GBT Chapter 49
by VolareShen Ji’s information panel originally had a small lock hanging on it. Now that his activity level has exceeded 50, it’s unlocked.
The graphic displayed is that of the lock being opened.
Next to it is a small speaker, playing four words in a loop – “Welcome!”
Jiao Bai thought, “I want to go in.”
The next second, Shen Ji’s information panel slowly opened in front of him.
The first page was a personal information form.
Like a job application, it neatly listed all the information, with a one-inch photo of Shen Ji pasted in the upper left corner.
Jiao Bai was startled at first glance, he thought he saw Shen Er An.
The Shen Ji in the photo should be an adult, and he looked too much like Shen Er An, with outlines that hadn’t lost their youthful immaturity but were already handsome and extraordinary.
However, Shen Ji’s eyes were very bright, full of vigorous ambition and the arrogance of a favored son of heaven. Shen Er An, at this time, always lowered his eyes, restrained and calm.
The Old Home had heating, and Jiao Bai took off his coat as soon as he came in, but the ancestral hall was gloomy, and he felt cold, with chills crawling into his bones from under his knees. Jiao Bai was about to get up when a voice suddenly popped out from the corner.
“Young Master Bai, please kneel for the full time. The Old Lady is watching.”
Jiao Bai trembled with anger, his face pale and cold. “Damn Shen Ji and your whole family!!!”
The ancestral hall had surveillance cameras installed at multiple angles, and there were always people monitoring, so the person being punished couldn’t slack off.
Shen Ji couldn’t not know this.
Jiao Bai knelt on the ground, facing the ancestors of the Shen family, and spat. He leaned his upper body back, his butt propped up on his heels, which made him feel a little better.
No more voices came from the surveillance. Jiao Bai continued to look at Shen Ji’s personal information.
From name, height, weight, date of birth, ID card, blood type to special skills, education, a list of schools attended, a list of awards, family members, to personality, emotional experience, a list of social circles, the conditions for an ideal spouse…everything was there. Even more comprehensive and detailed than a job application.
Jiao Bai saw Shen Ji’s education, every word was like it was inlaid with gold.
He attended a world-renowned school at the age of fifteen, graduated with a doctorate in finance at the age of nineteen, and gave up academic research to return to the country at the age of twenty to join the Shen Corporation.
A person’s character isn’t necessarily equal to their education. Jiao Bai snorted, glancing at Shen Ji’s personality.
– Outwardly domineering and cold, inwardly naive and simple.
Jiao Bai: “…”
Naive is really naive, but what the hell is simple? I’m about to not recognize the word anymore, does he deserve it?
Suddenly, an arrow-like transparent circle appeared on the page, with a line of small print written on it.
[Player Jiao Bai, next is Friend’s World House, do you want to continue?]
Jiao Bai: Continue.
As his thought was issued, a large expanse of yellow-orange colors appeared in his vision.
It was a page background composed of Pikachu, accompanied by the sound effect of “Pika Pika~chu”.
Jiao Bai’s face was indifferent, his childhood male god would forever live in his memory. He drooped his eyelids and looked at Shen Ji’s World House.
It was divided into five sections, not templates, but alive, constantly moving.
It was like…
A heart was beating, one beat at a time.
The titles of the five sections made Jiao Bai feel a strong sense of second-year syndrome and early youth pain.
+Childhood Treasures
+Childhood Memories
+Youth Achievements
+Midlife Mistakes
+Dreams of Old Age
Jiao Bai roughly scanned each section, each containing photos, videos, recordings, and text.
From Shen Ji’s arrival in this world to his departure, all the milestones of his life were inside.
Jiao Bai rubbed his tired eyes, he had been hoping that his friend’s information could bring him a golden finger, and he also expected it to be related to the other party’s inner world.
But he didn’t expect it to be directly…a microcosm of his life.
Shen Ji was a supporting slag gong in “Broken Wings”, the protagonist gong’s father, with many scenes in the early stage and fewer in the later stage, and the part that wasn’t explained was all here.
