After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

"Ayao, good boy, you have helped the Zhang family a lot."

"It wasn't me." Zhong Yao didn't want to take credit. "I just moved my mouth and asked my colleagues to help with the investigation."

Jiang Bolin shook his head: "The Zhang family has been frequenting the police station in search of people for a long time. They haven't found any clues in the past sixty or seventy years. How come you found it right away?"

"Ayao, even if you didn't investigate, your colleague who helped you must be very remarkable. If it weren't for you, the Zhang family wouldn't be able to contact such a capable person on their own, so this is your credit."

Zhong Yao curved his eyes and smiled: "Okay, then I'll take it as my credit."

Jiang Bailin talked with his old friends for a while before taking Zhong Yao home.

Zhong Yao didn’t eat much at the banquet and woke up hungry in the middle of the night. The little ones were all asleep. She closed the door gently, yawned, and went downstairs to find something to eat.

Zhong Yao had just made a bowl of sesame rice noodles and had not yet taken the first bite to cool it down when he heard light footsteps coming up the stairs.

Zhong Yao raised his eyes in the direction of the voice and saw Jiang Yuetong tiptoeing towards the living room with a large bag on her back, her hand almost touching the door handle.

Zhong Yao leaned against the door holding the rice noodles: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Yuetong was startled by the sudden sound. She was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the house was covered with carpets everywhere, otherwise, given the force with which she fell to the ground, Zhong Yao would have felt the pain for her.

She blew on the rice noodles, as if she was casually discussing how beautiful the moonlight was tonight, and asked again: "Where are you going so late and not sleeping?"

Jiang Yuetong grabbed her backpack and stood up again, like a broken but strong and flexible little white flower: "Don't bother me!"

He looked like a thief in the middle of the night, carrying such a big bag, and it was obvious that he was about to run away from home.

Zhong Yao hummed, a nasty smile on his face: "If you don't tell me, I'll call for help now."

"Don't--" Jiang Yuetong hurriedly stopped her, and when she realized that her voice was the loudest, she quickly closed her mouth again.

So the loudest sound on the first floor became the sound of Zhong Yao eating rice noodles.

Jiang Yuetong couldn't leave or stay, she had no way to deal with this gangster Zhong Yao.

She stiffened her neck and turned to walk upstairs: "I'm going to bed."

Zhong Yao threatened calmly: "I'm going to call for help."

This threat was very effective. Jiang Yuetong turned around instantly and glared at Zhong Yao angrily with red eyes.

Jiang Yuetong's angry gaze was like hitting cotton to Zhong Yao, so light and powerless.

"You'd better speak before I finish my rice noodles."

Jiang Yuetong collapsed.

"Why? Zhong Yao, why? What does it have to do with you where I go? Why do you treat me like this?"

Zhong Yao: "Because I have no morals and I am unreasonable."

Jiang Yuetong: "..."

Everything that had happened since Lu Zihan’s accident came to her mind. Jiang Yuetong could no longer bear it and burst into tears, covering her face.

Zhong Yao looked at her tears and slurped another mouthful of rice noodles indifferently.

Jiang Yuetong is also Grandpa's granddaughter. Grandpa will definitely be sad if something happens to her. His heart is not very good to begin with, and Zhong Yao will not let Jiang Yuetong upset him.

When the rice noodles were almost gone, Jiang Yuetong finally stopped crying. She wiped her tears and said firmly: "I want to break out of the prison."

Zhong Yao almost choked to death.

"Since you guys are unwilling to save him, I will do it myself!"

Zhong Yao poured out the soup, threw the rice noodle box into the trash can, and leaned against the wall, rubbing his brows weakly.

"Thank you. I always thought that the celebrity idol I was a fan of was in jail and the fans gathered together to break him out of prison was a joke, but it turns out it's not."

Jiang Yuetong bared her teeth and clawed: "What do you know?!"

"I really want to cut your brain open to see. A normal human brain is like a walnut. Could your brain have grown into the shape of Lu Zihan's?"

"What do you know, a person who came back halfway? Brother Zi Han and I are engaged. Since I was young, my mother has been training me according to the standards of a lady of the Lu family, piano, dance, flower arrangement, tea tasting..."

"I have been working hard to become the wife of the Lu family for the past ten years. If Brother Zi Han can't come out, what should I do!"

Zhong Yao blinked his eyelashes, not quite understanding what he heard.

"Did you go to jailbreak because you like Lu Zihan, or because you don't want your past ten years to become a joke?"

Jiang Yuetong: "..."

"I think it's the latter."

The more Zhong Yao thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was correct: "We took a test at home during the summer vacation, and you know what my grades were. But when Lu Zihan issued the challenge, he still arrogantly chose grades as the criterion for victory or defeat, which means you didn't tell him about the summer exam."

Zhong Yao nodded thoughtfully: "You are afraid of me, and your mother is afraid of me too, so in your eyes, the safety of you and your mother is more important than Lu Zihan's face. So, in this case, you don't really like him that much, right?"

Jiang Yuetong was stunned by what Zhong Yao said, "No, I like him. I like him very much!"

"No." Zhong Yao raised his hand to support the back of his head, and shook his head while lying on his back, "You definitely don't like him as much as you think."

"You like him not because you want to like him from the bottom of your heart, but because of the childhood marriage, you have no choice but to like him."

Zhong Yao felt that he had discovered the truth. "You are a typical person who has not seen enough men. If you were given a few more choices, you would not like a creature like Lu Zihan."

Jiang Yuetong: "..."

Zhong Yao hesitated for a moment, then he let out a click of his tongue, took out the report from the space, and threw it directly onto the coffee table in front of Jiang Yuetong.

She felt that Jiang Yuetong could still be saved.

"Take a look for yourself. If you still want to jailbreak after you've seen it, I won't stop you."

Jiang Yuetong took the report in a daze, turned on a floor lamp in the living room, and read it word by word.

This report was the one Yu Feihan showed to Lu's parents last night. It was filled with everything Lu Zihan had done to Lu Zizhong over the years.

Jiang Yuetong knew nothing about these things.

She knew that Brother Zi Han didn't actually like his younger brother, but his politeness and upbringing made him treat Lu Zizhong as an ordinary guest, except that they were not as close as normal brothers.

But now I tell her that even his politeness towards guests was fake, he was just pretending for her to see. Brother Zi Han actually did this kind of thing to Lu Zizhong behind her back?

Jiang Yuetong felt her legs were going weak.

"Zhong Yao, didn't you forge a report to deliberately deceive me and make me laugh?"

"Haha." Zhong Yao laughed unabashedly, "Do I need to forge a report just to make fun of you? You're already a huge joke just by sitting here."

Jiang Yuetong: "..."