If you don't marry a daughter-in-law, you will inherit the family property

Just as Lin Sheng and Su Zihan got off the stage, the former hadn't gained a firm foothold when a large bouquet of flowers was stuffed into his arms.

He looked at the flowers in his arms in a daze, and then at Sai Hua's Zhuang Zhuang.

Zhuang Zhuang's eyes were already small, and his smile disappeared even more, "Brother Sheng, happy new year, these flowers are given by Mr. Ji, to celebrate the end of your performance."

Lin Sheng smelled the tangy fragrance of flowers, the corners of his lips curled up, and he gave a sweet "oh".

Su Zihan on the side smacked his lips, "Enough is enough, I have eaten this damn sweet dog food from last year to this year, and I am already dying of it."

Lin Sheng gave him a sideways glance, then hugged the bunch of flowers tightly, looking around, trying to find that familiar figure.

But he couldn't find it, so he asked Zhuang Zhuang, "Did you see Mr. Ji?"

Zhuang Zhuang took a second look, "No, the flowers were delivered by the people from the TV station."

Lin Sheng was puzzled. At this time, the auditorium was leaving one after another. Ji Yaoli's seat was very close to the stage, so he should have already walked over.

His mobile phone has been handed over to Zhuang Zhuang for safekeeping, and at this time it was held in Zhuang Zhuang's hand, when suddenly there was a "ding" and a message came in.

Lin Sheng quickly took it over, and couldn't help but smile knowingly. The message happened to be from Ji Yaoli, "Waiting for you in the parking lot, and come down slowly after you tidy up."

Lin Sheng locked the phone screen, greeted Su Zihan, and dragged Zhuang Zhuang to the dressing room.

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At the same time, the Sun Satellite TV underground parking lot.

A few sturdy men knelt down a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Two of the man's teeth were knocked out. He spat blood on the ground angrily, and looked at the two men in front of him with a resentful expression. , especially the tall one.

With soft eyes, Ji Yaoli sent a text message to Lin Sheng. No one dared to disturb him. An Qian stood beside him, gritted his teeth and stared at Han Yao who was kneeling on the ground.

When Ji Yaoli put the phone back into his trouser pocket, his expression turned cold instantly.

An Qian handed the transparent bag in his hand to Ji Yaoli. The bag contained a small glass bottle with a transparent liquid flowing inside. He said in a trembling tone:

"Mr. Ji, we found this bottle in the trash can on the first floor of the TV station. I checked it with a special person. It contains aphrodisiac ingredients. It is specially used for animal breeding in Southeast Asia. It is said that only a few drops are needed. , can make a full-grown horse go crazy, so it is said to be extremely effective, and it works very quickly. It is colorless and odorless. This is what Han Yao used to drug Mr. Lin and Su Zihan's water cups..."

Hearing this, Ji Yaoli stared at the liquid with a gloomy expression.

Han Yao's mouth was swollen because of tooth loss, he spoke as if he was drooling, and smiled crookedly, "You assistant, don't spout blood, I came to the TV station today, just to see what I have carefully prepared for so long What does it have to do with Lin Sheng and Su Zihan's performance at the party? Can I find my fingerprints on this bottle? If you can't find them, don't rely on me."

"You!" An Qian was so angry that his neck turned red. Sure enough, he had expected that Han Yao came prepared, and he would not leave traces when he used this bottle to commit crimes.

However, he raised his eyebrows and shouted at the bodyguard standing behind him, "Bring it up!"

A girl was carried by two bodyguards and walked towards this side at a high speed. With a scream of "Ah-", she was thrown to Han Yao's side by the bodyguards, lying on the ground, trembling.

This girl was the one with freckles who brought An Qian to the props room. When she was about to pack her things and go to the hospital to pay her mother's hospital bill, she was caught by An Qian's people at the station.

An Qian sneered at Han Yao, "Do you know this girl?"

Looking at the freckled girl who suddenly appeared, Han Yao felt a little thumping in his heart, but his face was still strong, "Naturally I know, I was a subordinate employee when I was still at Sun Satellite TV, don't bully me too much! Just beat me up for no reason." If you want to bully a little girl who doesn't know anything, can you show me some face?"