Amidst the sounds of Pikachu, Jiao Bai checked Shen Ji’s Childhood Treasures and Childhood Memories.
The Old Lady’s figure dominated the two sections, either she was opening her arms and Shen Ji as a child was staggering towards her, or she was holding Shen Ji and telling him the story of Pikachu, and even bought him Pikachu pajamas.
Who would have thought that Shen Ji’s nickname was Pipi-ka?
Jiao Bai was too lazy to continue watching, the family drama under the bloody background, the family affection also died in time, it didn’t last long.
Jiao Bai wasn’t interested in the Youth Achievements section either, it was nothing more than how many billions Shen Ji had earned and how many business miracles and myths he had created.
The “Midlife Mistakes” that followed, were mentioned in the comics. Shen Ji had repeatedly reported to Chen Yiming about the nominal wife Qi Shuang and his son’s small actions behind his back, but he didn’t take it seriously at all, thinking they were just clowns.
Until his power was hollowed out little by little by his son, when he came back to his senses, it was already too late.
Ants can also shake elephants, even the dignified chairman of Shen Corporation hadn’t thought of such a simple truth. How self-important he was, an absolute king of the capitalist domain.
Jiao Bai looked all the way down, his eyes stopping on the last “Dreams of Old Age”.
The comics didn’t reveal Shen Ji’s old age plot, only stopping at the year he was forty-five years old, even if he was already struggling to survive, the style was still very dignified.
Paper people can not only not poop, but also can’t be old and ugly.
If the plot requires it, it can be old, but it must be a very energetic handsome old man.
Of course, it’s best not to be old.
As an old manga fan, Jiao Bai wouldn’t complain about whether the paper people were old or not, as long as the manga was a bloody, scummy shell, he would watch it all, and he could quickly accept any settings. For example, he transmigrated into the world of this manga, and after a period of psychological struggle, he figured out that he wanted to live well, and he wasn’t very shocked by the suddenly jumping out system that was common in the second dimension.
However,
At this moment, Jiao Bai stared at Shen Ji’s “Dreams of Old Age”, and there was a strong malicious interest in his heart.
Judging from the title of the section, it’s about him being old, about to die, and having sweet dreams.
Jiao Bai guessed that inside was Shen Ji recalling his life, all the regrets he realized, and the result was really similar to what he understood.
The “Dreams of Old Age” didn’t have videos or recordings, only Shen Ji’s narration, with pictures.
– If life could be repeated, I hope I wouldn’t make that choice back then.
1: Don’t go to Cheng Mountain.
Then I wouldn’t have drunk the tea that was drugged, and the evil son wouldn’t exist.
2: Kill Qi Shuang, and the backyard wouldn’t catch fire.
3: Keep Jiang Yan, and when I die, Xiao He can have a companion.
……
……
A total of six items.
It also included blaming his friend Qi Yi Liao for not helping him.
Jiao Bai remembered the plot, Qi Yi Liao wasn’t not helping him at that time, he was clear that the seat under Shen Ji’s ass had already collapsed, and he couldn’t beat Shen Er An’s protagonist halo himself, so he took a step back to protect the Qi family and the many subordinates who had risked their lives by his side.
As for that Xiao He, that was Shen Ji’s official partner, who hadn’t come out yet, all kinds of plots were advanced, and he would probably appear earlier. Shen Ji really had shit in his brain, and he even wanted his little lover and the lover who had been with him for many years to be companions.
Is that loving someone? Did he not consider how much his little lover hated his promiscuity? Pathetic and ridiculous.
At the end of this self-report was Shen Ji’s last thought left in this world.
– If life could be repeated.
Jiao Bai was indifferent, an arrogant, violent failure who didn’t treat people as people deserved to die with hatred.
“Assistant, can you turn off the Pikachu background music? Matching it with this World House causes my psychological discomfort, it’s disgusting.”
[Cannot.]
