Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Ye Kong didn't go to open the door.

She stood there for a few seconds, picked up the board beside her, dipped a still clean pen in water and wrote on it, then held it up for the people outside to see.

——"What are you doing here?"

Wen Can stared at the gradually drying words on the board for a while in silence, then raised his phone to type and showed her the memo.

——"I'm here to comfort you, even in the rain. Please open the door for me."

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong silently put down the board, retracted his gaze, picked up the pen again and started drawing.

It wasn't until the phone screen went off that Wen Can realized he was being completely ignored.

He quickly knocked on the glass again and typed on the memo again, wanting to show it to Ye Kong.

Unfortunately, Ye Shiyi's ears seemed to be blocked and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Wen Can knocked outside for a long time, shivered a bit in the rainy night wind, then he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The bell rings.

Ye Kong turned his head to look at the incoming call, then looked up at Wen Can again.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his body wrapped only in a white shirt, he looked very thin, his black hair was a little wet with a misty sheen.

Reflected by the indoor lights, even those warm eyes appeared misty.

When he looked at her at this moment, there was a subconscious hint of flattery in his expression - very soft, which was completely different from his gloomy and cold appearance towards others outside.

The brush twirled in his hand.

Ye Kong's instinct as a painter made him itch again.

So when the phone rang for the third time, Ye Kong finally mercifully picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Actually, I came here to ask you to take me in."

Young Master Wen stopped talking about asking for a beating and said pitifully, "After I left the villa, I received a message that my grandfather went to my villa and was waiting to talk to me."

Ye Kong snorted and said, "So?"

"...Then Wen Rong also went."

"so?"

"So I had no place to live, and I thought you had a coffee shop, so I came here to ask for a couch to sleep on for one night."

"..." Ye Kong snorted and laughed, "In such a huge Yuzhou, with Young Master Wen's wealth, is it possible that he only has one property?"

The girl didn't accept it at all.

Although he put down his pen, he had no intention of getting up to open the door, and his expression looking at me through the glass was quite indifferent.

Wen Can could see that she was not teasing or joking, she was really expressing her rejection.

"...more than one place." Wen Can could only say, "Well, it's to fully portray a person who is crazy about love."

He said: "My grandfather and Wen Rong should know that I came to your place by now."

Ye Kong pondered for a moment, then snorted and slowly got up to open the door.

When Wen Can finally came in, she had no intention of getting a towel to wipe the rain off him.

He locked the door again and sat back in his original seat. Looking at Wen Can supporting himself with the wheelchair and moving himself to the sofa bit by bit, Ye Kong felt that he was almost forgetting that he was pretending.

"It's really hard."

She said without any emotion: "If we have to go to such lengths to achieve our goal, the ending should be grand."

"This is a beautiful wish." Wen Can sat down, raised his head and smiled at Ye Kong, "I will work hard towards that grand ending."

Ye Kong glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and continued painting in silence.

Wen Can didn't bother them. He just leaned on the sofa and fiddled with his phone, appearing to be working.

When Ye Kong began to feel sleepy and put down his paintbrush and prepared to get up, he found that the man on the sofa had fallen asleep.

Ye Kong: ...

She looked up at the bright lights in the room in confusion, then looked down at Wen Can, who was sleeping soundly with even breathing.

"Can you sleep like this?"

The girl couldn't help but complain: "What an enviable sleep quality."

She stood up and was about to leave, but after thinking for a while, she went to the cashier's counter and got a blanket to cover him.

It wasn't a very careful and warm way of covering, but it was just thrown casually, not caring that half of the man's face was covered.

"It's a pretty face."

I took a look at the upper half of Wen Can's face that was exposed. He had deep brows, long eyelashes covering his eyelids, and a straight nose that cast a light shadow on his cheeks. Coupled with his slightly damp hair - the three-dimensional bones and warm skin blended together, reminded me of a jade stone immersed in a deep forest pool.

It is uncontaminated and looks like ink, but you can tell it is cold and hard at a glance, which makes you feel chilly.

Ye Kong looked at him and pulled the blanket down a bit so that he could breathe more easily.

After doing this earth-shattering good deed, she felt that she was a very good person and went upstairs with satisfaction, carrying the paint tray.

She turned off all the lights in the room one by one.

Only after she lay down on the sofa bed on the second floor again did the girl blink at the ceiling and say "good night" to the air.

The day is over.

·

Ye Kong slept well that night.

But at the same time, thousands and millions of people in this city lost sleep because of her.

That live broadcast later attracted national attention.

Even after the live broadcast ended, the internet was still as lively and noisy as during the Chinese New Year, with the entire night going by.

Gossip bloggers dug into every person who appeared in the live broadcast.

Major anchors started live broadcasts overnight and watched the live replay and made comments together with thousands of viewers.

The police who took Li's family away received the whole network's attention. Countless media reporters who had fallen asleep were forced to work overtime, squatting outside the police station all night and starting live broadcasts.

Upon receiving the notice, the procuratorate drove to the Li Group building with horns honking at night and carried out an emergency seal-off of the entire company.

All major social networking platforms, forums, and even places where people talk about celebrity gossip were all flooded with news about this incident.

The replay of the live broadcast, which was actually not very long, was carefully captured in various corners of the Internet, with explanations and speculations made one by one.

[It’s a pity that the live broadcast was interrupted after that stupid girl named Du was taken away. I wonder if something else happened afterwards? ]

[According to my internet celebrity friend who was at the scene, it later turned from a business matter into a wealthy family affair.]

[The family affairs of wealthy families are even more exciting! I really want to know what Ye Kong does next. I really adore her after watching it! ]

[The whole network is asking for a follow-up! Can netizens use their connections to help my roommate solve her curiosity? She said she will die if she doesn’t hear the follow-up! ]

[The whole internet is asking for information about Ye Kong! Where does he live? How old is he? Who are his family members? What is his dream? Where does he go to school? Does he have an ideal type? What are his requirements for a future partner? Can you please not be too rigid about your sexual orientation?]

[That "please" made my heart flutter. I want to be a fan. Can my sister debut right here? ]

[I learned about the past of Hua He, and then compiled a list of executives of related companies who were exposed at that time. You can take it as you like]

……

The heated discussion continued until the morning. At eight o'clock in the morning, we got on the bus and subway with dark circles under our eyes. Almost everyone we met was discussing this matter wherever we went.

Until near noon, the two words "Ye Kong" that were circulating wildly suddenly became banned words on the Internet. All the related information that had been dug up was cleared, and even the pinyin of the two words "Ye Kong" could not be pronounced.

Ye Kong had just woken up when netizens were rushing to their posts while cursing.

She walked down the second floor slowly, and before she stepped down the stairs, she heard a burst of faint voices coming from downstairs.

She paused for a moment, pointed with her fingers for support, and slowly walked down the stairs while looking in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw that in a booth near the window in the store, surrounded by flowers, it was filled with second-generation people wearing famous watches and custom-made clothes.

When he heard the noise and turned around, Ye Kong saw many familiar faces or faces he had only met once.

All of them were what I saw at the villa last night.

Ye Kong: ...

The girl stopped and stood on the stairs with an expressionless face.

Just then, Qu Wu came up from the basement wearing a mask to get coffee.

Ye Kong lowered his eyes and looked down at her: "You opened the door?"

Qu Wu: ...