Jiang Family
Li Shiyao sat at the dining table, dozing off with her chin resting on her hand.
The food on the table had been reheated time and time again.
Squeak—
The sound of the door opening startled Li Shiyao awake.
The moment she saw Jiang Cheng, Li Shiyao ran to him.
"Brother, you're finally back."
Li Shiyao looked up, blinked, and smiled broadly.
Jiang Cheng patted Li Shiyao's head, noticed her bare feet, and frowned.
"Why aren't you wearing shoes? What if you catch a cold?"
Li Shiyao stuck out her little lilac tongue.
"Isn't this wonderful? The shoes are right there."
As she spoke, Li Shiyao pointed towards the dining table.
Jiang Cheng then noticed the sumptuous meal on the table, and a warm feeling washed over him.
"Brother hasn't eaten yet, has he? I've already made it."
Li Shiyao pulled Jiang Cheng to the dining table and sat him down, then served him two bowls of rice.
Seeing the busy figures in the kitchen, Jiang Cheng spoke.
"From now on, the nanny can cook the meals, so you don't have to work so hard."
Li Shiyao shook her head.
"It's okay, I like to make... for my brother to eat."
As she finished speaking, her voice grew softer and softer until Jiang Cheng could barely hear her.
"Then why should we hire a nanny? Aren't you just taking someone else's job?"
Jiang Cheng spoke irritably, his voice tinged with helplessness.
Li Shiyao rolled her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, her eyes filled with a smile.
"From now on, I'll eat what the nanny cooks, and my brother can eat what I cook."
Jiang Cheng:...
The saying "it's better to say something than not" makes a lot of sense.
I really don't know how Li Shiyao's little brain is structured?
"Eat quickly."
Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and buried his head in his rice.
Li Shiyao smiled and watched Jiang Cheng eat, which made her feel much better.
Meanwhile, at the Jiang Cheng Police Station.
Jiang Ruoxue stretched while sitting in the chair, her curves breathtakingly beautiful.
"Finally finished."
Jiang Ruoxue glanced at the time and yawned.
She's been incredibly busy these past few days organizing the case files at the Police Station.
Fortunately, hard work pays off.
I can go home tomorrow night!
The thought of Jiang Cheng filled her with a mixture of anger and affection, her eyes brimming with resentment.
In the past two days, Jiang Cheng hasn't taken the initiative to call her to ask if she's eaten or to show any concern for her.
What's most infuriating is that last night I couldn't suppress my longing for him and took time out of my busy schedule to call him, but Jiang Cheng didn't answer.
This infuriated her, and she even dreamt about ruthlessly exploiting Jiang Cheng last night.
Jiang Ruoxue sighed softly.
What a nemesis!
As I was thinking about it, I propped my chin up and started grinning like an idiot.
At this time, I wonder what Jiang Cheng is doing, and whether he is thinking about me.
"Forget it, this guy won't even think about her."
Jiang Ruoxue kept a straight face and pouted, looking unhappy.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Ruoxue assumed it was Tang Meng bringing her food, so she spoke up.
"You brat, you even know to bring me food. I'd rather starve to death."
As soon as she turned her head, Jiang Ruoxue's smile turned cold.
"Feng Hui, what are you doing here? Who gave you permission to come in?"
"Ruoxue, I brought you food because I was worried you were hungry."
Feng Hui, as if he hadn't heard Jiang Ruoxue's words, walked in with a smirk.
"Go out."
Jiang Ruoxue frowned even more deeply, her face filled with indescribable disgust.
Feng Hui remained unmoved; he was already used to hearing these words and had long since become immune to them.
"Take your things away, or I'll throw them out."
Jiang Ruoxue glanced at the food on the table and spoke coldly.
Feng Hui froze, his voice filled with sorrow.
"Ruoxue, you should know how I feel about you, so why can't you give me a chance?"
"Feng Hui, let me give you a piece of advice: a leopard can't change its spots!"
Jiang Ruoxue wore a mocking expression.
"You know what you did back in the Police Academy."
Upon hearing this, Feng Hui was taken aback.
It seemed they hadn't expected Jiang Ruoxue to know about this.
When he first entered the Police Academy, he used the influence of the Feng Family to get a pretty policewoman pregnant.
The other party committed suicide because he could not bear the humiliation. The incident caused a great uproar, but it was eventually suppressed by the Feng Family.
Logically speaking, Jiang Ruoxue would only enter the Police Academy the following year, so she shouldn't know about this.
Who is it?!
Feng Hui's eyes were unreadable, but he still tried to appear calm.
"Ruoxue, I don't know what you're talking about."
You disgust me!
Jiang Ruoxue immediately threw the things Feng Hui brought into the trash can.
Feng Hui was completely devastated.
As the young master of the Southwest Feng Family, this was the first time he had suffered so many setbacks at the hands of a woman.
Today was probably the day Jiang Ruoxue spoke the most to him, but not a single kind word came out.
Feng Hui's face turned ugly, and he was about to say something.
Tang Meng's voice came from the doorway.
"Sister Ruoxue, dinner is ready."
Tang Meng walked in carrying a lunchbox, spotted Feng Hui immediately, and muttered under her breath, "..."
"It's that tagalong again."
Jiang Ruoxue gave a soft "hmm" and walked past Feng Hui.
Feng Hui's face was grim, and the veins on his arms bulged.
His eyes were so gloomy they looked like they could drip water.
On the other side, a biting cold wind blew by.
Ye Bufan shivered and slowly woke up.
Hiss!
It really hurts.
Ye Bufan shook his dizzy head, fragmented thoughts flashing through his mind.
He only remembered being hit on the head with a club by a man wearing a black hood, and then losing consciousness.
However, one thing is certain: that person was definitely a Martial Artist!
Even if he were an ordinary person, he wouldn't be injured to this extent, even if he were attacked from behind.
Who could it be?
Could it be that foul-mouthed kid from the Heavenly Tiger Gang?
It's very possible that the kid is a scoundrel; he looks like the kind of despicable creature.
Damn it!
Before he could even become the boss, the Azure Dragon Gang was wiped out.
Ye Bufan was indignant, feeling that he hadn't been as comfortable as a fish in water since he came down from the mountain.
Nothing he does goes smoothly; it's as if someone is plotting against him in the dark.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Ye Bufan shook his head, unable to believe it.
He is a man blessed by heaven.
Who can outmaneuver him? Who dares to outmaneuver him?!
You must be overthinking it; it's probably just a psychological trauma left on you by that devil.
Suddenly, Ye Bufan realized something was wrong.
My whole body feels so tight and uncomfortable; I can't move at all.
Looking down, I saw my second brother outside, and where were my clothes?!
"Could that kid from the Heavenly Tiger Gang be a psychopath?"
In a daze, Ye Bufan felt a rough, large hand sweep across every inch of his skin.
Just thinking about that scene made Ye Bufan feel nauseous, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
"Ah!! Damn it, I'm not clean anymore."
"You tied the rope so professionally, you just wait!"
Ye Bufan was filled with grief and indignation. He tried to break free but found the rope to be unusually strong.
I noticed the rough texture of tree bark against my back.
Ye Bufan closed his eyes.
In the dim light of night, she writhed up and down in an extremely shameful position...