“Okay.” Jiao Bai rolled his eyes.
The “Broken Wings” comic suddenly appeared on the interface.
Supporting Character Shen Ji: The typical early black-hearted, black-lunged president with shit in his brain, the top1 in the scumbag gong who is prone to being cheap.
Strategy Guide: Play Hard to Get.
Obsessive Attribute: 30.
The comic came and went without a trace, Jiao Bai didn’t see it clearly before it disappeared, he asked the assistant to exit the World House, but then called to stop.
At the very bottom of the World House was a sentence, which was the homeowner, that is, Shen Ji himself’s evaluation of his life when he was dying.
– Confidence achieved the first half of my life, confidence ruined the second half of my life.
Jiao Bai wanted the assistant to help him exit the interface, his stomach was churning with sour water, he was about to vomit, he didn’t know if it was the physical discomfort brought by the pain and cold of his knees, or if he was stimulated by Shen Ji’s World House.
[Reminder to Player Jiao Bai, Friend Shen Ji’s “Youth Achievements” has been updated.]
What was updated?
Jiao Bai went in to take a look, and suddenly had a face like he swallowed a fly.
Shen Ji’s “Youth Achievements” had his picture added.
It was the picture of him kneeling in the ancestral hall.
Right now, this moment.
Jiao Bai didn’t care about the weirdness, he stared at the accompanying text, his teeth were itching.
The caption was: I raised a vicious dog.
Jiao Bai: “Exit!”
The information panel in front of him instantly closed.
Jiao Bai’s rapid breathing slowly calmed down, thirty-seven years old was still youth? Go to hell!
The ancestral hall seemed even colder, and the bones and tailbone of Jiao Bai’s back were aching in bursts, and there was still a whipping penalty waiting for him at midnight.
The only thing that made Jiao Bai feel a little warmth was,
Shen Ji’s activity level hadn’t stopped rising after passing 50, and it was rising a little from time to time.
Sure enough, 50 was a watershed, and once it went up, he didn’t have to calculate his moves, it automatically rose.
It would soon be full of hundreds.
Jiao Bai closed his eyes, a heartfelt joy appearing on his sickly pale and thin face, he finally didn’t have to bother contacting that rotten cucumber, and he could completely throw it away.
In fact, Jiao Bai didn’t want Shen Ji to enter any group.
Because the first knife that this comic world cut into his self-esteem was, Shen Ji made him kneel in his room that smelled of after sex, in front of Xiao La Jiao, who was pretending to be comatose with his body full of marks.
The tip of the knife was full of Shen Ji’s descendants’ smell.
Jiao Bai stared blankly at a pile of memorial tablets, the assistant said it was automatic grouping, so it wasn’t his responsibility.
Whatever.
Revenge or something, wasn’t as important as the mission.
But if Shen Ji interfered with his mission, then don’t blame him for choking the other party to death with dog blood, and then throwing him into a large jar full of dog blood to pickle him.
Who else was in Nan Cheng, the city that smelled of Shen family?
Shen Er An.
Li Jue.
Qi Zi Zhi.
The last one was on the run, and I’m afraid the place to deal with him in the future wouldn’t be in Nan Cheng. As for how to contact him, I’ll talk about it later. Mess with him is okay, just ask to save his life.
The first and second…
A subtle guess jumped out of Jiao Bai’s heart, wasn’t Shen Er An with Li Jue?
Had Li Jue done to him in the original work what he did in advance?
Jiao Bai subconsciously touched his pocket to take out his mobile phone, but he touched empty. He comforted himself to be calm. Li Jue had been in Nan Cheng for less than a month, and his obsession with Shen Er An shouldn’t be strong enough to make him make stupid and deadly mistakes.
“Young Master, good luck to you,” Jiao Bai muttered to himself, “and good luck to myself.”
Shen Ji wanted him to kneel until tomorrow, then at the time of the whipping punishment, he would still be in the ancestral hall.
