Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

At dawn, on the dilapidated road, a black car turned left and right, dodging a group of vicious motorcycles coming towards it with unfriendly faces.

Le Yuhui looked back through the car window and spat, "These people only care about money and not their lives."

Tong Xiyuan concentrated on driving and asked him, "Who are those people?"

"They are just desperate criminals who are seeking revenge against society by forming gangs and factions. They are not under the control of any organization and specialize in robbing passers-by on the road. Ignore them," Le Yuhui threatened with the gun in his hand when he turned back just now. The group of people knew that they could not rob the society and drove away on their motorcycles. He turned back and said, "Sister-in-law, where are you taking me?"

Tong Xiyuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."

The person has been brought out and must not be allowed to return to Fanhe's side, otherwise what would be the point of him doing all this.

However, Tong Xiyuan lowered his eyes slightly and could not send her to Mo Xi. He could not do anything to betray Fan He in the true sense.

Le Yuhui uttered an "oh" and played with the knife in his hand, throwing it and catching it, and said nonchalantly: "Then let's just find a place to rest. Sister-in-law, you have been running around all night and you must be tired."

Tong Xiyuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, a trace of confusion flashed across his round eyes, "You don't want to see Mo Xi?"

"I want to," Le Yuhui spread his hands and poked the car window with the handle of the knife, "but I can't see it. I can't let you quarrel with my brother, sister-in-law, right?"

"No," Tong Xiyuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly a place popped up in his mind. He smiled and said, "I know where it is."

Galloping all the way.

The car gradually drove into a peaceful area.

As he looked at the tall buildings and connected houses slowly emerging outside the car window, Le Yuhui exclaimed, "Just like when I was a kid."

Tong Xiyuan parked the car, knowing that the childhood he was talking about was the time before all the wars began.

At that time, society was stable, mankind was at peace, and violence was prohibited...

Until now, everything has become an illusion.

The two got out of the car. Tong Xiyuan's face was a little pale, which was a side effect of driving all night.

When they stopped in front of the gate of the most luxurious villa, Le Yuhui recognized it and said, "This is your house."

He had investigated the Tong family's villa before. It was the Tong family's father and mother who had spent their entire lives trying to find a safe home for their two sons in this chaotic world.

Unfortunately, the magpie's nest has been taken over by a cuckoo.

Tong Xiyuan nodded, pushed the door open easily, and walked in openly.

Le Yuhui guessed what he was thinking and quickly followed him, holding the hilt of the knife. If the person inside bumped into his sister-in-law without any eyes, he would be the first one to beat him up, but he couldn't dirty his sister-in-law's hands.

There was a "ding dong" sound.

The electronic doorbell rang.

There was a faint sound of footsteps coming from inside, "Who is it?"

The door opened, revealing a slightly weathered face. The woman looked at Tong Xiyuan in shock for a moment, "Master Xiyuan?"

Tong Xiyuan smiled at her kindly and said, "Aunt Liu, long time no see."

This Aunt Liu was the Tong family's original nanny. Tong's father and mother were busy making money, so the nanny had always been taking care of Tong Xiyuan and Tong Ximing's daily life.

Aunt Liu was stunned for a long time by Tong Xiyuan's attitude. She rubbed her hands awkwardly, looked back at the room, and asked awkwardly, "Why are you back?"

After being driven out, she once thought that Tong Xiyuan and his brother would not be able to survive. Even though she felt a little guilty, it faded away with the passage of time.

Now that Tong Xiyuan appeared in front of her again, Aunt Liu felt extremely embarrassed.

"This is my home." Tong Xiyuan looked at her deeply, but did not blame her in his heart. After all, she was just a nanny, doing the job for money. There was no need to offend the current person in charge of the Tong family for the sake of their brothers.

He pushed Aunt Liu away and walked in with Le Yuhui.

"Hey..." Aunt Liu opened her mouth to stop him, but after shouting, she put her hand down. Never mind, why should she meddle in the Tong family's affairs.

in the living room.

Uncle Tong and the others asked impatiently, "Aunt Liu, who is it?"

"Me." Tong Xiyuan stepped into the living room and glanced at the magnificent furnishings around him, knowing that they were all bought with his parents' money.

When Tong's father and mother were alive, their home was never so luxurious.

Uncle Tong didn't recognize his voice and turned his head indifferently, "You? You are——"

“Tong Xiyuan!” Aunt Tong was the first to see Tong Xiyuan’s familiar face. She screamed and stood up, pointing at Tong Xiyuan’s face and asked, “You’re not dead?”

Le Yuhui shook the knife in his hand, his eyes fell on her raised fingers, and said fiercely: "Be respectful."

If he hadn't been afraid of scaring Tong Xiyuan, he would have cut off the woman's fingers.

Aunt Tong felt the knife in his hand, reluctantly withdrew her hand, and hid beside her husband.

Uncle Tong looked at Tong Xiyuan in silence for a while, then laughed, "Xiao Yuan, it's good to come back. It's not safe outside after all."

"Didn't you drive me out?" Tong Xiyuan looked at him, "Don't be so hypocritical with me. If you don't want to die, move out now."

Uncle Tong sneered when he heard this. He glanced at Le Yuhui and said, "Xiao Yuan, uncle knows you hate us, but you can't just find someone who can hold a knife to threaten us."

After he took over the Tong family, he used a lot of the Tong family's money to hire bodyguards for his own safety. But how could a young man like Le Yuhui look like someone who would kill people?

"Sister-in-law," Le Yuhui glared at Uncle Tong, "Can I kill her?"

Tong Xiyuan was willing to talk nonsense with them, but he was not.

"Yes." Tong Xiyuan nodded. These two men were not good people, so it would not be a pity to kill them.

After he said this, he walked to the kitchen as if he knew the way there, intending to cook some noodles for himself and Le Yuhui.

Two panicked voices were heard in the living room outside, followed by screams. Tong Xiyuan ignored them all and put two poached eggs into the pot.

A few minutes later.

Tong Xiyuan came out with two bowls of clear soup noodles and saw Le Yuhui mopping the floor with a mop.

The killer, who had never done housework, was a bit perfunctory. He just mopped the floor twice and left it alone. He pointed at Aunt Liu who was trembling with fear at the door and said, "Hey, you, mop the floor, but don't dirty my sister-in-law's eyes."

"I, I..." Aunt Liu leaned against the wall, shaking her legs, and looked at Tong Xiyuan eagerly, "Master Xiyuan."

Tong Xiyuan couldn't bear to let an old nanny who was over fifty years old suffer, "You can go now."

Le Yuhui: "You let her go now. She didn't even help you in the beginning."

"She can't help even if she wants to," Tong Xiyuan sat down and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "Let's eat quickly."

Outsiders didn’t know that the Tong family, which had once been somewhat famous, had changed its status in a short period of time.

By the time the news got out, it was already a day later.

When Tong Xiyuan and Le Yuhui were worried about the Tong family's terrible property being ruined, Fan He's car arrived in Xicheng.