Do not accept to fight!

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In the second half of the night, the summer breeze was slightly cool, the din of people dispersed, and the whole city was completely silent.

After the BBQ, Yang Wenyuan's family naturally stayed in Zhang's mansion, including Yang Wentao who came with him.

"Brother Xin Ran, Mama Liu has arranged my room next to the old man's, oh, can I sleep with you?" the little cousin who was sleepy after eating forced himself to ask.

Qu Xinran stopped, and from the corner of her eye glanced at the Yang family who entered different rooms under Mama Liu's guidance, as well as the Zhang family and others that they kept for a long time.

Faintly but unable to refute: "No."

Zhang Xinran has a serious obsession with cleanliness and is very defensive, she will never live with others.

No, perhaps there was one individual who was an exception.

But now it's Qu Xiran's turn to be the master of life, so naturally he won't let that little exception exist.

Hearing his resolute answer, Yang Wentao pursed his lips and looked at him with a mournful face, "Brother Xinran...you are my own brother!"

"It's almost useless." Qu Xiran patted him on the shoulder with a smile, looking at the little brother's pitiful round face, inexplicably had the illusion that he was bullying small animals, and couldn't help but comfort him: "What are you afraid of, grandpa won't eat it again You, the elderly always have their own persistence and expectations, and it is right to be strict with the juniors, we need to be more understanding."

Just hearing this passage, Mr. Zhang stopped in his tracks, and went back to normal.

Yang Wentao leaned on him with his shoulders, and kept lamenting: "I understand what you said, but I like to run to the toilet at night when I sleep, and I ate so much meat just now, I don't know what will happen later... Mainly Afraid of disturbing the old man to rest."

Then he was severely criticized.

He has been used to being scolded by adults since he was a child, and he has already cultivated the incorruptible ears of diamonds, but if the incident gets to his parents, he probably won't be able to step into the Zhang family's mansion to eat delicious food in the future.

The Zhang family's mansion was built earlier, and the sound insulation is not as good as moisture-proof, and each room only has an independent bathroom. Yang Wentao's worry is understandable to Qu Xiran.

I don't know if this design is inadvertent or someone deliberately did it.

Everyone in the family is very defensive.

"How about I change rooms with you."

Yang Wentao was stunned, "Ah? Really?"

"Go, don't touch my things." Qu Xiran pushed him, and walked straight to the door of another room.

"Okay...thank you, brother Xinran."

Yang Wentao didn't think too much, and lived in happily.

Qu Xiran thought a lot about the mission and everyone in the Zhang family.

The task description briefly mentions that Yang Wenyuan and Zhang's second brother framed Zhang Xinran, so what kind of frame will cause such a big impact, and the old man will lose his inheritance rights completely.

The old man is always strong, sensible, and dotes on his little grandson.

Mother Zhang treats her son equally, but prefers her natal family.

Brother Zhang, is he involved?

What kind of role did Father Zhang play?

For the time being, ignore the titles of important people and ordinary people. They are all people in the whirlpool, closely linked, and the possibility of other accomplices cannot be ruled out.

Looking at Zhang Xinran's ending, he has lived his whole life under the misfortune of Zhang's family, and there is no day to turn around.

Once the mission fails, do I have no chance of living?

Qu Xiran closed the door, leaned hard against the door panel, and fell into deep thought.

"Bang" - the door was pushed open without warning.

Unexpectedly, he was knocked out by a strong force, and his head hit the wall directly, causing severe pain.

Qu Xiran bent over to support his forehead in embarrassment, and narrowed his eyes to look at the person coming.

The tall man in black clothes and trousers was looking down at him, his eyes were indifferent, and he said without guilt: "Wrong way."

If you make a mistake, get out!

Qu Xiran gritted her teeth secretly, her face turned pale due to her breathlessness, her lips were blood red, and her tone was extremely cold: "Good night, uncle."

"Well, good night." The man seemed to be in a good mood, and stared at him for a while before closing the door and leaving.

It's just crazy!

Qu Xiran looked in the mirror, his forehead was red and swollen.

What did this man grow up on, and it took so much effort to open the door.

Or find some ice to apply it.

But "bang" - the door was opened again.

This time it didn't hit Qu Xiran, but it almost brushed the tip of his nose, and the force was not small.

Fuck—is there any end to it?

Can you die by knocking on the door normally?

Qu Xiran looked sternly at the person who came, Yang Wenyuan, and gave him an annoyed look, "Cousin, is there something wrong for coming so late?"

"You..." Yang Wenyuan frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but the focus suddenly shifted, "What's wrong with your head."

Qu Xiran smiled, "What do you think?"

At the same time, I meditate in my heart, I am healthy, I am upward, I do not swear, I do not swear!

Seeing him like this, Yang Wenyuan was full of contempt, "Cousin, don't think that this will attract my attention."

Qu Xiran glanced at him, then slowly looked away, and walked past Yang Wenyuan without looking sideways, as if he hadn't seen this person.

The first thing to do is to find ice.

Seeing him leave without hesitation, Yang Wenyuan inexplicably felt a strong sense of ridicule.However, the other party didn't say anything special, and he didn't want to make trouble, so he simply followed.

Originally thought that he would come to ask himself tonight to clarify.

"Cousin."