It was midnight, the night was deep, and if the person watching the surveillance took a nap, or washed up and went to sleep, then no one would know if he died here.
Not knowing how long had passed, when Jiao Bai couldn’t kneel anymore and fell forward, the door of the ancestral hall opened from the outside, and a figure appeared at the door against the light.
“Do you know your mistake?”
Jiao Bai was writing on the small book in his heart, he started writing from the time he transmigrated in, he remembered every stroke clearly, this was his habit.
Now the person who had long been circled by him, with the word “death” written inside, had appeared, and had also said one of the classic lines of a cerebral palsy patient.
According to the routine,
“XX knows his mistake?”
“King, master, BOSS, Your Majesty, Lord, XX has jumped into the river, hanged himself, died of two lives with one corpse, jumped into the sea.”
It was really bloody. Jiao Bai suddenly realized that he didn’t love to have his heart beat faster and scream for bloody plots from when he started, probably because he was also going to start. When the spectator becomes the person involved, everything is different.
Shen Ji had come over after smoking a few cigarettes outside, he smelled of smoke and had a coolness on him. He shouldn’t have run over here after remembering how painful he was when Dong Shan lost his little boyfriend.
“Then continue kneeling.” Shen Ji turned around and left.
Suddenly a voice rang in the ancestral hall,
“I know my mistake.”
Jiao Bai was just doing a test, he paid attention to the activity level after he finished speaking, if his rebellious bone didn’t show, the activity level didn’t drop.
Okay, he really didn’t have to worry about it anymore.
“What, do you still want me to carry you out?” Shen Ji saw that the little dog inside hadn’t moved for a long time, and a cold sneer of charity came from his nostrils, “If you want me to carry you, be good, you only needed to kneel until supper time, but you had to be stubborn with me.”
Jiao Bai rubbed his sore and cold knees, supported the ground with both hands, and slowly and laboriously got up.
“Dear little assistant, when I complete the mission, can I exchange for another body?”
The assistant didn’t respond.
Jiao Bai grinned painfully, then let’s just dream first. His kneecaps were too stiff, and his legs were numb, he slowed down again and again in the middle.
Shen Ji raised and lowered one leg, he only knelt for more than two hours, and he was like this. He’s about to enter the Shen family, and he’s still so unruly, he should let him learn a lesson.
Jiao Bai stood up, turned around, and straightened his hunched back a little bit, looking at the person waiting for him to pass.
Shen Ji thought the little dog was going to make a fuss with him again, but the little dog didn’t say a word for a long time, just looked at him with an unclear look.
That look,
Familiar and unfamiliar.
Jiao Bai didn’t eat that supper at the Old Home, and the Old Lady didn’t stop him.
He had already knelt, and the Shen family’s majesty had also been shown, and the Old Lady’s fire had been released, it didn’t matter whether he left or stayed.
The Old Lady only regarded him as her youngest son’s life-saving charm, not even as a person.
And Shen Ji stayed at the Old Home.
On the way back to Xi Garden, Jiao Bai asked the driver to circle around Nan Cheng. This city appeared the most in “Broken Wings”, because Li Jue and Shen Er An were entangled here for a lifetime.
When he was reading the comics, Jiao Bai also liked and praised the scenery pictures for being super good, and the comment of being able to immerse people in Nan Cheng, now it was really, no good feelings.
The car still arrived at Xi Garden.
There was still half an hour before midnight, the night was very deep, and there were still fine snowflakes in the cold wind. It was going to snow.
Jiao Bai limped out of the car, and a series of footsteps came towards him, accompanied by a deep and serious voice: “Your knees are injured?”
“From kneeling.” Jiao Bai wasn’t very surprised to see Zhang Zhen, he was a kind person after all, and he didn’t insult the netizens who had deceived him, let alone lay a hand on him.
Zhang Zhen followed Jiao Bai for a short distance: “Let me help you.”
“Thank you.” Jiao Bai didn’t refuse, he had to save his little remaining strength to deal with the hell time that followed.
