Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

Suddenly, a surging aura of thunder and lightning came from Yang Lei's wrist, and Liang Qian's voice suddenly rang out, "Jing Xi, he can't hurt you, don't commit murder."

The green light in Yang Lei's pupils disappeared instantly. He raised his hand and threw Yao Yuan out, landing right in front of the newly added altar in the living room.

Yao Yuan was desperately taking deep gulps of fresh air. When he looked up, he saw the portraits of Yang Lei's mother and grandmother. He was so scared that he started coughing and his temples ached.

Yang Lei stepped on Yao Yuan's chest, forcing him to lie back on the ground. In a short period of time, Yao Yuan felt suffocated for the second time.

Yang Lei looked down at the man on the ground and said sarcastically, "A man should be brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. You and I both know what you have done. You should really be grateful to the rule of law for saving you."

Yang Lei carried the Husky back to the bedroom. Yao Yuan paused for a while, went to the entrance to pick up his suitcase, which he had not yet had time to pack after returning from a trip, and ran out of the house as if escaping.

Jing Xi was lying on the soft big bed, grabbing Erha's chubby face and teaching it, "You are so stupid, you are only making things worse. From tomorrow on, you will increase the amount of training. You must learn to follow my instructions."

The little Husky looked at his stepfather with his wise eyes, and felt that his stepfather's IQ was indeed not as good as his. How could he act according to your "eye signals" when he was highly myopic and color blind? Is it relying on the father-son bond? But you are not my biological father!

The dog was thrown out in disgust. Jing Xi raised his numb right arm. The lightning attack just now was too fierce.

"Damn Heaven, damn Liang Qian, damn racial discrimination..." Jing Xi took off the ancient-style bracelet with a curse, clicked it twice, pinched it into an oval shape, put it back on his hand angrily, and swore to himself, "Sooner or later, I will replace you."

Yao Yuan ran out of the community in one breath and didn't calm down until he got into a taxi. He touched his neck and chest, and they were still aching.

After sending the luggage back to the unit dormitory, Yao Yuan hailed another taxi and asked the driver to take him to the People's Hospital for a check-up.

As for whether Yao Yuan was concerned about his own health or wanted to get his injuries checked to leave himself a way out, this was completely out of Jing Xi's consideration.

It’s no wonder that Yang Haoming particularly likes Yao Yuan. At certain moments, the two of them have quite synchronized thoughts.

Yao Yuan arrived at the People's Hospital and after a series of examinations, it was found that apart from some sub-health conditions and soft tissue contusion, he had no other problems. X-rays were also taken, and there was nothing wrong with him.

The doctor told him to stay up less late, have a regular schedule, exercise properly, and eat less spicy and irritating foods... In short, these are principles that everyone understands, but it is difficult to do them, so it is as good as saying nothing.

Yao Yuan was very puzzled. His chest clearly hurt and his neck felt like it was about to break. How come he was fine?

As for the soft tissue contusion, it should have been caused by the fall when Yang Lei threw him out. Yang Lei is not even as tall as him, and he sits in front of the computer all day and never goes out for exercise. How could he be so strong?

At this time, a mother and son passed by Yao Yuan. The little boy said that the teacher asked him to hand in a one-inch photo with a blue background. His mother said she had one at home and would give it to him in the evening.

Yao Yuan was startled and suddenly remembered the two portraits of the deceased placed in the living room. He was so scared that he looked around quickly, walked to crowded places, and did not even look at Yang Haoming, and hurried back to the dormitory.

Having never done anything wrong in his life, Yao Yuan was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. However, he scared himself and had nightmares for three consecutive nights. He went to the temple early on Saturday morning to burn incense and pray for blessings.

In the evening, Jing Xi went downstairs to walk the dog, and then strolled to the square dance army to watch the aunts shooting videos.

Aunt Wang tied the dog leash to a big tree. Little Teddy's movements were restricted and it was running around the tree in circles. The longer it ran, the shorter the leash became, and its range of movement became smaller. It seemed that this guy was not very smart. Jing Xi decided to keep his Husky away from Teddy. What if his bloodline awakened and could not be sealed back?

Jing Xi volunteered to help, but in fact he went to familiarize himself with the equipment. His own equipment had not arrived yet, so he used these to practice first.

After shooting for half an hour, there was enough material and the aunts were ready to retreat. Jing Xi had also finished his research, so he helped the aunts pack up their equipment and took the Husky home.

After playing games for a while in the evening, the game character controlled by Jing Xi was killed instantly three times. The opponent's gaming level was above average, but he had top-notch equipment and was a rich man. Humph!

The next day, the show had to go on as usual. As soon as Jing Xi turned on the computer, he was bombarded with various notification sounds. He quickly clicked to check and found that it was Yang Lei's contract termination and a private message from his former guild.

Capitalist Liang is very efficient. He successfully terminated the contract without having to pay liquidated damages. He is indeed his nephew. Who knows what sinister means he used.

The guild leader was extremely busy at this time, and repeatedly emphasized to the platform's legal department that the information was not leaked by their guild, and that their guild's business status was also normal, with no illegal operations. They were also actively paying taxes, and they could definitely withstand the investigation...

Legal Affairs: "Do you think I believe it?"

Jing Xi, in a good mood, folded a paper crane, and with a wave of his hand, the crane flew out.

Today, Liang Qian was not reading ancient books in the rocking chair, but sitting upright at his desk reviewing documents. His assistant Xiao Hu knocked on the door, put the paper crane on the table and ran away.

Xiao Hu patted his chest and said, assistant's job is not easy!

Sister Chang gave a fair evaluation, "Master Jingxi's origami skills have improved a lot, and the finished products are even more charming."

Liang Qian stared at the paper crane on the table for a long time, mustered up the courage to reach out his hand, ignored the two coin-shaped eyes on the paper crane, sighed, and unfolded the paper crane.

[Did you block her because you like the feeling of sending messages through carrier pigeons? Or is it because Qianqian baby has so many tricks that uncle can’t handle it anymore~”]

A lot of dirty talk, no clue what you're talking about!

Liang Qian restored the paper crane expressionlessly, silently took out the mobile phone from the drawer, and removed someone from the blacklist.

The "wave sign" would flash through Liang Qian's mind from time to time, and he would curse inwardly as "an old pervert", and his signature on the document was so forceful that it could be seen through the paper.

Yang Lei started broadcasting as usual and was discussing his newly purchased electronic equipment with the management team. At this time, a brand new account came into the live broadcast room. It was only level two and its name was the initial garbled code of the platform.

No one paid attention to this small account that didn’t even have a fan badge, only Yang Lei’s eyes lit up and he thought to himself, “It’s finally here.”

After this rookie account came in, without saying a word, he directly opened a royal medal of the highest level on the platform, worth 180,000 yuan.

By opening the noble status in the live broadcast room for the first time, the anchor can get a commission of 30%, which means that Yang Lei made a net profit of 54,000 yuan.

Looking at the amount of money that instantly rose in the background, Yang Lei shouted out the desire that had been hidden deep in his heart for many years, "Rich man! Please support me!"