Ji Yaoli stared at the freckled girl with a blank face. The latter was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at him. When he saw Han Yao being beaten so badly, he collapsed and burst into tears:

"It's him! It's Han Yao who ordered me to lock Lin Sheng and Su Zihan up. I didn't even know about it. I didn't know that person was Lin Sheng. He lied to me! Please let me go, my mother still Wait for me to send the medical bills, please!"

Han Yao's complexion changed drastically, she's a bitch, he didn't expect the girl's ability to resist pressure to be so poor, and she confessed to him all at once.

"With this girl's testimony, you still want to deny it?!" An Qian roared.

Han Yao's face turned from red to purple, and finally returned to normal, triumphantly said: "It's me, so what? What evidence do you have to prove it's me? The camera at the door of the props room is broken, and the money I gave to this bitch is also broken." Cash, I can say I'm innocent, this bitch did it all by himself." He glanced at the freckled girl.

The freckle girl was startled, and then stepped forward to beat Han Yao, screaming again and again, "You fart! I was just doing things for you, why did it become my idea? I have no grievances with Lin Sheng Su Zihan, we There is no motive to frame them at all!"

After beating Han Yao, she came to pull Ji Yaoli's trouser leg again, "Mr. Ji, I was wrong! Please forgive me, I have no other choice!"

Ji Yaoli pulled his trouser legs away in disgust, "It's a last resort? It's not a reason for you to hurt others."

The freckled girl wanted to cry again, An Qian quickly called someone to drag her away.

Han Yao's eyes moved back to Ji Yaoli, he subconsciously squinted his eyes, the swollen bags under his eyes made him grin his teeth in pain, "Ji Yaoli, you are lucky this time!"

As he said that, he glanced at An Qian angrily, blaming him for ruining Lao Tzu's good deeds!

He originally planned to cause Lin Sheng and Su Zihan to have a scandal, completely ruining Lin Sheng's reputation, and then Lin Sheng would be rejected by Ji Yaoli. Lin Sheng, who had nowhere to go, had to come to him to take care of him, how flawless it was!Not only did Lin Sheng get back, but also made Ji Yaoli sick.

Forget it, the matter has come to an end, this time he can only let Lin Sheng go first, he thought so, and then make a long-term plan, anyway, Ji Yaoli has no evidence, and he can't bear himself.

Ji Yaoli did not answer his provocation, but took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit one, looked at the red flames flickering above, and suddenly laughed.

The smile was quite cold, and there was a dead silence all around, Han Yao felt weird and felt a little uneasy.

Ji Yaoli's cool lips parted slightly, "Evidence? I never pay attention to evidence in my work."

The alarm bells in Han Yao's heart rang out, and his hairs stood on end in an instant, "You, what are you going to do?!"

Ji Yaoli directly took out the bottle from the plastic bag, strode in front of Han Yao, grabbed his chin with one palm, and forced his mouth to open.

Han Yao's eyes were full of fear, "Ji Yaoli! You're crazy! How dare you fucking feed me this!? In public, you..."

Without blinking, Ji Yaoli used brute force to remove his chin, poured all the potion into his mouth, grabbed his hair and raised his head to prevent him from spitting it out.

Han Yao's eyes widened, and soon, a strong desire ignited in his body, his eyes were blood red, and his body reacted at the same time, standing upright and swollen.

He seemed to growl in his throat, and the bodyguard quickly stuffed a piece of cotton cloth into his mouth, and his face was ashen.

Ji Yaoli's gaze shifted from his face to his lower body, his stomach couldn't stop rolling.

He elegantly put the bottle back into the plastic bag, "A large audience? The camera in the underground garage is about to break down, so it's not a public audience."

Han Yao's body began to tremble violently. He had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect that Ji Yaoli was so ruthless when he did things. At this time, his body was uncomfortable, but his heart was even more afraid. What was he going to do?

The next moment, he howled wildly, but his limbs were restrained by the bodyguards, unable to move.

Because Ji Yaoli had a cigarette butt between his slender fingers and pressed it hard against Han Yao's upright place, Ji Yaoli murmured:

"Last time you burned a hole in my clothes..."

