Before he could turn around, someone suddenly grabbed his arm.

His dry palm rubbed her soft skin twice.

Cen Yue's anger subsided all of a sudden, and he softened his voice and said, "Go to my parents' house early. I'll be back before get off work, so you can eat with me."

He stared at her eagerly, making it impossible for Song Yiyi to refuse.

And he calls others dogs.

He's the most like a big dog.

Song Yiyi thought about it and nodded, "僢."

The corners of Cen Yue's lips curled up.

On the way home, Song Yiyi was still wondering, how did Cen Yue get by in the past when he liked to have others accompany him for dinner so much?

Walk to the gate of the family compound.

Song Yiyi found that there was chaos in front of her. Some people were shouting, some were crying, and there were also hysterical curses.

Two men in police uniforms passed by her, accompanied by a young man.

The young man was still cursing.

The police quickly took the young man into the car, and a woman chased after them, crying.

Song Yiyi quickly hid to the side.

When she saw Chen Xier with a face full of resentment, she immediately guessed what had happened.

Sure enough, Song Yiyi heard what happened from the crowd's discussions.

"How could Miss Chen be so cruel? That's her brother. She just reported the case when she said she would."

"Who said it wasn't true? Look at how her mother was crying, and she was standing there like nothing happened."

"We are all family, is it necessary to be so heartless?"

Although Song Yiyi vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, she was not very interested and simply walked around the crowd and into the yard.

Looking at each other from a distance, a strong gaze swept towards her.

Song Yiyi raised her eyes and saw Kang Ying, who had not yet had time to hide the resentment and excitement in his eyes.

Two complex emotions appeared on one person's face at the same time.

Kang Ying's face looked much more ferocious.

Song Yiyi blinked, pretended not to see it, and walked past.

I had anticipated this day would come.

Song Yiyi was not surprised.

She returned home and before she sat down she heard a knocking sound.

It's a bit like the sound of gongs and drums.

But crisper.

Song Yiyi wondered why she followed his reputation.

“Wow!”

Dazhuang, a cat, dragged his empty food bowl all the way to her with a lot of banging and banging.

Song Yiyi quickly stood up and stepped back.

"Sorry, sorry. I'll find you something to eat right now."

She hasn't gotten used to feeding the cat every day.

Fortunately, the cat knows how to protest.

Song Yiyi couldn't face Dazhuang, so she simply hid in the kitchen to boil eggs and find leftovers, intending to make a delicious cat meal for Dazhuang.

This generation has no cat food, and can only be fed egg yolks, steamed buns, chicken breast, fish and the like.

But Dazhuang is not picky.

Feed it the unseasoned version of what people eat, and it will also eat it with great relish.

Da Zhuang was still banging on the hammer in the main room.

It didn't bark, but just used its claws to dig out the empty food bowl.

Ding-dang-dang, ping-pong, full of resentment.

While boiling eggs, Song Yiyi took out two letters and read them word by word.

Unexpectedly, Cen Bo and Kang Ying have similar writing styles.

Even some characters have the same strokes.

This is a little difficult to tell.

After settling Dazhuang down and watching it eat diligently, Song Yiyi took the opportunity to touch its smooth fur.

Da Zhuang didn't even raise his head.

Song Yiyi touched its round head again.

After ravaging Dazhuang.

She went back to her room and compared the handwriting.