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

"Yuan Ye? Are you talking about the chess genius Yuan Ye? Hahahaha, how is that possible? How could a small character like me know such a big shot school girl? You misunderstood me, but I have something to do now, so I'll explain to you next time. Hahahaha, see you next time, hahahaha..."

The woman ran away while letting out a strange laugh.

Qu Wu leaned against the door and watched the figure running away, and said thoughtfully: "So, she is Yuan Ye's...psychologist?"

"No." Ye Kong also looked at the back, "The more you don't want me to guess the answer correctly, the more you will leave wrong guidance."

"She yelled like that on purpose?" Qu Wu asked, "So she is Wen Can's psychologist?"

She was a little surprised: "Wen Can still need a psychologist?"

"In today's society, everyone needs a psychologist." Ye Kong turned around, pushed the door open and walked in. "But this is not necessarily the correct answer. After all, she may be pretending on purpose."

Qu Wu was completely confused and followed him in: "Then what on earth is she..."

"I don't know. Anyway, someone with an agenda will always come close again. I'll guess then."

·

Le Yue stayed in the hospital for a week.

Just when Ye Kong was wondering whether Wen Can's plan still had a chance to be implemented, he appeared.

·

The large pad screen illuminates the face of the girl lying behind the table.

Her dark eyes reflected the light, like two pieces of amber resting at the bottom of a dark water, lazy and cold, without any emotion, but the fingers that kept tapping on the screen were unusually active.

Looking closely, the screen was already filled with pages of conversation.

Ye Kong: Good morning.

Wen Can: Good morning

Ye Kong: Soy milk and fried dough sticks.JPG

Wen Can: A table of morning tea made by my aunt.JPG

Ye Kong: Angry.JPG

Wen Can: Pat on the head.JPG

Ye Kong: Tiger squinting.GIF

Wen Can: I have more time these two days, researching desserts

Ye Kong: Tiger rolling.GIF

Wen Can: A bouquet of flowers placed in front of the window.JPG

Ye Kong: Tiger frowns.GIF Tiger disdains.GIF

Wen Can: Auntie inserted it herself

two minutes later

Ye Kong: Cat gives thumbs up.JPG

Wen Can: Why don’t we use tigers anymore?

Ye Kong: No

five minutes later

Wen Can: Little tiger gives a thumbs up.GIF

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong: I want a big tiger

Wen Can: ...

Five minutes later

Wen Can: The big tiger gives a thumbs up.JPG

Ye Kong: The tiger narrowed its eyes in satisfaction.JPG

Ye Kong: The big tiger gives a thumbs up.JPG

Ye Kong: Let's go to the zoo to see tigers tomorrow.

Wen Can: ...

Wen Can: OK

Wen Can: Do you like tigers? I use tiger emojis a lot recently.

Ye Kong: No, I just think it's very impressive.

Ye Kong: Suitable for me

Wen Can: You are right.

Wen Can: You are indeed very impressive

Ye Kong: The tiger shakes his head with satisfaction.GIF

Wen Can has already started thinking about making his own tiger emoticon package.

He can use it to break through most firewalls in the world and make a fortune just by signing. He strives to make every emoticon package without any trace of photo-editing, so that they are indistinguishable from the real ones.

But this did not affect him from continuing to send messages to Ye Kong.

Some meaningless and jumping topics, like stones or fallen leaves picked up on the road, could make them pull and tug at each other for a long time.

Just when he was about to ask Ye Kong what he wanted to eat tomorrow, the instant reply from the other end suddenly stopped.

After several minutes of silence, he saw a line of words pop up in the dialog box.

-Leyue is here

Wen Can was slightly startled.

My mind, which had apparently occasionally thought about this matter rationally in the past few days, suddenly stopped.

He glanced at the sky outside.

The sunlight was blocked by clouds and the sky became overcast.

·

Square packaging bag.

There is a small round pastry inside.

Place it on your bandaged palm.

At first, Ye Kong almost thought it was "Qin Jianbai". The dagger was in his pocket and was almost pulled out by her.

Fortunately, she regained her senses quickly. She looked up and saw the man's face with faint bruises, and she stopped moving immediately.

·

The girl looked up from the shadow of the cash register.

The look in the dim shadows was like a black blade, cold, sharp and intimidating.

If Xiao Jin hadn't been tinkering with the coffee machine, he would have almost thought that he was still dreaming in the hospital bed, dreaming of a terrible monster that could transform into Ye Kong.

Fortunately, he soon discovered that this was an illusion.

The girl just stared at him, then looked him up and down.

Finally, her eyes fell on the cake in his palm, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Don't tell me that the first thing you do when you are discharged from the hospital is to bring me candy."

"This is not candy." Le Yue corrected, "This is pastry, and also a thank you gift."

"Thank you?" Ye Kong raised his eyebrows.

The conversation between the two finally attracted the attention of Xiao Jin, who was busy cleaning the coffee machine. She just glanced at him casually, but when she found out it was Le Yue, she almost jumped up and rushed over quickly: "Le Yue? You've been discharged from the hospital?"

Le Yue glanced at her, nodded politely, then turned her gaze back to Ye Kong and continued the previous topic.

"Thanks for helping me a week ago."

"help you?"

"I stopped that man..." Le Yue's eyes were calm, but a bitter smile appeared on her bruised face. "If it weren't for you, I might have been injured more seriously and might not have been able to get out of bed for a month. In this case, I will definitely have to find someone else to do my job."

"But this job is very important to me," Le Yue said seriously, "so you can be considered my benefactor."

Ye Kong was silent for a few seconds. Seeing Xiao Jin looking at him with a look of hesitation, he slowly said, "Forget it?"

Le Yue: ...

After a moment of silence, he said, "You are my benefactor."

Ye Kong raised the corner of his mouth, took the pastry from his palm, tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth, then buried his head in looking at the pad again.

Xiao Jin then quickly interrupted: "Le Yue, how are you? How come you got out of bed in just one week? I thought..."

I thought it was serious enough to require emergency room.

Recently, Xiao Jin sneaked into Le Yue's fan group every day to observe the situation. Although the incident did not spread widely, the fans knew the news. They were unable to spread the fact that their idol was beaten to everyone. The fans themselves were also severely abused, so they became more and more concerned about Le Yue's situation.

Xiao Jin relies on the news from fans to judge Le Yue's condition every day. It was clearly said that she was admitted to a special ward...

"If I don't get out of bed, my job will be ruined."

Le Yue smiled calmly: "Although it looked serious that day, most of the injuries were just flesh wounds. Besides, I'm young and in good health, so I recovered quickly..."

"That's good..." Xiao Jin said, but his eyes paused at his waist, which he was holding with his hands, "Your waist?"

"It's just a minor rib fracture, it's healed now."

Le Yue immediately put down his hand, then nodded to Ye Kong who looked up at him again after hearing his words, and turned and left without stopping.

"Le Yue is really..."

Xiao Jin watched his back until he disappeared, then he slowly let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, "This is what a gentleman in ancient times felt like, right? Neither humble nor overbearing, neither anxious nor angry, and never worried about any setbacks."

Ye Kong: ...