Chapter 4: I Took Off My Brother's Green Hat (4)

One day, he went to a bar with some of his underlings and unexpectedly ran into Feng Wanyi, who was drinking with someone.

After not seeing her for several years, she exuded charm as she held a wine glass, wearing a sexy purple lace top and a tight leather skirt.

Her long, straight black hair has been replaced with big waves, and her light-colored lipstick has been changed to bright red.

If other acquaintances saw this contrast, they probably wouldn't recognize her.

"You've got your eye on that girl?" someone asked the original owner of this body.

"That woman is a slut." The cigarette in her mouth was almost burned out. "That woman is shameless. She cheated on my brother. It would have been fine if it was any man."

"Tsk~"

“My brother was killed by her. He died too young and didn’t get to see her get her comeuppance.”

Look how happily she's laughing at other men.

The original owner felt irritable and disgusted.

He attributed this to feeling sorry for his older brother.

Then she saw a man's hand placed in an inappropriate spot. The original owner stubbed out her cigarette, picked up a wine bottle, and smashed it over the head of the person next to Feng Wanyi.

Feng Wanyi looked up, only to be met with a slap in return.

"Fuck! Who the hell are you? Do you have a death wish?"

The man got up and covered his head.

The original owner was controlled by someone.

When the others picked up their bottles to attack the original man, Feng Wanyi stood up and stopped them: "Brother, this is my brother."

"You piece of junk! You don't deserve it!"

The original owner was young and vigorous, fearless and daring.

The man looked at Feng Wanyi and then at the original owner of the body.

Suddenly I understood: "My younger brother?"

He touched his head, wincing in pain, and said hoarsely, "Even if you're the younger brother, you can't hit your older brother like that!"

The original owner became even more agitated upon hearing the word "brother," and tried to hit him but was held down.

The person holding him down punched him: "Behave yourself."

Fights are common in bars.

A waiter told us that fighting was not allowed here, and that any disputes should be resolved outside.

The man laughed: "We're all relatives, just joking around."

"Bring the wine! Bring the wine!"

The man hadn't gained any advantage yet and was preparing to let the original owner off the hook, but he couldn't swallow his anger.

“Since he’s your brother, I won’t hold it against him. He’s just concerned about his sister.” The man put his arm around Feng Wanyi’s shoulder.

"The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple; a drink will fix it."

"Make him drink all this wine, and I won't bother him with that bottle of wine from earlier."

The original owner's friend left when he saw that there were quite a few people on the other side.

Seeing that he was unwilling, the group of people simply picked up the bottles and started pouring alcohol into his mouth.

The original owner struggled and cursed, but this only made her cough faster.

After being given drinks, the man suddenly lost interest. He patted the original owner's face, telling him to be careful, then got up, glanced at Feng Wanyi, said they would meet again next time, and left.

The original owner was unconscious at the time.

I vomited for a long time afterwards.

Feng Wanyi sat on the sofa, watching him suffer so much, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

When the original owner woke up the next day, she found herself in an unfamiliar place. She pressed her head and slowly opened it up, and suddenly some memories came to mind.

His face suddenly turned pale, and he looked down at his body.

There was nothing there.

He anxiously got up and looked around; he was the only person in the room.

The phone rang.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a video from last night, sent by Feng Wanyi.

The original owner felt nauseous and immediately vomited on the ground, but his stomach was empty, and all he vomited was acidic water.

Besides the video, there was also a sentence on the phone:

Your brother wanted to distance himself from me until his death, but now I'm connected to him again.

In some ways, you're a lot like your brother.

The original owner couldn't accept it; he felt that he was now just like that bitch, having betrayed his elder brother.

What I find most unacceptable is that he was actually lucid after vomiting yesterday; this lucid descent into despair is a devastating blow.

The phone was switched off when I called.

The original owner slapped himself as if he had gone mad.

He thought he could forget about it, but one day Feng Wanyi came to find him.

Feng Wanyi: "Are you sure you want to talk about such an unseemly thing in public?"

After getting on the bus, the original owner was still spouting nasty words, but somehow the two ended up rolling around together. The original owner was both disgusted with herself and unable to resist the other's seduction.

He only regained his senses for a moment when he heard her call his older brother's name.

Afterwards, Feng Wanyi rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette, the smoke masking the scent of Yi Ni.

With a slight smirk, he uttered, "We two are truly despicable."

After tidying up her clothes, the original owner got off the bus.

"Get lost. You know I can hit women."

Feng Wanyi, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, squinted and said, "You weren't like this just now."

She leaned against the car window and laughed as she looked at him: "Does your brother know you're like this?"

Upon hearing this, the original owner's face immediately darkened. Feng Wanyi smiled when she saw his expression; the years had left their mark on her face.

The two met again later, but this time they were spotted by Ji's parents who were taking a walk.

The couple stood not far away. When they saw the familiar woman, they were shocked. Then they saw Huaizhi get out of the car, his clothes disheveled. It was clear at a glance that something had happened between them.

Ji's mother took a step back in disbelief.

"That's...that woman!"

"You bitches! You two are insane!" Father Ji roared as he stepped forward.

The original owner was so frightened that he looked back and his father kicked him.

When Ji's mother realized what was happening, she grabbed Feng Wanyi's hair and said, "Are you only satisfied when you've ruined my two sons?"

"Why did you do that? That's Huai Jin's younger brother! He used to call you sister-in-law!"

Feng Wanyi was dragged out of the car, protecting her head and remaining silent.

"Do you know who she is? She's your older brother's ex-wife. Have you ever thought about your older brother?" Father Ji's face turned red with anger, and he slurred his words.

"Ji Huaizhi, do you know what you're doing?"

"Your older brother loves you the most!"

Ji's father cried.

The sight of a grown man with a full head of white hair questioning the original owner with tears in his eyes is heartbreaking.

Turning to Feng Wanyi: "This violates human ethics!"

"Shameless!"

"You..." Ji's father was so excited that he could hardly breathe.

The original owner was the first person to notice that her uncle was acting strangely.

"dad."

"You...you..."

Ji's father swayed precariously and then collapsed with a thud.

Due to the stimulation, the emotionally agitated Mr. Ji suddenly suffered a cerebral infarction.

Feng Wanyi ran away.

The original owner's regret was futile, as her father was destined to live in a wheelchair.

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After coaxing Ji Shu to sleep, Ji Huaizhi frowned, his dramatic memories making him wish he could immediately forget them.

The itching all over his body made him groan and wince.

They're all mentally ill.

"Don't accept any more plots like this in the future. I find them disgusting," Ji Huaizhi said to the system in his mind.

With a sizzling sound: [Yes.]

Ji Huaijin hadn't slept all night, and the beard on his chin and the dark circles under his eyes made him look particularly haggard.

Ji Huaizhi did not intervene last night, and there was no problem with the child in Feng Wanyi's womb.

"elder brother."

Ji Huaijin looked up: "You're up? Why is Shushu sleeping in your room?"

Ji Huaizhi sat down and placed his hands on his knees: "I heard you and your sister-in-law arguing yesterday. I wanted to come out and mediate, but I happened to see that Shushu was also awake, so I carried her into the room and coaxed her to sleep."

Ji Huaijin nodded: "Is today a holiday?"

"Um."

The room suddenly fell silent, creating an awkward atmosphere.