Chapter 143: The Fox Becomes a Drowned Chicken

When Kong Xiyan pushed the wheelchair of the old patriarch of the Zhong family out of the elevator, the second uncle of the Zhong family was saying goodbye to Zhong Qiqiang.

"Are we going back to Dongcheng now?" Zhong Qiqiang looked at his younger brother with some surprise.

"Brother, I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. I wanted to personally bring that kid over to apologize to Yangyang, but I didn't want to cause you any trouble on a day like this." The second uncle of the Zhong family sighed and said, "I'm sorry for not raising my son well and causing you trouble."

Although Zhong Qiqiang and Liang Qiu were very dissatisfied with Uncle Zhong's children, seeing Uncle Zhong sincerely apologizing here, they couldn't say anything else and could only remind Uncle Zhong to be careful when he returned.

"Brother, congratulations on finding your biological daughter." Uncle Zhong sighed deeply and said with emotion, "She has a lot of the same demeanor as our father did back then. She has a bright future ahead of her!"

"Hmm?" Zhong Qiqiang and his wife looked at each other, and then looked at Kong Xiyan who was pushing the wheelchair of the old patriarch of the Zhong family.

At this moment, Kong Xiyan was pushing the wheelchair of the old patriarch of the Zhong family to the beverage table. She took a cup of mint drink and a cup of juice and put them in front of the old patriarch for him to choose.

She bent her knees and looked at the old patriarch in the wheelchair at eye level, patiently asking the old man what he thought.

Wearing a white dress, she looks extremely gentle and elegant.

"Second brother, you misunderstood." Liang Qiu withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, then looked at the second uncle of the Zhong family: "Xiyan is naive and ignorant, and her body is weak. She is nothing like her father."

"Yes, second brother, Xiyan is the most simple and straightforward. Dad is such a scheming, skillful and decisive person. How is Xiyan like him?" Zhong Qiqiang also smiled.

“???” The corners of Zhong’s second uncle’s mouth twitched.

No, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

How can a naive and weak person break someone else's arm for two days?

How can a simple and straightforward person imprison his own grandmother?

The second uncle of the Zhong family looked back at Kong Xiyan, and just in time saw Kong Xiyan looking back at him and giving him a meaningful smile.

Those eyes seemed to see through all his little thoughts in an instant.

The second uncle of the Zhong family was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his gaze and did not dare to stay any longer. He said goodbye and left in a hurry.

"How strange." Kong Xiyan retracted her gaze and muttered to herself, "Why do I feel like he's a little afraid of me?"

At this time, Zhong Yangyang called her, as if something happened.

"Grandpa, I'll go over there first. You stay here and watch the fun." Kong Xiyan pushed the wheelchair to the other side of the beverage bar and said to the crowd, "I'll be back soon."

When she was a child, she often stayed with the elderly, so she had more patience with them. She also knew that in the case of the old head of the Zhong family, it would be more beneficial to his body and mind to watch more fun.

"Yeah." The old patriarch of the Zhong family nodded while drinking the mint drink that Kong Xiyan brought him through a straw, and seemed very satisfied with Kong Xiyan's arrangement.

Before leaving, Kong Xiyan called the housekeeper to arrange for someone to look after the old patriarch of the Zhong family, and only then did she leave with peace of mind.

On this side, Zhong Yangyang introduced several socialites from South City to Kong Xiyan, and took Kong Xiyan's hand and affectionately called her sister.

When those socialites saw Zhong Yangyang's attitude towards Kong Xiyan, they naturally showed their greatest kindness.

After the greetings were over and everyone left, Kong Xiyan looked at Zhong Yangyang: "Why did you call me here all of a sudden? Did something happen?"

"Sister, are you feeling a little bored?" Zhong Yangyang handed a drink to Kong Xiyan, a hint of guilt in her eyes. "The people who came today are all friends of the Zhong family and my acquaintances. Today... is obviously your birthday, and I'm afraid you won't be happy."

"Ah" Kong Xiyan blinked: "I'm not unhappy."

