Chapter 56 The Driving Force Behind the Brother and Sister-in-Law's Love Affair The screen pans up to a snow-white...

The screen panned to the snow-white hospital bed, where the scars on the man's face were shocking, like a centipede winding across his face. He struggled to turn his neck, as if in distress. Zhu Yanhe spoke coldly, "Who borrowed money from you?"

He was too lazy to spend too much time looking up someone whose name he didn't even know; it was much faster to ask someone who already knew.

A nightmarish voice suddenly rang out, and Lin Qian's twisting head froze, his pale lips trembling. He then immediately answered Zhu Yanhe's question, his voice trembling: "It's Ning Dawei, it's Ning Dawei."

Zhu Yanhe glanced at it and asked again, "Where did you go?"

Lin Qian's words aggravated the scars on his face, causing him to speak incoherently and unable to move his hand: "He, he went in."

Having obtained the information he wanted, the man lazily raised his eyes and hung up the phone.

How did they get in? When did they get in? He swiped his phone a few times, propped his chin up, and looked at the photos of the two of them in the album. A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. Was it Ning Xiaozhu who sent them in again?

Ning Buyi pushed open the door to the Tiger's Private Room, and a chill rushed out. Li Chang came here every day to sweep around and leave the windows open for ventilation. The room was already a small freezer, so cold it made people dizzy.

He slid over and closed the glass window, rubbed his hands to get some warmth, then walked to the computer desk, sat down, and stood up again. His bottom was freezing; jeans weren't cold enough.

It had been half a month since I last turned on this computer, and I was a little rusty at turning it on. Ning Buyi picked up his phone and glanced at his precious bank balance. The warm string of numbers was so comforting and heartwarming. He could leave after working for a few more months.

As soon as he logged into his account, Ning Buyi received an invitation from the official backend. He glanced at it and started streaming. As soon as he logged in, Jingjing sent a team request. With a soft click of the mouse, the girl's voice came through.

"I'm done for, but I'm finally playing with you." Jingjing sighed. She had tried to invite Ning Buyi before, but it all fell apart halfway through. The reason was simple: there was a vicious dog by her side, no joke, the kind that bared its teeth if you got too close.

"I'm sorry, Sister Jingjing. I was playing games with my friends the past few days and only got back here today." Ning Buyi clasped his hands together, his long neck revealed as he lowered his head, making one want to pinch it.

Jingjing waved her hand and the two began matching.

Ning Buyi scanned the live stream room. The popularity had increased as soon as the broadcast started, but it was slightly less than before, and the barrage of comments was not flowing very fast.

"It's been so long since I've seen my baby's face."

"I've been eating vegetarian food for the first half of the month, I miss it so much, you little rascal."

"Why isn't the super cool pentakill guy here?"

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A moment later, dazzling special effects began to bloom on the screen. He quickly clicked on the audience list, and as he expected, Xiao He was at the top. Ning Buyi grinned foolishly; Xiao He's here, so she definitely wouldn't be angry anymore.

He then focused intently on the screen. He had truly transformed this time, climbing four or five ranks, not just because he was duo-queuing with Zhu Yan.

Jingjing, perched on his head, asked, "Have you received the invitation yet?"

Ning Buyi was still trying to recall how it had been processed when he came to his senses: "I received it, but I haven't filled it out yet."

The invitation page requires you to fill in personal information, but Ning Buyi doesn't know how to fill it in.

Jingjing said "Oh" and explained, "Just fill in the information truthfully. You'll be given a QR code later to verify your entry."

The Star Awards are held in S City, and there are about 500 live streamers from various fields participating. This method was adopted to better manage and prevent outsiders from entering.

Ning Buyi nodded obediently, watching the screen sway left and right. He had used all his knowledge and even got a triple kill, which was unprecedented and unheard of, all thanks to his personal strength.

Y: Your skills are good.

Several top-tier special effects appeared in the live stream in succession, and the gorgeous effects filled everyone's screen. Ning Buyi's eyes widened a little. Why did Xiao He suddenly send so many gifts again and even praised him!

"Sister Y's return is all about big spending."

"I married into a wealthy family at a low price, congratulations!" (gritting teeth)

Are there any more events for the older sister?

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"Sister, you don't need to swipe..." Ning Buyi replied to her during the brief moment when the screen went gray. His sister was already with him, yet she still spent so much money. It was definitely not because there was a 50% discount in the middle that he thought that way.

Zhu Yanhe didn't reply to him, but instead sent a private message to Ning Buyi on her phone.

Xiaohe: Shall we meet?

The original plan was not to move this quickly, but plans can't keep up with changes, and no one knew that a flaw would appear halfway through.

Two days ago, Zhu Zhuzhen brought a basket of vegetables back to Zhu Guanghai's place. When Zhu's mother saw her daughter, who had been sulking for a long time, her wrinkles were smoothed out. She felt that even if she brought a child back, she would be fine with it, let alone vegetables.

Zhu Zhu had just lain down on the leather sofa when Zhu Guanghai walked over with a cold snort, as if a switch had been flipped, and said without holding back, "It's a wonder you still know how to come back. I thought you didn't recognize us as your parents anymore."

Zhu Zhu impatiently picked up her phone and started playing with it, ignoring her father.

Seeing her nonchalant expression, Zhu Guanghai was so angry that he glared at her and said with his thick eyebrows raised, "You and your brother are not young anymore. Bring me a partner this year."

Zhu Zhu didn't say anything, but simply turned her back to her father.

"Did you even hear what your father said?!" Zhu Guanghai slammed his cane against the tiles, the sound echoing in the empty hall. His face was stern, his brows furrowed so tightly they could trap a fly.