Han Yao cried bitterly and struggled until he convulsed.

It wasn't until he smelled the smell of burnt meat that Ji Yaoli threw away the cigarette butt, stood up, and said softly:

"Let's hit it, as long as it doesn't kill you, after the effect of the medicine wears off, send it to the police station."

An Qian gestured to the bodyguards, who immediately understood, carried Han Yao into a silver van, and drove away.

Ji Yaoli took out the handkerchief from the left breast pocket of his suit, and wiped his hands with a frown.

"By the way, when Lin Sheng sang today, the actor who played the role of 'Qu Yang' who danced behind, you send someone to check to see if there is anything tricky. It was a bit of a coincidence that it flew onto Lin Sheng's body."

An Qian nodded, remembering this in his heart.

An Qian looked at his expression and said worriedly: "Mr. Ji, are you okay..."

Hearing the sound, Ji Yaoli turned his head and patted his head, "Silly boy."

An Qian was startled, lowered his head, and said in a buzzing voice, "Mr. Ji, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

As soon as the words were finished, An Qian's cell phone rang. He hurriedly took out his cell phone and looked at the screen, but he didn't answer.Ji Yaoli glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, and the words "Teacher Su" jumped in the center.

And An Qian had a hesitant look on his face.

"Su Zihan, he..." Ji Yaoli's brows frowned even deeper, anger could be seen faintly between his brows, An Qian's heart beat faster, and he quickly waved his hands:

"It's none of his business. Don't blame him. After all, I took the initiative to provoke him. He is just a victim."

Ji Yaoli didn't expect, "You..."

But after thinking about it, the anger became even worse, "So you like him, and he is not happy?" It seemed that he was about to roll up his sleeves and beat someone up.

The phone rang again and again, but Su Zihan was still calling one after another.

An Qian didn't have time to talk about it. Seeing that this matter was getting more and more blurred by himself, he held his forehead in a broken way, "No, no, I can't explain clearly!"

Ji Yaoli looked down at him, and after a moment of silence, he patted his shoulder, "Talk to me if you have any grievances."

An Qian felt warm in his heart, "Yes."

Suddenly, a black head popped out of the emergency exit. Ji Yaoli saw it first, raised the corners of his lips involuntarily, and walked towards the little head.

Lin Sheng was originally holding a huge bouquet, but after confirming Ji Yaoli's figure, he threw the bouquet regardless and rushed into Ji Yaoli's arms vigorously.

Ji Yaoli hugged him, and the two shook and whispered in each other's ears.

Seeing that An Qian was more excited than the two of them, he stretched his waist, his waist was sore and his legs hurt. Damn, I'm finally off work. Where can I find a dedicated employee like me? Still working overtime.

"Why did Mr. Ji come here suddenly today? When I saw him on stage just now, I was so scared that I forgot the lyrics." Lin Sheng rubbed his chest.

"I really can't worry about you. Now I regret not coming earlier. I should have been by your side during your rehearsal." Ji Yaoli hugged his hand very hard, feeling very scared.

Lin Sheng: "Okay, okay, then Mr. Ji will not go to work in the future, I will take care of you, and I will tie you to the waistband of my trousers."

Ji Yao was overjoyed, and thought it was a good idea.

Lin Sheng touched his vest, "Mr. Ji, can we celebrate New Year's Eve with Assistant An today?"

"Huh?" Ji Yaoli paused.

When he first arrived at the parking lot, Lin Sheng discovered An Qian's existence by accident. He didn't expect that it was so late, Assistant An hadn't come home yet, and he thought that he had been living alone all this time. Today is a special day, so it's good for everyone to be lively together .

Ji Yaoli quickly understood what Lin Sheng meant. Assistant An had gone home early in previous years. This year was the first time he hadn't returned home on New Year's Eve. Even he forgot about it. He kissed Lin Sheng's forehead, " Thank you, Lin Sheng."

The two made up their minds, and when they looked up, they were both stunned. Apart from the two of them, there was no third person in the parking lot.

