“Of course, I’m the most stylish guy in the old street, a natural clothes hanger.” Yu Wei and Yang Lie walked side by side, and as they talked, the conversation turned to Zhang Qing, the topic becoming sad and heavy, “About Old Zhang…”

"It's all taken care of." Yang Lie sighed. "No one wanted to see the siblings suffer such a misfortune, so don't worry too much about it."

"This happened so suddenly, I didn't even have time to see Old Zhang off."

"You didn't see Lao Zhang?" Yang Lie looked at Yu Wei in confusion. "He went to see Zhou Siyu before his accident."

"Is that so?" Yu Wei frowned and explained, "I was arrested by the police as a suspect, and I really didn't know about this."

“During that time, the whole neighborhood was talking about how Zhou Siyu had harmed his aunt. Old Zhang couldn’t stand it and insisted on going to her house to demand an explanation.” Yang Lie sighed. “I had managed to persuade him to stay, but who knew that he would run away in the blink of an eye, and then the accident happened.”

"Accident?"

"The police said it was an accident." Yang Lie pointed to the opposite bank. "The police guessed that Lao Zhang was probably drunk, and coupled with his bad legs, he fell off the roadside and hit his head."

“Impossible.” Yu Wei shook his head. “This place is in the exact opposite direction from the repair shop. There’s no reason for Lao Zhang to be here.”

"Why are you arguing with a drunkard?" Yang Lie sighed. "Besides, even if we have suspicions, what can we do? We don't have any evidence."

"grass!"

Yu Wei punched a tree by the roadside. If it were the old Yu Wei, he would definitely have found a way to keep the police investigating, instead of being unable to do anything like this.

Human life is at stake, yet ordinary people are often so helpless when faced with it.

Yang Lie patted Yu Wei on the shoulder, "He's gone, but the living must always look forward."

"By the way, where are you planning to go next?" Yang Lie changed the subject. "After all, this isn't your hometown."

"I don't know." Yu Wei shook his head. His mind was in turmoil. "I've remembered a lot of things, and I don't know if I should go back."

The more memories he regained, the more afraid he became. He felt like a manipulated puppet, seemingly free but actually bound by constraints everywhere.

"I'm thinking of giving it a try to join the army."

"Doesn't the army only recruit once every three years?"

"This year is an exception, and it is open to all citizens, regardless of age."

In the past, the alliance had very strict screening of those who wanted to join the army under false pretenses. Only Alphas of grade B or above and Omegas of grade A or above could pass the selection. However, this year there are no such strict requirements. As long as the basic conditions are met, it is acceptable.

I wish you success.

Yu Wei extended his fist, and Yang Lie met it with a smile, "Let's work hard together."

Inside Linjiang Pavilion, Ji Han stood by the window with her arms crossed. After watching for a while, she turned around and became increasingly curious about the people sitting and drinking tea.

"I'm curious, what method did you use to make a stranger so obedient to you in such a short time?"

Ji Han sat down opposite Zhou Siyu, her red eyes filled with curiosity.

"Is it really that difficult to use psychological suggestion when the scent of orchids is hallucinogenic?"

Zhou Siyu smiled. Yu Wei, who had lost his memory, was like a blank sheet of paper, and he was the first person to possess this blank sheet of paper. He could draw or write whatever he wanted on it with just a little pheromone or a glance. In addition, with the special bond between the orchid and the wood grass, Yu Wei would obey him with just a little guidance.

"To be so ruthless to someone you like, I admire you." Ji Han cupped his hands and shook his head with some regret. "It's a pity that the little fool actually met you."

“If the empress isn’t ruthless, her position won’t be secure. Her petty tricks can’t compare to Madam Zheng’s deep and far-sighted planning.” Zhou Siyu gently shook the cup, and the delicate embossed fish at the bottom of the cup began to swim. Looking at the fish at the bottom of the cup, he smiled faintly, his deep and magnetic voice carrying three parts allure, three parts nonchalance, and four parts indifference: “What you can’t have, you might as well destroy. What I want to keep can only be mine.”

"It's hard not to agree," Ji Han said with a smile, taking a sip of tea.

“With President Ji’s talent, he shouldn’t be someone who’s content to be confined to his own little backyard.” Zhou Siyu put down the blanket, a smile playing on her lips. “President Ji’s title sounds much better than Mrs. Zheng’s.”

While everyone has their own taste, as someone who values ​​appearance, Zhou Siyu simply couldn't appreciate the pairing of Ji Han and Zheng Ming—a beautiful flower and a pile of cow dung.

At least the beast-man is still a prince at heart, while Zheng Ming is essentially a pile of cow dung. What exactly does Ji Han see in him?

"Want to help me?" Ji Han rested her chin on her hand. "What do you want in return?"

"It's just making friends." Zhou Siyu gently twirled the ring on her hand. "President Ji, don't be so wary."

“I wouldn’t dare befriend President Zhou.” Ji Han raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Siyu smiled and raised the glass beside him: "To our common interests."

"Zhou Qi is playing a very big game." Ji Han raised her glass and gently clinked it against his. "I'll follow suit."

Everyone thought he chose Zheng Ming because of love, but only he knew that what he always sought was money and power.

Even if Zheng Ming had a thousand or ten thousand lovers, as long as they didn't have children, it was none of his business, and he couldn't be bothered to care. However, Zhang Jin was an exception. She actually dared to dream of replacing him by having a child, which was absolutely unforgivable.

Those few ingrates in the Zheng family have grown too big for their britches and want to bite back. Don't blame him for showing no mercy.

The projects on Planet Twenty-Eight appear to be free competition, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that these are nothing more than the Lin family suppressing the Chu family and the Zheng family of Planet Twenty-Eight. Zhou Siyu is merely an agent of the Lin family.

Compared to the Zheng family's shaky ship, cooperating with Zhou Siyu is the best option. However, it's best not to disappoint Zhou Siyu.