After thinking about it, Jiao Bai said, “Can you carry me on your back?”
Zhang Zhen was still thinking, this Jiao Bai seemed different from when he came back from the Old Home, when he heard him say such a sentence.
“Yes.” Zhang Zhen walked to the front without hesitating for long, bent his knees, and put his strong back to him.
Jiao Bai climbed up unceremoniously.
He was worthy of being Qi Yi Liao’s sharpest sword, although he looked beautiful and pure, he had a body of muscles and bones that had been tempered.
Jiao Bai glanced at Zhang Zhen’s avatar, the color blocks were all silly old father smiling faces.
“…………”
“Why didn’t you call me when you were being punished to kneel?” Zhang Zhen asked.
Jiao Bai teased: “You can rush over and save me from that Old Lady’s hands?”
“That’s impossible.” Zhang Zhen was a serious person, not joking, he pondered, “The Shen family’s Old Home has first-class defense equipment, I’m afraid I can’t break in alone.”
“But I can find Third Brother, and let him contact Shen Dong to plead for you.”
Jiao Bai laughed even more fiercely, and his chest connected to Zhang Zhen was shaking: “Is your Third Brother the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva?”
Zhang Zhen was embarrassed: “That’s not it.”
Then there was no then.
Suddenly cold.
Jiao Bai lay on Zhang Zhen’s back, and they passed together from under the tree. The hanging branches brushed past his ear, it was a little painful, but not cold, he thought of his father.
Although his father left him with his mother when he was very young, he didn’t remember whether his father had carried him on his back, but he should have.
Just like now, very stable, and very warm.
Jiao Bai yawned, at first he regarded himself as an eating melon spectator, not participating and not commenting, and wouldn’t change the fate of the protagonist or the supporting character cannon fodder.
Now…
Jiao Bai felt that when he finished the mission, he wouldn’t mind helping the people who were good to him.
Putting aside the part that was forced to follow the plot by the mission, he was actually a person who distinguished between gratitude and resentment, he would take revenge on those who were bad to him, and he would repay those who were good to him.
Jiao Bai took out his mobile phone that Shen Ji threw back to him when he left the Old Home, that is, the one Zhang Zhen sent him.
He still had five minutes to prepare, and before that he could probe Li Jue’s opinion.
Jiao Bai first called Liang Dong, and got Li Jue’s contact information from the other party.
Li Jue didn’t not answer because it was an unfamiliar call, he quickly connected, and politely asked who it was, his voice had the drowsiness of being woken up.
“Me.” Jiao Bai said.
Li Jue woke up all of a sudden: “Little, Little Qiu Brother!”
He was so excited that he cried and shouted: “Where have you been all this time, I always can’t get through to your phone, and there’s no news from the police, I really…”
“Xiao Jue, have you seen Shen Er An?” Jiao Bai interrupted him.
“Not recently, he hasn’t come to school, and Liang Dong hasn’t come either.” Li Jue muttered to himself in confusion, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
Jiao Bai understood this former cub of Li Jue, after all, he was the protagonist of this manga, and most of it was his perspective, and his scenes were definitely the first.
Now Jiao Bai could confirm by Li Jue’s breathing sound that he wasn’t lying.
“It’s nothing, I’m just asking.” Jiao Bai loosened the strength of his grip on the phone, “I have something to do here, you wait for me to be done and I’ll find you.”
Then he emphasized: “Wait for me to find you.”
“Good night.” Jiao Bai put the phone aside.
Shen Er An wasn’t with Li Jue, other possibilities couldn’t be figured out for a while. Wait until he survived tonight, and then he’ll have the strength to think about it.
Jiao Bai lay on the bed waiting to die, he didn’t take off his clothes and shoes, he was afraid that if he took them off, he would shout for help when he was about to die, and Zhang Zhen would have to spend time putting them on for him, delaying his rescue time.
When Jiao Bai’s back suddenly felt a sharp pain, he knew that midnight had arrived. Punishment had come.
