After quickly wearing the second male lead who was rejected

"Dad, Mom. Didn't you tell Grandpa when Achang and I got married?" Feng Yiheng asked a key question.

Su Li and Feng's father looked at each other, then looked at Feng Yiheng and Gu Chang.

Father Feng's expression turned serious: "The main reason is... our family has no such precedent."

Su Li took over the conversation: "Your father and I have no objection to the two of you being together. Xiao Heng, if you have made up your mind, just do it."

Father Feng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes. Your mother is right. Xiaoheng, it's up to you to decide."

Feng Yiheng said in a deep voice: "I have made up my mind. Besides, there is no precedent. Then I will set this precedent."

As he spoke, he held Gu Chang's hand tightly.

It seemed to be conveying a message that would make Gu Chang feel at ease.

Gu Chang also shook hands back vigorously.

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City M.

As usual, Zhong Xiyao went out to throw away the garbage at around eight o'clock in the evening.

She had thrown away the trash and was about to turn around and walk back.

Suddenly I saw someone standing under the tree, staring at me.

Zhong Xiyao first looked left and right to make sure there was no one around. Then she frowned and glared back.

A gust of evening breeze suddenly blew up her skirt, and the light yellow ruffled hem of her skirt surged like waves.

Zhong Xiyao pursed her lips, and she heard the vague murmur again.

But now someone was staring at her in the dark, so she had no time to wonder if she was hallucinating.

Zhong Xiyao didn't want to pay attention to this person, but the hand holding the phone had already opened the alarm interface.

Her way back happened to pass through that intersection and she couldn't avoid it.

Zhong Xiyao chose to take a detour.

Only the person standing in the darkness also moved.

At this time, it is obvious that all the old men and women will come to the small square nearby to hang out.

I don't know why, but there is none today.

Zhong Xiyao felt a little nervous, and she could hear the thumping of her own heartbeat.

So Zhong Xiyao took out her phone and turned on the video, pretending to be reading a message.

Then she lowered her hand and pointed the camera at the person following her.

The man suddenly took the initiative and walked towards Zhong Xiyao quickly. Zhong Xiyao, who had been paying attention to this man out of the corner of her eye, was so scared that she immediately turned around and raised her phone to point it at the man.

Seeing the visitor's attire, Zhong Xiyao was stunned for a moment.

This person was the skinny young man she had seen torturing the cat that day, Li Xiao. He was still wearing a black baseball cap, but this time he was wearing a mask. He was dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and badly worn cloth shoes.

Li Xiao seemed very excited, and his breathing was obviously very loud. Even through the mask, his breathing could be heard.

He swallowed and said to Zhong Xiyao excitedly: "Hello! I...I am...Li Li Li Li...Li Xiao!" He stuttered and it seemed that he had almost exhausted all his strength to say these few words.

Zhong Xiyao stared at him seriously, took two steps back, and kept a safe distance from him.

"What do you want from me? Why are you following me?!" she said, putting her phone down. But she didn't turn off the recording.

Li Xiao clenched his hands at his sides into fists and took a few deep breaths. His chest rose and fell violently.

Under the streetlight, the skin on his neck looked very pale.

And those red envelopes, each as big as a soybean, became very conspicuous.

After taking several breaths, Li Xiao finally spoke: "A few days ago! No...no...no, it wasn't me!"

He seemed to get stuck mid-sentence. The words were stuck in his throat, and the more anxious he became, the less he could say.

Zhong Xiyao immediately understood what he was going to say, but she still stared at him warily: "It's not you? Then why are you holding a utility knife?!"

Li Xiao's mouth opened and closed, he was breathing heavily, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Xiyao frowned and her eyes became more alert.

When Li Xiao saw Zhong Xiyao's eyes, he felt like a deflated ball and his shoulders slumped.

"No...it's not me! It's...it's...it's Li Li...Li Po..." Li Xiao knew that Zhong Xiyao would not believe what he said now. But he still wanted to explain it clearly.

Because he wasn't the one who did this!

It’s all Li Po!

Zhong Xiyao's eyes darkened, and she said helplessly, "Okay. I'll trust you for now." After saying that, Zhong Xiyao paused, then reminded him, "Did you sneak out again? Your father will be worried if you don't go back quickly."

Hearing this, Li Xiao showed a grateful look, and the mask on his face moved. I don't know if he was smiling, but it was obvious that his back straightened again.

"Thank you..." Li Xiao said the word "thank you" very clearly. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zhong Xiyao was left standing there in a daze.

So Li Xiao stared at her, was he trying to get an explanation from her?

Zhong Xiyao couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

Because she would not have any contact with Li Xiao anymore. She had already decided to move to another residential complex during her break this week.

She had previously told the landlord about this, and he said he had a house in another neighborhood. The price was similar, so Zhong Xiyao could move there directly. Fortunately, the landlord had another house. Otherwise, Zhong Xiyao didn't know how to find time to look at houses.

Zhong Xiyao still chose to take a detour back.

Because of Li Xiao's incident, she always felt a little uneasy.

After Zhong Xiyao left, a man with dazzling golden hair also left from behind a tree not far away.

After the blond man left, the old men and women gathered under the pavilion began to discuss.

Aunt A: "This boy looks like a foreigner! Look at his golden hair, just like a golden retriever."

Aunt B: "What do you mean by similar? It's obviously him! I don't know what he's doing standing there."

Aunt C: "Is he peeing behind the tree?"

Old man A: "Nonsense! He doesn't look like he's peeing!"

Aunt B: "What is he doing?"

Old Man B: "Could it be a foreign spy?"

Auntie A, Auntie B, Auntie C, Old Man A: “······”

After returning home and locking the door, Zhong Xiyao finally felt relieved.

"Oh my god, I wonder if he has a mental illness. He speaks so strangely."

Zhong Xiyao muttered to herself, and then went to the sink in the bathroom to wash her hands.

After wiping her hands with a tissue, Zhong Xiyao came out of the bathroom.

The curtains on the windowsill moved slightly, attracting Zhong Xiyao's attention.

"Dabai! Don't go play by the window if you have nothing to do." Zhong Xiyao said as she walked over.

Hold the fluffy white cat in your arms.

Zhong Dabai has had a good appetite recently, so much so that he has almost finished the cat food he bought from Dr. Raphael.

And she could clearly feel that Zhong Dabai's weight had increased again.

The white cat stayed quietly in her arms, and Zhong Xiyao liked it more and more the more she looked at it.

So I put the white cat at the foot of the bed and took out my phone to take a few pictures.

Then I sent it to Yu Mengling.

After seeing the emoticons of envy, jealousy and hatred sent by Yu Mengling, Zhong Xiyao put down her phone with satisfaction.