I Really Didn't Do Anything

"It's been days, I forgot. It's so late, let's sleep!" Li Hao naturally wouldn't admit to such things, nor would he deny them.

"Shameless." Lin Shiyin had been with Li Hao for so many days, she naturally knew how shameless he was. But what she didn't expect was that Li Hao's methods to possess her were so despicable.

She really didn't know how her cousin, who was full of righteousness and unparalleled chivalry, could have sworn brotherhood with him.

"It's so late, don't make trouble. They're all asleep." Lin Shiyin tried to push Li Hao's hand away, but her strength was a bit lacking.

In Li Hao's eyes, Lin Shiyin's actions clearly meant she wanted to speak but didn't, wanted to refuse but welcomed.

"Sister Shiyin, what did you often eat when you were little? Yi Lin has secretly asked me a few times."

"What else could I eat? Just steamed buns and noodles." Lin Shiyin naturally knew what Li Hao meant and replied with a blush.

This fool always found topics to break through her psychological defenses, making her fall deeper and deeper.

"As expected, coarse grains are still nourishing!" Li Hao sighed.

"You can't take this anymore, there's really nothing left to wear." Lin Shiyin pressed down on a piece of silk.

She had been embroidering small clothes every day for the past few days, and her eyes were almost blind.

As a result, she finished embroidering, washed, and put it on the first day, wore it for a day on the second, and it was gone on the third. If you told her Li Hao had nothing to do with it, she wouldn't believe you even if you beat her to death.

All she did all day now was embroider, embroider, embroider... embroidering non-stop. Why didn't you take mine, but instead took Yi Lin's and Sister Ning's?

Wuwu... This is too bullying.

"I just wanted to study Sister Shiyin's craftsmanship. I really didn't intend to take it, it was for academic research." Li Hao's old face blushed, and he said calmly.

As for whether it was awkward, his principle was: as long as I'm not awkward, then whoever is awkward is someone else.

Hmph, still want to resist? Do you think my max-level Skillful Undressing is fake?

Even the four-buckle and five-buckle bras of modern times couldn't stump my one-handed squeeze. Your kind of tying a butterfly knot is simply child's play.

Soon, Lin Shiyin's resistance became negligible.

"Sister Shiyin, let's rest!" Li Hao saw that the time was right and didn't dwell on it any longer.

Silence was more eloquent than words at this moment; saying more would be futile.

It was early autumn, and the sound of frogs and insects still chirped outside the window, but there was a hint of coolness in the air.

"Can you two stop arguing? You're disturbing others' rest..." These two were too much, not caring about the impact at all.

Yi Lin, carefree and heartless, slept soundly. But she had been woken up from the beginning.

Ning Zhongze thought Li Hao was doing it on purpose. Otherwise, why would he be making such a fuss regardless of the occasion?

The key was, he only stuck out one paw, did he think this was an itch?

Indeed, it was an itch, an itch that made her heart flutter.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Lin Shiyin was greatly embarrassed and quickly hid her head under the covers.

"The sun is already up, it's time for morning exercises," Ning Zhongze said angrily.

"The weather forecast said the weather would be bad today, not suitable for outdoor activities. It's best to exercise indoors," Li Hao said, smacking his lips.

"Who is this weather forecast? The name sounds strange. And what is indoor exercise?" Ning Zhongze was curious about the weather forecast. This little hooligan often said words she had never heard before.

"You don't need to worry about the weather forecast. You should worry about yourself..."

On the night of the full moon, atop the Purple Forbidden Mountain, a sword flies, a celestial being from beyond the heavens.

Canhe Manor adopted a traditional Suzhou Gardens design. The flowers and trees were well-planned. There were no mosquitoes and insects in the summer, and very few fallen leaves in the winter. Living there made one feel refreshed and invigorated.

Also, the sleep quality inside was exceptionally good.

Li Hao slept until past 10 o'clock before waking up. This was the time he estimated based on his biological clock. His habit from his previous life was to sleep in the morning and write at night.

"Second Young Master, you're awake." When Li Hao woke up, Ning Zhongze and the others had already gotten up.

"Mm, where are they?" Li Hao looked around but couldn't find Ning Zhongze and the others.

Li Hao's adaptability was very strong. The entire manor believed he was the Second Young Master, so he would be the Second Young Master.

Anyway, the Murong Family was rich, and it wouldn't be a problem for him to help them spend some money, right? Who knew, after Murong Fu went mad, all this vast fortune would be his. Just thinking about it made him happy.

It seemed he had to find a time to get rid of Murong Fu. Li Hao silently added getting rid of Murong Fu to his agenda.

"Madam and the others went shopping in Gusu City early this morning. Don't worry, Second Young Master, Brother Deng is escorting them with guards, there won't be any problems," A Zhu said casually.

In Gusu, there was no prodigal son who dared to offend the people of Canhe Manor.

"Then you two are..." Li Hao looked at the two maids holding gift boxes and standing at the door.

"Second Young Master, the head steward said that since you've returned to the Murong Family, we should take you to meet your aunt." The little maid A Bi was good, she could even answer questions preemptively.

"My aunt? Who is she!" Li Hao's heart skipped a beat. Could the aunt they were referring to be Madam Wang, Li Qingluo? This was a great beauty with a celestial appearance.

Although Li Qingluo was a bit wicked, it was all forced out of her by Duan Zhengchun. She could be considered a tragic figure.

"Wait, where's that Duan Yu kid?" Li Hao suddenly asked.

Damn it, he had to keep a close eye on that little brat and not let him get close to Wang Yuyan, otherwise this sticky candy would cling to him tightly.

"Second Young Master, don't you know?" A Zhu looked at Li Hao doubtfully.

"What's going on?" Li Hao had left after collecting the comic books yesterday, and Deng Baichuan had handled everything that happened afterward.

"Young Master Duan went crazy this morning, desperately trying to kill himself. He tried to jump into the lake, hang himself, jump down a well, slit his throat – everything. He calmed down after Brother Deng stopped him, then left limping."

"Second Young Master, what did you do last night! Young Master Duan..." A Bi trailed off, looking shy.

"Heh heh, what could I do? You know I like pretty young ladies like you. As for whether Brother Deng did anything, I don't know," Li Hao said with a grin, making a wolf-like expression as if looking at Little Red Riding Hood.

Deng Baichuan: Don't you know what I did? It was all according to your arrangements.

"Second Young Master, you're so wicked!" A Zhu and A Bi both started fidgeting.

Murong Fu was nearly thirty years old, and although he was a very graceful and refined gentleman.

Compared to Murong Fu, young ladies like A Zhu and A Bi preferred Li Hao's roguish bad-boy charm.

A hooligan isn't bad; it's for the next generation.