Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"Let the person in." Yan Yue retracted his gaze, his tone cold and murderous.

"Yes...sir." Li Du stepped back.

Xu Qing, who had been sitting on the sofa in the front hall watching all night, had not been able to interrupt because of Li Du's arrival. When he heard that the woman was coming, he stood up and passed by Yan Yue: "Instead of being chased away, I'll go out first and be back in half an hour."

Yan Yue nodded.

The first sound was the rapid stomping of high heels and a somewhat torn woman's voice, clamoring into the front hall.

"Yan Yue, what do you mean?!"

"You killed your two uncles? And now you have someone take Yan Zhengqi away?"

"He is your cousin, let him go!"

"If you release them now, everyone will forgive you for your impulsive behavior last night. As long as you give up some shares of the group, Zhengqi will also forgive you."

Yan Yue has countless "cousins" and various relatives who make up the entire huge Yan family. Listening to the woman's words, he sneered. One of the two people who died yesterday was Yan Zhengqi's biological father. He believed in forgiveness.

There is no family affection in the Yan family.

Even, there can be no blood relationship.

Since the dead cannot be pursued, we should naturally make use of them in exchange for greater benefits.

"What are you laughing at? Don't you forget your father..."

Yan Yue sneered and raised his eyes: "I think you forgot how he died."

"How many years have you been dead? Your belly is finally swelling up."

Shen Lianxin subconsciously covered her belly, which was barely visible, and a hint of coldness flashed across her still charming face: "You hired someone to monitor me?"

When Yan Yue's father was alive, Shen Lianxin came to power, and she was determined to get pregnant with a "dragon seed" and divide the family property with Yan Yue. However, before she could succeed, the man died.

Yan Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm: "Are you here to plead for the father of the child in your belly?"

Yan Zhengqi, his cousin, and Shen Lianxin, his stepmother.

The Yan family is such a filthy and dirty existence, and he is trapped in it for the sake of Yan family's eternal wealth and power.

It's ridiculous.

"How do you know!" Shen Lianxin's face changed, and then suddenly turned pale, realizing that she had admitted it too quickly.

"Well, so what!"

"Today I want you to release Yan Zhengqi."

Yan Yue leaned back in his chair, not angry at all, as he was used to it. "Go back, Yan Zhengqi will be sent back."

"living."

"And you, this is the last time."

Shen Lianxin finally sobered up a little. Did he want to fight back? In the end, she didn't dare. In recent years, Yan Yue seemed to be getting crazier and crazier. Who knows, he might really do anything.

"If you don't interfere with me, I won't come."

"Okay, I'll go."

Shen Lianxin turned around and looked up inadvertently, and unexpectedly saw a woman in the corridor on the third floor. She was a young woman, wearing high-end home clothes, with sleepy eyes and a cold expression.

She frowned, and suddenly a chilling warning sounded behind her: "Don't look at what you shouldn't be looking at."

"If you still want the eyes."

Shen Lianxin felt a chill on the back of her neck and was puzzled. She hurried out in her high heels and suddenly heard Yan Yue's voice behind her: "After the child is born, take him to your husband's grave to show him."

This happened after his father's death, and she still wanted to make him angry and let him see with his own eyes how she cheated on him. Shen Lianxin didn't dare to refute and stepped faster.

He walked outside the courtyard and approached Li Du: "Li Du, do you know who the woman in Yan Yue's villa is?"

"When will it be available?"

If it were in the past, Li Du might have revealed something, but after the almost explicit threat just now, he dared not say more: "Madam, I don't know either."

"Hmph." Shen Lianxin left.

Li Du turned back and was about to go in when he was stopped by Liu Shan who was standing at the door: "Sir, you are not allowed in now, especially you."

Li Du: “…”

In the front hall, after a night, Yan Yue didn't know how to get along with this woman. When she came downstairs and sat at the dining table, Yan Yue paused, turned around and asked someone to deliver the meal. It was almost noon now, and the servant made a simple hot meal, brought it over and left.

"Who was that just now?" Hua Xia asked casually.

Yan Yue looked at her sleepy face and said, "It's not someone."

"Oh." Hua Xia didn't care, the system had already given the answer.

Yan Yue watched Hua Xia eat, paused, and followed her a little: "If you want to go somewhere, you can tell me, or call me."

This attitude is really strange.

"Oh."

Yan Yue: "...If you want to do anything, you can tell them."

Hua Xia stopped drinking soup with the spoon, lowered her eyes and smiled: "Okay."

"Then if I say you are ill, will you still come to me? Yan Yue~"

He was teased...

Yan Yue: “…Yeah.”

Still.

Hua Xia smiled and said, "Oh~"

After lunch, Hua Xia went back to her room to play games, Yan Yue stayed in the front hall, and Xu Qing was 'summoned'. After a thorough examination with instruments and interviews, he found it a little strange, because Shen Lianxin, that woman, came during Yan Yue's illness and walked out safely.

"It's no big deal...your placebo is working really fast."

After all, when Xu Qing came back yesterday, he thought the situation was getting worse. Bleeding during the period of depression was really irreversible.

"Why did I see you leading someone to your room yesterday?" Xu Qing asked while packing his things.

Yan Yue paused for an unnoticeable moment: "Hmm..."

"Nothing happened."

Xu Qing turned his head suddenly, his pupils shrank: "What are you explaining?!"

What can Yan Yue do during his illness? Besides, this person has emotional disorders. Can he feel his own emotions? He is a man who has been a c-class man for thousands of years and keeps people at a distance. It would be strange if he is interested in these things, considering the dirty things of his parents and the Yan family.

It seems really strange right now.

Isn't it a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt by suddenly explaining this? How could he say this for no reason? It's obvious that he had thought about it before explaining it!

"Ayue, no, do you really want to?"

Yan Yue's handsome face was tense: "...No..."

The medicine could not be stopped, so Xu Qing drove away to get it. As a result, Yan Yue stayed with Hua Xia all afternoon, doing almost nothing, except occasionally playing games with her partner.

Remembering something, Yan Yue said in advance: "The day after tomorrow, Yan Ting will come to visit."

Hua Xia was so focused on the fight that she had no time to ask, "Oh, you want me to step aside?"

Yan Yue: "Isn't he your...boss?"

boss......

That's true.

"What do you want to say?"

Yan Yue continued: "No need to avoid it, I can't do anything to him."

Hua Xia: "Okay."

The women fighting in the game are unromantic.

Yan Yue: "...What are you playing? Can I join in on this?"

Hua Xia said lazily: "...Okay, let's form a team, one to four, come on."

Xu Qing came back with the medicine, and Yan Yue came downstairs slowly: "You can come and deliver it tomorrow."

Xu Qingmei's heart skipped a beat: "What? Do you think I'm disturbing you?"

Finally, he reminded: "Ayue, don't forget the original intention of Lin Zheng coming to you."

Yan Yue did not answer.

He picked up the cup of water and swallowed the medicine. When Xu Qing was packing up, he hesitated for a long time and suddenly asked: "Xu Qing... can we see the doctor you mentioned..."

What doctor?!

"!!!"

Xu Qing was hunched over motionlessly as if he had his acupuncture points pressed. He had only mentioned one doctor, a doctor who could treat Yan Yue's legs and an authoritative pioneer in this field. However, Yan Yue had been very resistant in the past as he did not want his legs to get better.

Why suddenly...

Because when they were on the ship, the woman asked him if his legs could be healed?!

"Ayue..."