"Sister, if you want to go out for a walk, or have any other ideas, you must tell me in time. No matter what you want to do, I will accompany you!" Zhong Yangyang held Kong Xiyan's hand.

Kong Xiyan raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "Really?"

“???” Zhong Yangyang had a vague bad feeling.

At this time, a squinting man walked to the drink bar with a smile on his face. He picked up a cocktail, shook the glass, and set his eyes on the old patriarch of the Zhong family.

Ever since that incident fourteen years ago, the old patriarch of the Zhong family suffered a stroke and became hemiplegic, and his brain has been getting worse and worse.

The Zhong family is facing frequent setbacks now. Could this old guy be responsible for this?

Zhong Yixiao, are you really confused, or are you pretending to be confused?

The old fox's squinting eyes curved into crescents, and the corners of his mouth raised a subtle arc: "Let me try it myself."

At this time, the old patriarch of the Zhong family, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was unaware of the danger that had come. The servant who was in charge of taking care of him was temporarily called away to look for a pearl earring on the pretext that a guest had lost it.

The old fox walked towards the old patriarch of the Zhong family step by step, holding the cocktail. He raised one hand and wiped the cocktail glass. A flame shot out from the rim of the glass, and then he stopped in front of the patriarch of the Zhong family.

Noticing this scene, the eyelids of the old head of the Zhong family twitched.

He knew that this little fire would not kill anyone, at most it would only burn or scald people, but it was enough to trick someone into pretending to be crazy.

"Zhong Yixiao, Master asked me to say hello to you on his behalf." After saying just these words, the old fox poured the flaming cocktail towards the old patriarch of the Zhong family.

The old fox stared at the face of the old patriarch of the Zhong family, not wanting to miss any expression of the old patriarch of the Zhong family.

At the same time, a bucket of water poured down from above, and when the flaming cocktail in the glass was poured in front of the old patriarch, it first splashed on the old fox.

The old fox was soaked from head to toe, and the burning cocktail splashed onto his hands, burning him and making him shiver.

Throwing away the wine glass suddenly, the old fox took a step back, retracted his hand, and when he looked down, he found a row of blisters on his hand.

His eyelids twitched and he put his burned hands behind his back.

The wine glass fell to the ground with a loud bang and rolled twice before stopping. The flame was completely extinguished.

When they heard the sound, they all looked at the old fox who was soaked like a drowned chicken in surprise. Then they looked upstairs in the direction of the old fox and saw Zhong Yangyang lying on the stair railing with a pale face, and Kong Xiyan blinking with an innocent look on her face.

It goes without saying who did it.

"Kong! Xi! Yan! Zhong! Yang! Yang!" Liang Qiu took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and squeezed out two names from between his teeth: "Come here!"

Zhong Yangyang immediately shrank her neck and looked at Kong Xiyan in panic: "Sister! What should I do? I didn't mean to do that. I don't know why I slipped and spilled the water!"

"Hmm...what should I do?" Kong Xiyan's gaze fell on the old fox and she narrowed her eyes.

"Yangyang! Xiyan! Come down quickly!" Zhong Qiqiang comforted Liang Qiu while urging them to go downstairs quickly.

Zhong Yongan, who was standing by, quickly called the servant to accompany the old fox to change clothes, and asked someone to prepare a generous gift as an apology.

The old fox smiled awkwardly and said nothing was wrong. As he walked, he looked back in the direction of Kong Xiyan, and his eyes met Kong Xiyan's.

Kong Xiyan looked at the old fox, smiled and raised her middle finger.

The old fox's heart skipped a beat as he recognized Kong Xiyan as the mentally ill distant cousin of the Zhong family mentioned in the information.

Why is it her again?

The old fox glanced at Zhong Yixiao, who still had a dull look in his eyes, and gritted his teeth.

It's not advisable to stay here for long.

He quickly turned around and followed the servant to the dressing room, then found an opportunity to escape through the window and left in a panic.

Kong Xiyan, right?

I'll remember you!