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At this moment, a mechanical and stiff voice sounded in Chu Ziyu's mind, "Task 2: Help Yin Le to return to his roots and save the Chu family." Completed.

"Task three: Help Yin Le inherit the Chu family."

"Tsk, what a bummer."

At this time, Yin Le, who was toasting in the banquet hall on the first floor, also saw Chu Ziyu at the window on the second floor.

The cup in his hand slipped instantly, fell to the ground with a thud, and broke into countless pieces, with the wine splashing everywhere.

Yin Le's eyes widened, his face turned pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but no sound came out.

Then he quickly rushed to the stairs, his heart full of worry and anxiety.

"Zi Yu!" Yin Le called out Chu Zi Yu's name loudly, his voice hoarse.

At the same time, a trace of displeasure flashed across the faces of Chu's father and mother. They followed Yin Le's gaze and saw Chu Ziyu standing on the second floor.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of disgust and dissatisfaction.

Father Chu frowned and cursed in a low voice: "What a troublesome thing!"

Chu's mother glared at Chu Ziyu fiercely and said with gritted teeth: "This money-losing bastard, I should have thrown him into the trash can earlier!"

It really brought shame to them.

At this moment, Chu Ziyu was still standing quietly in front of the window, his eyes empty and confused.

He seemed not to hear the noise coming from downstairs. He just looked at the scenery outside the window silently, his thoughts already drifting far away.

Chu Yucen's expression changed and he ran quickly to the second floor, but he was too far away and not as fast as Yin Le.

Chu Ziyu heard Yin Le's voice, but did not turn around. He lowered his head slightly and secretly complained to 6872 in his heart.

"Isn't there too much blood on this body? It really shouldn't have been taken from Lin Xiaofeng's head."

"Boss, hurry up, it's time to jump, it's time to jump. If you don't jump now, you won't be able to jump anymore." 6872's anxious voice urged.

Finally, Yin Le came to the second floor and kicked the door open. Without even looking at the mess in the room, he rushed to the window and grabbed Chu Ziyu without hesitation.

But at this moment, Chu Ziyu fell down like a fallen leaf in autumn.

Yin Le's fingers just barely hooked the corner of his clothes, but with a snap, they broke.

Xie Lingan watched helplessly as his little follower fell heavily to the ground just one step away from him.

Warm blood splashed into his eyes, blurring his vision, and the world instantly turned blood red.

"Fuck, it's all Yin Le's fault. He jumped too early. I was going to jump into Xiao An's arms. I'm going to remember this badly."

Chu Ziyu, who had already returned to the system space, looked at the chaotic scene outside and complained.

Chu Yucen's heart sank suddenly, he quickly rushed to the window and looked down.

Chu Ziyu's body was lying motionless in a pool of blood, his thin white shirt was stained red by the blood, and Xie Lingan was kneeling beside Chu Ziyu.

Yin Le on the other side of the window stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Chu Yucen called 120, then patted Yin Le and took him downstairs.

Xie Lingan gently stroked Chu Ziyu's face with trembling hands, tears rolling down uncontrollably.

Every minute seemed like a long torture.

Finally, the ambulance arrived at the scene and medical staff quickly started rescue work.

The lights in the operating room came on, and the three of them were waiting in the corridor. Xie Lingan's hands were covered in blood, and there were also spots of blood on his clothes.

He stood up, walked to Yin Le, and punched him straight in the face.