Zhu Zhu clicked her tongue and said, "I know, I know."

If she said anything more, her father would have ten more to say. At this moment, Zhu Zhu just wanted to finish her meal and leave as soon as possible.

Zhu Guanghai sighed and couldn't help but lecture him: "Why don't you urge your brother too! Doesn't he realize his own limitations?"

"Oh, Dad, can you stop talking? My brother already has a girlfriend and—" Annoyed to no end, Zhu Zhu blurted out without thinking, only to realize as soon as she said it that she had let something slip: her brother's relationship was still far from settled.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Guanghai jumped up, banging his scepter incessantly, making a loud clanging sound: "Are you serious? Your brother has a girlfriend?"

A rare smile appeared on the man's face, his eyes filled with anticipation for his future daughter-in-law. Zhu Zhu chuckled twice and retorted, "It's fake, I'm just teasing you, Dad."

This little trick might only fool Ning Buyi. Her father has lived for over fifty years, what can't he see?

"I know you young people advocate free love, but I won't break them up because they're not a good match. Our family doesn't need any arranged marriages." Zhu Guanghai looked refreshed, the unpleasantness of being contradicted by his daughter vanished in an instant. His son had a girlfriend, so what else was there to say?

Thinking of this, Zhu Guanghai's steps became lighter as he went to the kitchen to tell his mother, who was making soup for her daughter, the good news.

Zhu Zhu looked at the white wall next to her and considered the possibility of losing her memory if she bumped into it. After struggling for a while, she finally opened WeChat and sent a message to her brother.

Zhu Zhu: Brother, today I took your advice and delivered vegetables to your father. Because he kept nagging and pressuring me to get married, I couldn't bear it and blurted out your affair with your sister-in-law. It was completely unintentional; I hope you won't pursue the matter for your sister-in-law's sake. —Your loving sister

When Zhu Yanhe saw this message, his eyebrows twitched, and his phone screen was so creased that it looked like a laser display. After a moment of speechlessness, he was left with only the expected silence.

Although it was something he would find out sooner or later, Zhu Guanghai was still unaware that his daughter-in-law was Ning Buyi.

Zhu Yanhe had no choice but to keep Ning Buyi close to his side before this matter was discovered, lest his father find out and harm Ning Buyi.

Inside the live stream, Ning Buyi gripped his phone, staring wide-eyed at it and then at the screen. He pinched his face hard, leaving a fingerprint mark. He wasn't dreaming!

"What happened, you jerk? Why are you hitting yourself?"

"Now my rascal has truly achieved success in both his career and love life."

"You bastard! Your game has been resurrected!!"

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Even that evening, when Li Chang saw him still looking smug, the man teased, "Oh my, so happy about winning the lottery."

"Xiao He said she wants to meet me." Ning Buyi chuckled twice, his lips never twitching down, it was almost like winning the lottery.

He was worried that he would be disliked if he suddenly went to see Xiao He that day, but he didn't expect that Xiao He and he were so in sync. What else could they be but a match made in heaven?

"Great job, my little rascal! When?" Upon hearing this, Li Chang felt a surge of pride, like watching his son grow up, and thoughtfully broke the chopsticks apart for him.

"Next weekend." Ning Buyi had just filled in his personal information on the invitation. The Starlight Awards were in 10 days, which meant he would be able to meet Xiao He in person next week.

Upon hearing this, Li Chang seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Isn't this weekend your birthday?"

The photos were still taken of Ning Buyi. The young man casually stretched out his trousers, thankfully he had changed into fleece-lined ones.

"Uh-huh."

Li Chang planned to cook for Ning Buyi on his birthday to express his deep love for his son. However, he didn't tell Ning Buyi about it, figuring he'd run away if he heard, and then his efforts would be wasted.

S City doesn't have a long autumn. By the end of October, the temperature had already dropped to single digits. Zhu Yanhe got out of the car, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked into the internet cafe. Then, he naturally and familiarly went upstairs. Even if Li Chang saw him, he couldn't do anything about it. He was too damn familiar, as if it were his own home.

In the cramped room, Ning Buyi was fast asleep, his breathing even and rhythmic. Several alarm clocks hadn't woken him. When Zhu Yanhe pushed open the door, cold air rushed in, squeezing out the warm air inside. The person on the bed shivered from the cold and huddled completely under the covers.

Zhu Yanhe sat next to the pile of blankets, crossed her legs and looked at her phone, showing no intention of waking him up.

Then another ringtone sounded, and the rolled-up blanket stirred. Ning Buyi, still half asleep, groped around under the blanket but couldn't find his phone.

The alarm bell was still ringing deadly, forcing him to squint. The bed was pitch black. Ning Buyi reached out and touched the outside of the blanket, only to find something soft.

The incessant noise kept Ning Buyi wide awake. He threw back the covers and was startled to see a figure. He quickly snuggled back under the covers. How did Zhu Yanhe suddenly appear?

The man reached out and turned off the phone alarm that Ning Buyi couldn't reach no matter what he tried, and asked, "Awake?"

Ning Buyi shook his head from under the covers, his voice muffled by a layer of fog: "Not awake."

Zhu Yanhe chuckled lightly, casually fiddling with her phone: "It's 8:30."

"What's wrong?" Ning Buyi thought for a second, then jumped out of bed and ran around the room frantically, looking for clothes and socks. She looked at him with a pitiful expression. "We're going to be late, Zhu Yanhe..."

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Author's Note: [Side-eared rabbit head] I was still hoping to finish writing about my little rascal's birthday on October 29th, but it seems that's not going to happen. [Pity][Side-eared rabbit head]