It turned out that An Qian didn't bother those two just now, and drove away quietly.

On the way, when he received a call from Lin Sheng, An Qian was moved, but pushed on his face, "My friend and I made an appointment to go to the tavern for two drinks today, and it's almost here now, thank you Mr. Lin for your kindness, I will come to visit again next year. "

He was really tired today, so he wanted to go back and take a hot bath.

It wasn't until later that his stomach rumbled that he remembered that he forgot to eat dinner and began to think about what to eat.

From the last time I delivered pancakes to Su Zihan, it can be seen that he is a person who can even fry simple fried chicken tenders, so he doesn't expect to go home and make something to eat.

He turned on the food delivery software, and the nighttime delivery fee for the Chinese New Year was too expensive, so he thought about it and turned it off.

Finally, I parked the car in front of a 24-hour convenience store near my home, went in and bought a bowl of seafood instant noodles, plus a grilled sausage.

The waiter in the convenience store is an uncle who is almost 60 years old. An Qian, a lazy person, often comes to the convenience store to buy fast food.

The uncle looked at him in surprise, "I haven't been home for the New Year yet."

An Qian scratched his head, "I'm busy with work." In fact, Mr. Ji originally asked him to go home on vacation yesterday. His family is in a town in the north, and he had to take the high-speed rail to the bus, and the journey took more than ten hours.

But he was always worried about Xunlin's affairs in his heart, and he still remembered to go to Su Zihan's performance, but in the end...he blushed so much at the thought of this, he would have gone home if he had known.

The uncle looked at his face, smiled and said: "You want to love someone, don't you?"

An Qian twitched the corner of his mouth, uh... no...

The uncle gave him a corned egg for free, "If you have time, spend more time with your family. There is always money to be made. My wife leaves early and has no children. I am lonely at home alone. forced to work."

An Qian was stunned for a moment, looking at the gray-haired uncle, he didn't know what to say.

The uncle didn't plan to chat with him anymore, and took out his mobile phone to watch the replay of the Spring Festival Gala.

So An Qian sat on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the convenience store, sucked the instant noodles into his mouth, eagerly peeled the eggshells, and felt delicious when he was hungry.

After eating the whole egg, he took out his phone and stayed there for a while. He just put it on silent, and before he knew it, Su Zihan actually called him more than 50 times. This guy's party is over, isn't he going home for the New Year?

He ignored it, and then found that an hour ago, near twelve o'clock, his mother sent her a wechat video. Mom is not very good at playing with smartphones, and every time her father needs to help her dial the video, today is definitely no exception.

He didn't respond to the video. If the elders knew that he ate instant noodles at a convenience store during Chinese New Year, he would definitely feel distressed. Instead, he typed seriously:

"Happy New Year, Mom and Dad! Just now the company organized a New Year's Eve together. I was busy grabbing red envelopes and didn't look at my phone. I can't play videos. Our firecrackers are so loud that I can't hear them."

And the city has banned whipping for many years.

My mother doesn't know pinyin, but can only write by hand, and the words are written very slowly. "The other party is typing..." flashed on the screen for a long time before he received the message:

"Okay, don't play too late, have a good rest, and take care of yourself in the new year."

An Qian looked at the screen and smiled, then switched to mobile banking, and sent a sum of money to the elder.Most boys are not good at communicating with their families, but he is an exception, he is extremely bad at communicating with his family.

The significance of sending money to them is not how much, but reporting safety on time every month.

He wiped his mouth and drove the car into his apartment. Many residents from other places also drove back. The parking space in the community was hard to find. He walked around the community many times before finding an open space.

After parking the car, he slowly walked downstairs of his house, looked up at the windows of the residents upstairs, many residents' homes were still lit, and it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. Only at this time did he truly feel The taste of reunion at someone's home.

His eyes moved to the window of his own house again, it was pitch black, the underpants he hung outside the window the day before yesterday were still drying on the window hanger, wet and dry, then wet with dew again, no one helped to put them away.

He had to admit that the convenience store uncle was right in saying that living alone would still feel lonely, especially on a day like today.

