Under the night, there were no stars in the sky, and the wind in the middle of the night was a bit cold.

Shi Qingfeng left the Sheng family's old house alone, searching for the source of the sharp sound. As he walked forward, the sound got closer.

He didn't know how long he walked until he reached a remote forest.

There was a man standing in the woods. He seemed to know that he had arrived, and he turned around. He held an object like a flute in his hand, and the sharp sound he heard in his ears came from that object.

"You...who are you?" Shi Qingfeng held a tree with his hand, barely supporting his body.

There are street lights on both sides of the woods. The light of the street lights is shrouded in the woods, and the visibility is not very strong.

Shi Qingfeng could only see the outline of the man. He should be a man.

"Are you...Bo Yuan...?" He asked tentatively. "No! You are not Lin Boyuan, he is already dead.

His body is still in the crystal hall in the basement of the Sheng family's old house.

He can't be alive. Who are you? "

The black figure opposite did not answer his words, and he blew the sound that had stopped originally.

"Ah..." Shi Qingfeng was too close to that person, and the sound he blew irritated his eardrums, as if his ears were about to burst. "Stop blowing...stop...ah..."

He was rolling on the grass in pain, shouting hysterically.

After a while, the sound finally stopped.

Shi Qingfeng's originally bandaged chest wound, due to excessive rolling, the blood in the wound leaked out through the gauze and the shirt he was wearing.

He was lying on the grass, he had no extra strength, and it seemed very difficult to get up.

The sound of ‘pah pah pah’ came from the lawn.

The man stepped closer to Shi Qingfeng, and finally stood in front of him.

Shi Qingfeng stared at the man's feet. Above the black leather shoes were straight trousers.

He raised his head and saw the belt around the man's waist and the black shirt on top. And his neck, face...

To be precise, it was the mask that the man wore on his face. The mask was very ordinary, just a black mask shell. He couldn't see anything about the man's specific facial features.

"You...who are you? What do you want to do?" Shi Qingfeng grabbed the man's feet with both hands to prevent him from leaving suddenly. "What are you blowing? Why do I...do I sound so miserable?"

"Is it the third day? You can persist for so long. It seems that your perseverance is really extraordinary."

The man finally spoke, but his voice sounded strange. It was obvious that a voice changer was used, and the timbre of his original voice could not be heard.

"Do you want to live? But if you want to live, you have only one choice.

You know better than anyone exactly what to do.

Although you are almost thirty years old, your life only seems to have lasted for more than ten years. Are you willing to do so?

If you are not willing to accept it, then live a good life and find back all the wonderful life you have not experienced..."

"Shut up, shut up..." Shi Qingfeng interrupted him frantically.

The tone and words he spoke really looked like that man.

But he was already dead.

There was a "pop" sound.

The man dropped a bottle in his hand and landed in front of Shi Qingfeng.

"Bringing this back can shorten Shi Xiyue's time. Before Sheng Xichen and the others have developed an antidote, they will let her attack in advance."

"No...no..." Shi Qingfeng shouted in resistance.

"You will definitely do it. If she doesn't die, you will have to die. You have no choice!

Think carefully about who killed your parents. Everything is Shi Xiyue!

They wouldn't have died without her. "

"It's not Yueyue, it's Lin Boyuan! He took advantage of me, locked me up and let me live a life of darkness for more than ten years.

Yueyue is so much younger than me, how could she kill my parents, it wasn't her..."

"It's her!" The man emphasized to Shi Qingfeng again and again. "Without her, how could Lin Boyuan attack the people of the Shi family?

Lin Boyuan wanted to become the master of the Shi family and wanted to get Shi Xiyue. But your parents are not stupid people, only they are dead. Lin Boyuan was able to achieve his wish.

Shi Qingfeng, do you think that your life will really be in vain? Do you want to die like this?

Take this back obediently, as long as you take action. All pain can disappear and your future is smooth. "

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and walked out along the woods.

"Hey... don't leave, who are you? Who are you?

How did you know about Lin Boyuan and how did you know about our Shi family.

Are you the evil poison sage?

Come back...come back..."

The next day, everyone came to the restaurant to eat, except Shi Qingfeng who did not go downstairs.

He didn't come to the restaurant until everyone had eaten half of their meal.

"Qingfeng, come and sit quickly." Shi Qingmo waved to his brother at the door.

"Haha... everyone is not waiting for you, come and have breakfast quickly." Sheng He, as the old master of the Sheng family, said dotingly.

"Young people all like to sleep a little longer. What's the point of waiting?" Shi De said to Sheng He that he didn't have to apologize.

The two old men sometimes quarreled until their faces turned red, and sometimes they were so good that they were inseparable.

"I'm not very hungry. I didn't want to have breakfast. But I was worried that you would wait for me. I'm really sorry." Shi Qingfeng came over and said to everyone.

He didn't sleep well last night, and it was already now when he woke up.