Pain.
Too painful.
Jiao Bai thought he could endure it, but he didn’t expect that he couldn’t endure the first one, he screamed loudly in pain: “Ah!”
There was a knock on the door from outside the room, followed by Zhang Zhen’s shout: “Jiao Bai?”
His hearing was good, and he also slept for a short time every day, and he hadn’t slept yet at this time, and when he heard the movement, he rushed over quickly. He was a little surprised. How could the person inside who had suffered all kinds of crimes, and was still strong in the face of power, suddenly scream so painfully.
Zhang Zhen stayed at the door for a while, but there was no movement in the room again, he frowned, it seemed that he was having a nightmare.
Having a nightmare was also normal.
Mrs. Shen wasn’t so easy to be.
Shen Dong also raised a few mistresses, he had always been like that, it was impossible for him to change his nature and give his loyalty, and the Old Lady was a ruthless character, and also made the unregistered daughter-in-law kneel. Feudal and superstitious, terrible.
Zhang Zhen suddenly noticed the coolness in the soles of his feet, and only then did he realize that he didn’t wear shoes when he came over, his face darkened.
To this day, he still didn’t dare to tell Third Brother that he had been deceived by Jiao Bai, and had been a “sister” online for a few months.
It was too embarrassing.
It would be good to be an older brother, big brother, or brother. But it was “sister”.
He had to bury this matter in his stomach for a long time, and tomorrow he should confess to Jiao Bai and tell him not to spread it out.
Zhang Zhen returned to the room next door, and didn’t know if the child who called him little brother in his memory was still alive, and if he was alive in some corner of the world, what would he be like.
He would definitely live easier than Jiao Bai. Not asking for great wealth, but only asking for peace and happiness.
In the room, Jiao Bai bit the quilt tightly, his teeth bleeding, his body spasming.
He didn’t dare to call out anymore.
If Zhang Zhen came in and saw him like this, how would he explain it? Would he still use the evil possession routine to deal with it?
It wouldn’t work, Zhang Zhen wasn’t Qi Yi Liao, and wouldn’t believe in ghosts and gods.
Moreover, Jiao Bai’s punishment was still continuing, Zhang Zhen’s heart wasn’t black, and there was still a piece of red preserved, he couldn’t stand by and do nothing.
When Jiao Bai was in a daze, he touched backwards tremblingly, and only touched the sweat that had wet his clothes, and didn’t touch a trace of stickiness.
No bleeding?
Jiao Bai’s twitching eyelids suddenly opened, he touched it definitely, there really wasn’t.
But he could feel the real skin being torn apart.
Dense cold sweat rolled down his forehead, Jiao Bai’s eyes were both blurred and blood-colored: “Assistant, will my ribs break a second time?”
[The pain of mental whipping will not damage the bones]
Jiao Bai pulled apart his bloody mouth: “That’s good…”
After saying that, Jiao Bai seemed to be hit hard, and his sweaty shoulder blades tightened and bulged, and the lines from the spine to the waist trembled almost distorted. The feet that he pressed against the wet quilt slammed, and then twitched weakly. At this time, the knees that had been bruised from kneeling in the Shen family’s old ancestral hall were rubbed into a messy bloodstain.
“Little Assistant…how long will it take to end…”
[Endure thirty hits]
The quilt that Jiao Bai bit in his mouth had already been soaked with blood, and he smiled with tears in his eyes, damn it, thirty hits, then would I still have a life to live?
Forget it, I won’t live, I give up.
When he thought so, Jiao Bai bit the quilt even harder, and his two hands clenched even tighter, and the blue veins floated on the blue-red back of his hands.
[Does the player know his mistake?]
When Jiao Bai was dying, he heard this electronic voice, and he wriggled his bloody corners of his mouth. The system assistants were all early scum attributes.
[Does the player know his mistake?]