"Ah?" Qu Xiran turned her head back and asked in pretended doubts, "Are you looking for ice cubes too?"

"I'm here to find you." Yang Wenyuan evoked a subtle smile, but he was handsome, no matter how he smiled on his handsome face, it was pleasing to the eye.

"It's useless to talk about something, don't repeat it." After finding the refrigerator on the third floor where cold drinks were kept, Qu Xiran dug out a small bucket of ice cubes, took out one and stuck it on his forehead.

The refreshing coolness immediately relieved the pain and heat, and he half-closed his eyes comfortably.

His dark and deep eyes were looking at him with an indescribable gaze, "Cousin, there are some things that need to be done."

"Okay, since my cousin said so, let's make a break with youth and ignorance together." Qu Xiran glanced at a corner from the corner of his eye, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still very weak: " I have always admired my cousin and my second brother very much, and I have regarded you as role models since I was a child. But as I grew up day by day, I found that this feeling has gradually faded. Why? Because I admire my grandfather and father more! You are amazing, and I certainly hope to follow their example to fight for the future!"

Yang Wenyuan, "..."

"So you and the second brother are in the past tense, cousin, we have to follow the pace of social development and keep pace with the times." The boy's voice was clear and serious.

Yang Wenyuan looked at him gloomyly, the content of the conversation was too different from what he expected, and he said very dissatisfied: "That's all?"

"Also." Qu Xiran paused, and under his "really so" expression, he did not forget to add: "Don't tell elder brother about this, if he knows that I have never admired him since childhood, he must be careful. "

"Zhang Xinran!" Yang Wenyuan was angry, "I know what you're thinking!"

Qu Xiran blinked innocently, "Yes, I don't know, do you know?"

Yang Wenyuan choked up, and looked at him coldly, "Just pretend to be a fool with me, right? If your aunt and the others find out about your nasty thoughts..."

"Wait, stop for a moment." Qu Xiran raised his hand and gestured twice, "Cousin, you have spoken too much in foreign countries, and you can't even understand our own language? Go back and look through the dictionary and look it up carefully. What is worship... huh!"

After the ridicule was over, Qu Xiran returned to the house with a small bucket of ice cubes.

Yang Wenyuan was left gnashing his teeth on the spot, his face distorted for a while.

He didn't stay long and went back to the room. It wasn't the guest room arranged by Liu Ma, but Zhang Xinyue's room not far away.

Yang Wenyuan slammed the door shut, as if he was about to release all the troubles, and with a "bang", Zhang Xinyue, who was reading documents in front of the desk, was startled.

He leaned back chicly, his slender legs crossed, "Why are you so angry?"

"It's not because of your good brother!" Yang Wenyuan's face was frosted, and he was angry and irritable, "I haven't seen you for a few years, it's really promising! I'm like a fucking clown!"

"Didn't get any useful photos? That's all right, calm down." Zhang Xinyue raised her eyebrows and said in a good-tempered manner: "Those who achieve great things must endure these small things. Don't mention you, he even my elder brother and I Don't take it seriously, see the old man serving tea and water as if he was seeing his ancestors."

"What does uncle mean?"

"Hehe, what else do you mean? You know how courageous he is." Zhang Xinyue propped his chin, and an imperceptible sternness flashed across his gentle and handsome face, "It's too late for the old man to be happy with his son. "

"Xin Yue, I always feel that this Zhang Xinran is different from before." Yang Wenyuan got up and approached him, looking at him with a sinking face.

Zhang Xinyue fell into deep thought, "You still think he is that ignorant kid a few years ago? This kid is a ghost, and he got 5% of Zhang's shares as soon as he was a sophomore."

It took me two years of hard work in the Zhang family to be on par with him, which shows how much I am favored at home.

Yang Wenyuan was taken aback. It was hard to believe that in just a few years, the kid who used to chase after his buttocks had grown to such an extent, "You mean...he has..."

"What already." Zhang Xinyue looked through the window, looking at the dark sky without stars, "Whether it is or not, as long as others think it is, then he likes you. Isn't the letter I wrote to you back then still there?"

"It's still there." Yang Wenyuan kept it all the time, and felt extremely contradictory every time he saw it.

Yang Wenyuan is undoubtedly conceited. The Yang family has great prospects for development. He is a young master of the Yang family with strong learning ability, good at communication, and attractive to women...

Yang Wenyuan has always believed that a perfect self should get the best development... But Zhang Xinran's existence seems to remind him constantly that everything in the Yang family is based on relying on the Zhang family.

Just like his childhood toys, clothes, stationery... everything is just a copy that Zhang Xinran brought for him.

It wasn't until later that he discovered what Zhang Xinran was thinking.

The man actually liked him.

It not only satisfied his vanity in a certain aspect, but also gave him a reason to despise Zhang Xinran openly and aboveboard.

Another room at this time——

"To put it bluntly, this is envy, jealousy, and hatred." Qu Xiran bit a piece of ice, enduring the bouts of sleepiness, while analyzing Yang Wenyuan, distractedly writing something.

On a piece of white paper that is not too wrinkled, the regular script is written neatly.

【Ah, dear grandfather... XXXXXXXX...】

small theater--

Qu Xiran: Ah, dear grandfather, your Taijiquan is so powerful that you beat my uncle so helplessly!good!

Zhang Hengzhen: ...