He has many college classmates who have returned to work in their hometown after graduation. On the one hand, the pressure of life is less, and on the other hand, he still hopes to be closer to his parents so that he can take care of everything.

But his aspirations, his aspirations, and his pursuits are all here, and this city has something that crazily attracts him.

He stood downstairs for a while, and then took the elevator upstairs. He made up his mind, went home and took a hot shower, and then fell asleep.

When he walked to the door of his house, he stepped on the sensor light in the corridor, and just reached into his trouser pocket to take out the keys, he paused, looking at a plastic bag suddenly appeared by the security door, and said to himself strangely:

"What is this..."

Maybe it's because he watched too many Hong Kong movies. His first reaction was whether it contained a bomb or not. He approached nervously. He carefully lifted the plastic bag and was stunned——

This lunch box looks familiar... No, this lunch box belongs to him. It was the lunch box he used to pack pancakes for Su Zihan last time. Why is it here?

He picked up the lunch box suspiciously, but was startled again, the white dumplings turned out to be in it.His heart missed half a beat, Su Zihan must have been here.

Northerners are different from southerners. Most northerners like to eat dumplings on New Year’s Day, while southerners prefer to cook a table of dishes.God knows how much he missed the dumplings made by his mother when he was eating instant noodles just now.

Su Zihan is from this city, located in the south, and he actually gave him dumplings...

Thinking of the many phone calls Su Zihan made to him just now, An Qian didn't know what it was like, but suddenly, he seemed not so afraid of the darkness inside the house.

"Why did you come back now? The dumplings are cold." A voice suddenly came out from behind him and said this to him.

An Qian shivered with fright at first, then hurriedly turned around and was stunned.

Su Zihan was still wearing the leather suit from the performance, and his face was a little sleepy. He walked out of the dark corridor and smiled at him:

"I've made the dumplings a long time ago. Don't dislike them for being ugly. It's also the first time I've made them."

"How do you know about my family..." Actually, what An Qian wanted to ask was, you won't be waiting for me here all the time, right?

"It's not difficult. The apartment that Xun Lin allocates to the staff is in this area. All you need to do is find out your building number." Su Zihan's lips were a little purple from the cold, and he rubbed his hands when he spoke.

"Qian'er, you..." He stopped, fearing that An Qian would not like him calling him this way, he hurriedly changed his words:

"Assistant An, how could you lie to me? You didn't go home this afternoon, and you were obviously on Sun Satellite TV."

An Qian touched his nose. At that time, he was in a mess, afraid that Su Zihan would come to him if he knew he was still at Sun Satellite TV.Later, Su Zihan asked him if he had returned home, and he took advantage of the situation and said yes.

"You're not good." Su Zihan said.

An Qian coughed twice, "It's my fault."

Su Zihan hurriedly said: "Then I confess something to you, you can't blame me."

An Qian was at a loss.

Su Zihan pointed to the doorbell on the anti-theft door of his house, and organized his words: "Well... I thought you were at home but didn't want to see me, so I frantically rang the doorbell for more than an hour outside, and then it hung up."

An Qian: "..."

He stepped forward and pressed the doorbell, but it didn't ring.

Su Zihan saw that he was silent, and then panicked, "It's agreed not to blame me..."

An Qian interrupted him, "If I'm really at home, why don't I open the door with you if I'm determined? You just stand outside the door?"

"I..." Su Zihan clenched his fists, "I don't know what to do, I've been wondering if you won't want to see me anymore, so I've been waiting, waiting, to see you tonight."

An Qian was a little angry in his heart, but he didn't know why he was angry, so he turned around and faced him face to face, "Is this your birth year?"

Su Zihan shook his head, "No, I'm just 31 years old this year, not 36 years old yet."

An Qian looked at him, "Are you a pig?"

Only then did Su Zihan realize that he was scolding herself, and smiled sheepishly, "Since the dumplings have been delivered to you, I'm leaving too, sweet dream, Qian'er... Oh, assistant."

"Wait." An Qian stopped him who was about to leave, "Why don't you go in and sit down before leaving?"

Su Zihan's eyes lit up instantly.

An Qian turned his head away, "I just ate. I can't finish this dumpling by myself."