“Wrong…I know my mistake…I was wrong…”
“I know my mistake…”
“Mom…I’m so hurt…”
“Save me…”
The voice in the room was soft and hoarse, and the person speaking was already delirious, and gradually lost consciousness.
Qi Yi Liao had a severe fear of heights, and wouldn’t take a plane if he could, and he also cherished his life, and wouldn’t run a night car if he could, and tried not to.
This time he came over overnight, and arrived in Nan Cheng at dawn.
On the way, Qi Yi Liao called his old friend, and the person who answered the phone was an unfamiliar male voice, a very young and clean voice, but also very hoarse, with a seductive desire.
“Is…is it Director Qi?”
The owner of that voice had just finished speaking when he seemed to be kicked hard to the ground, making a “bang” sound while crying out in pain.
In that noisy sound, there was Shen Ji’s stern reprimand mixed in: “Who told you to answer the phone randomly? Get out!”
Shen Ji let the person roll away, took out a cigarette and took two puffs, he became more and more angry the more he thought about it last night at the Old Home, he felt aggrieved no matter how he thought about it, and being moved by someone was like losing. Still against a heartless little thing.
Shen Ji left the Old Home irritably, drove to one of the mistresses who had a rebellious bone that didn’t stick to his hand, and had served him for a long time, and had a comfortable time, and had just fallen asleep.
Why did his old friend call at this time?
“A Liao, where are you?” Shen Ji exhaled clouds of smoke.
Qi Yi Liao: “Nan Cheng.”
Shen Ji sat up: “You came over overnight?”
“I’m just worried that my nephew will mess around.” Qi Yi Liao said helplessly, “A desperate person can do anything, he’s a member of the Qi family, I want to stop him before he makes the Qi family lose face.”
Shen Ji remained noncommittal, the old friend was making a fuss over a minor issue, just a bastard son who had just entered the Qi family, it wasn’t worth his head of the family coming over to clean him up in person.
“Old Shen, have breakfast together?” Qi Yi Liao suggested.
“Dinner then.” Shen Ji heard the rustling of leaves on his side, “Are you at my place?”
“Not yet.” Qi Yi Liao smiled.
The sound of wind on the old friend’s side was gone again. Shen Ji took a puff of cigarette, and suddenly mentioned: “My little dog knelt in the ancestral hall last night, and he’s full of resentment towards me, don’t provoke him if you’re okay.”
Qi Yi Liao slowed down the action of rubbing his nose: “Why did he kneel in the ancestral hall?”
“The Old Lady’s intention.” Shen Ji put the cigarette ashes on the bedside table, “My family has a lot of family rules, unlike your family, where you can make all the decisions, I want to kill all of them in the board of directors when they quarrel.”
Qi Yi Liao smiled and joked a few words: “Let’s do this first, you catch up on sleep, we’ll talk later.”
After hanging up the phone, he stood in the small pavilion, glanced at the recklessly rubbing trees not far away, and walked towards that side slowly and methodically.
Zhang Zhen, who had been waiting at the door since he received the news, ran over from afar, his mouth full of cold air: “Third Brother, why did you come so early?”
“Couldn’t sleep.” Qi Yi Liao walked all the way, all the way was the noisy rustling sound, there was a trace of impatience in his red eyes, “There are too many trees in this Xi Garden.”
Zhang Zhen grabbed his hair that was blown by the wind: “The greening is well done, it’s a place for rich people to cultivate their health.”
He vaguely heard Third Brother say, “Can it be cultivated?”
Zhang Zhen didn’t react, and didn’t think much about it before catching up with Third Brother who had walked away.
Xi Garden had a special cooking aunt and a servant in charge of hygiene-related matters, who were all busy at this time.
The employer didn’t come back, but his friend came.
And he came so early.
The servants all became uneasy, the breakfast wasn’t cooked well, and the hygiene wasn’t done well, and their fear of being scolded was written on their faces.
Qi Yi Liao changed his shoes and came in, very amiable and understandingly said: “I came early, you do your work, I’m fine.”
