Ru Hua chimed in, "It is quite tragic, so the host must fulfill the original owner's wishes!"

Ding Zhong heard his wife's roaring from the bathroom, so he deliberately stayed in the bathroom a little longer before coming out.

An Chen was tidied up, revealing a handsome and refined face.

The boy's mouth was still slightly crooked, but he tried his best to smile at Bi Xie, his dim eyes now shining, "An'an, An'an..."

Bi Xie's eyes felt sore and swollen again, and before he knew it, his eyes were wet.

The original owner of this body, An Xie, had too deep feelings for her brother, which she couldn't control.

"An'an, don't, don't... cry," An Chen panicked when he saw her crying. Ding Zhong couldn't support him, and An Chen almost fell to the ground.

Just before the object hit the ground, the girl rushed forward at incredible speed and caught it.

An Chen could only move one side of his body. He stretched out his arm to wipe An Xie's tears, but the more he wiped, the more tears flowed. The boy was at a loss and gently coaxed, "An An, don't cry, An An... don't cry. Brother doesn't want to see... see An An cry."

"Brother," the girl said, forcing back her tears, and led the boy to sit down on the sofa. "Brother, are you hungry? Let's eat first."

The two completely ignored Ding Murou's family.

Yu Minying was about to get angry when Ding Zhong remembered that An Xie hadn't given him the 200 yuan yet, and unusually stepped forward to pull his wife back.

I just gave An Chen a bath. The kid is so thin that even I, as his uncle, feel a little guilty.

Last night, An Xie knocked on the door, but they all pretended not to hear it. However, An Chen, who was sleeping in the innermost room, actually heard it and tossed and turned for most of the night, banging his head against the wall and kicking the bed. When An Chen had no other choice, he got up, grabbed a rope, and tied An Xie up.

An Chen yelled again, keeping them awake all night.

Bi Xie first fed An Chen half a bowl of pork rib soup.

Seeing that his sister was alright, An Chen felt completely relaxed and ate his meal in a very cooperative manner.

The boy had extremely beautiful eyes, with deep-set sockets and eyes as clear as a lake, capturing all the beauty and truth in a shimmering ripple.

The owner of such eyes, which thrived even in adversity, ultimately chose to die by taking medication.

Bi Xie let out a barely perceptible sigh.

She scooped up a spoonful of steamed egg custard and was about to feed it to the boy when the takeout box on the coffee table was suddenly knocked off with a clatter.

Soup, rice, and dishes were spilled all over the floor, and much of it splashed onto An Xie and An Chen.

Ding Murou's shrill voice rang in my ears: "An Xie, are you going to lend me your account or not? My mom is right, you've been eating and living at our house all these years, what's wrong with me borrowing your game account for a couple of days?"

Ding Murou's sudden outburst surprised Yu Minying and Ding Zhong.

Yu Minying never expected her daughter to care so much about An Xie's game account.

The momentary stunned silence was short-lived. Yu Minying immediately sided with Ding Murou, hands on her hips, and shouted, "If Rou Rou wants to use your game account, just let her use it. We're cousins, is it too much of a burden for you to let Rou Rou use your game account?"

Bi Xie lowered his eyelashes and ground his back teeth.

Damn, this mother and daughter are unbelievable!

She had intended to stay until the end of the meal before leaving, but now she didn't want to stay in this house for even a second longer.

Ding Zhong stared intently at Bi Xie, afraid that his 200 yuan would slip away, and hesitated whether to speak up and remind him.

Yu Minying and Ding Murou also watched the girl who suddenly lowered her head and stopped talking with suspicion.

Bi Xie clenched his fist, squatted down, and slowly picked up the vegetable and lunch boxes from the ground...

An Chen's eyes flickered, and he reached out to grab the girl's arm. "An An, it's dirty... I won't eat it..."

"It's okay, bro, we won't eat," the girl turned around and smiled at him. The next moment, with lightning speed, she threw the food box and lunchbox in her hand at Ding Murou.

Ding Murou and Yu Minying were caught off guard and their faces were splattered with vegetable soup, and their hair and clothes were covered with vegetable leaves and rice grains.

"ah--"

After a pause, Ding Murou screamed, running her hands through her hair. The sticky, greasy feeling made her stomp her feet in despair.

"You little brat! I'll beat you to death!" Yu Minying was also splashed with water. She walked forward angrily, about to slap Bi Xie.

Snap—

The girl slammed the kitchen knife onto the coffee table, her cold gaze sweeping over Yu Minying. "Try touching me?"

Yu Minying had been frightened by this knife not long ago, so when she saw the kitchen knife again, her momentum immediately weakened. Her raised hand froze in mid-air, and she shoved Ding Zhong while cursing, "This is your good niece, always carrying a knife around. Is she trying to kill our whole family?"

Ding Zhong was also quite frightened. The cold glint of the knife reflected in his glasses. The middle-aged man was pushed around without moving an inch. He said anxiously, "Why are you pushing me? She has a knife. You don't dare to hit her, and I don't dare to get close!"

"How could I have married such a coward!" Yu Minying's chest heaved with anger.

Ding Zhong looked at the girl's cold face and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Xie, don't act rashly. Put...put the knife down. Girls shouldn't pull out knives so easily, it's scary! And that 200 yuan...are you going to give it back to your uncle?"

"Dad! What time is it? You're still thinking about 200 yuan?"

Ding Murou looked at her father with disgust. Why were her classmates' fathers making big money and their mothers busy attending all kinds of high-end banquets, while her parents looked like ordinary people from the streets? They couldn't offer her any help at all!

It caused her to have no connections in the entertainment industry and to have to be subservient to others at all times!

"Here you go," Bi Xie put the kitchen knife into his backpack, walked over and picked up the phone whose screen was shattered from the fall.

It can still be turned on.

surprise.

The original owner still had several hundred yuan in his WeChat account, which he had earned from working as an extra for the past two weeks.

Bi Xie transferred 200 to the original owner's uncle.

Yu Minying's lips moved, but she was somewhat afraid of Bi Xie, so when Bi Xie walked over, she subconsciously made way for him and didn't dare to stop him.

Ding Murou's white dress was stained, and her eyes were red with anger. "Mom, are you just going to let this go? This is a brand new dress I bought, it cost over a thousand yuan! These oil stains can't be washed off at all!"

"An Xie, you owe me my dress!" Ding Murou roared angrily as she saw the girl come out of the room with medicine.

A family of vampires!

Bi Xie rolled his eyes and spat as he passed by.

We lost money.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" Ding Murou screamed in shock, "An Xie, you...you spat on my skirt!"

"I didn't spit," the girl said seriously as she turned around. "I just spat out a sound, but I didn't spit out any saliva."

“Xiao Xie, you’ve gone too far,” Ding Zhong adjusted his glasses. “Apologize to your cousin, and we’ll call it even…”

"Mom," Ding Murou said, drawing out her words as she tugged at Yu Minying's arm and pleaded, "My dress cost over a thousand yuan, we can't just let it go like this."