The servants breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. The atmosphere became so relaxed.
Qi Yi Liao unbuttoned his coat: “Where’s the person?”
Zhang Zhen was preparing to make tea for Third Brother, and when he heard this question, it took him a few seconds to know which one he was asking about.
“He’s still asleep in the room.” Zhang Zhen shrugged, “That kid doesn’t get up before eight o’clock in Lan Mo House, it’s still early.”
Qi Yi Liao took off his coat and draped it over the back of the sofa, and said to Zhang Zhen who was going to get busy: “Don’t make tea, just plain water.”
Finally he said: “Put some sugar in it.”
Zhang Zhen’s expression became serious, Third Brother didn’t like to drink water, let alone add sugar, he hadn’t been like this for many years.
It seemed that he really had to speed up and find a suitable person for Third Brother.
The end of the year was really eventful.
When Zhang Zhen was taking the sugar, he couldn’t help but have designs on Jiao Bai, if it really didn’t work, let him help Third Brother first, and then replace him after finding someone?
Anyway, Third Brother was living here before the matter was resolved, so it was convenient.
No.
Shen Dong was afraid of disagreeing. Even if he knew that Third Brother wouldn’t take anyone to bed, he couldn’t touch them.
Zhang Zhen shook his head again, he should ask Jiao Bai about this, he was the person involved, and let him make the decision himself.
After eight o’clock, Qi Yi Liao put down the sugar water.
At half past eight, he went up to the second floor, sat on the sofa at the end of the corridor, closed his eyes, and his fingers with clear knuckles bent slightly, and tapped the scriptures on the table carelessly.
Before he had finished tapping two sentences, Qi Yi Liao opened his mouth: “A Zhen, go wake him up.”
Zhang Zhen who was about to box: “…”
“Third Brother, there’s no need to wake him up, he can get up whenever he wants,” Zhang Zhen stopped the words that followed under a dark gaze, and he turned around and walked towards Jiao Bai’s room.
When he passed by his room, Zhang Zhen opened the door to take a look, and the teenager who had been knocked unconscious by him last night was still nestled on his bed, he had struck hard, and the other party hadn’t woken up yet.
Zhang Zhen closed the door lightly, walked a few steps to the next door, knocked a few times, but there was no response inside.
“Xiao Bai?” It was the first time Zhang Zhen had woken someone up, it was unnatural, “That, the weather forecast said there will be heavy snow today, do you want to get up and take a look?”
Still no movement.
Zhang Zhen didn’t dare to knock again, it wasn’t anything to sleep in late, besides, Jiao Bai had been punished to kneel last night, so it was good to let him sleep more.
So Zhang Zhen didn’t stay any longer and went to report back.
Zhang Zhen sensed that something was surging in the air, like a poisonous snake sticking out its tongue, exploring. He instinctively put on a response: “Third Brother?”
Qi Yi Liao started tapping the scriptures again, but the force of the tapping was imperceptibly heavier by one or two points: “Go again, and say I’m here.”
Zhang Zhen: “…I’ll go right away.”
He soon folded back: “Still no sound.”
The tapping stopped abruptly, Qi Yi Liao got up and strode into the corridor: “Which room?”
Zhang Zhen stretched out his finger and pointed, his expression changed with it. Jiao Bai was afraid of his Third Brother, and he would get up to do the show, it was impossible for him to still rely in the room with peace of mind.
Xi Garden’s soundproof walls, doors and windows were all top-notch.
But Qi Yi Liao just kicked it, and the closed door separated from the door frame with a loud bang, and the kicked place had a terrifying area with a large dent.
Qi Yi Liao’s leg muscles under his suit pants exploded and retracted, and he was once again elegant and charming. He walked into the room, and what he saw was the bright chandelier, the messy, bloodstained bed.
There was no one lying on the bed.
The person was on the ground by the bed, his face tilted towards the bottom of the bed, as if he had rolled down.
The smell of blood in the room was a bit strong.