It was already midnight when Kou Zijun came back. He was exhausted. He learned that Yan Mofei and his group had returned a long time ago and had visited many places. All of this could be seen in Yang Xiaoli's circle of friends.

We are all human beings, so why do they have such great energy?

Kou Zijun fell into self-doubt until Che Gaoyuan got a screenshot from someone else. He then saw that the other party took the cable car up, then walked, and when he was tired, took the sightseeing bus down the mountain. He suddenly let out a groundhog's howl.

He thought the only options to get up there were driving or walking, and since driving was not an option, he subconsciously assumed he could only walk up the stairs. He never imagined there was a cable car on the side of the mountain trail.

There was even a sightseeing bus going down the mountain, but because he went down the mountain too late, the sightseeing bus had already stopped running, so he didn't encounter anything.

“Damn it, damn it!”

Kou Zijun thought about it over and over again and realized that Yan Mofei must have done it on purpose, leaving these clues behind so that he would chase for a whole day but still catch nothing.

"That's too much! Bullying an honest person!"

He dragged his exhausted body and had no time to settle the score with Yan Mofei. Now he just wanted to take a quick shower and fall asleep.

Che Gaoyuan was shocked when he shouted this. If Kou Zijun was considered an honest man, then there was probably no dishonest person in the world.

Kou Zijun was applying shower gel and washing himself nicely, and when he was about to rinse, he suddenly found that there was no water!

"Ah!" This became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Kou Zijun. He finally collapsed completely, squatting in the bathroom, crying like a child who didn't get any candy.

Finally, after making more than a dozen complaint calls to the hotel, the water finally came.

Kou Zijun could no longer hold on and fell asleep in the bathroom.

The hotel staff expressed their confusion. They didn't know who had turned off whose valve and thought the other person had been penetrated by dozens of people, which was why she cried so miserably. They received more than a dozen complaints in vain.

Old Song returned to the room with the tools, reported quietly to Yan Mofei, then yawned and went back to sleep, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.

Seeing this, Yan Mofei finally fell asleep happily.

The discipline of the younger brother has gone a step further. How can children grow without pressure?

Debbie called for two days straight, but at first no one answered, and then the phone was turned off. She was so angry that she almost wanted to tear Kou Zijun's skin off.

He used to call her princess and baby, but now when he has something to do, he doesn’t want to give her a penny.

Great, that’s great.

At first, he had been pretending to be rich, saying how wealthy his family was and how he would give her a good life in the future. Fortunately, she had long seen through Kou Zijun's lies.

Every time I went there, I would just book a private room, listen to her sing, and order some fruit. I never even touched her, and I didn't even have the money to ask her to leave.

How could such a person be rich?

Even if you draw a pie in the sky, it will look decent if it looks realistic.

The nurse hadn't counted the number of times she'd come to collect payment. The other party had been so generous with the medication, specifically requesting the most expensive. Then, when she finally used it, she couldn't even pay. Plus, her dark room looked like it had been punctured by countless rat holes. And after learning she was a KTV princess, the way she looked at her became even more suspicious.

Debbie couldn't bear it any longer and had to ask others for help.

As a result, when those people heard that they would have to spend so much money, they all demanded high returns.

Either she has to fight eight people, or she has to drive Optimus Prime, or she has to do a live broadcast with tens of thousands of people... No matter which one, it is a burden that she cannot bear now.

There was no other way, so Debbie could only grit her teeth and take out her coffin book to pay for the medical expenses. At the same time, her hatred for Kou Zijun reached its peak.

"A-choo." Kou Zijun, who had stayed in the bathroom all night, successfully caught a cold. He was dizzy with fever, but he always felt that he had forgotten something.

"Oh, it's so tragic. It's so pitiful to be alone without your family around."

"If my brother hadn't been there and discovered it early, my life would have been in danger."

Yan Mofei stood aside and felt very emotional.

If he hadn't been wearing a double mask and trying to stay as far away from Kou Zijun as possible, Kou Zijun would have believed his lies.

He was confused, but instinctively gritted his teeth at Yan Mofei.

"Why are you here? Ahem..."

As soon as he asked the question, Old Song suddenly forced a mouthful of medicine into his mouth. The bitter and astringent taste passed through his mouth, esophagus, and spread throughout his chest.

After having tasted this, he never wanted to have a second taste. It was even worse than his cold!

"You want to poison me!" Kou Zijun widened his eyes, feeling that he was not in good condition and was about to die.

Then Old Song directly fed the bowl to his mouth and poured all the medicine into his mouth.

"Ah, gulp..." Kou Zijun made a dying struggle, trying to spit out the medicine, but Lao Song punched him in the stomach, forcing him to swallow it all subconsciously.

Then he turned over and tried to dig out the medicine and spit it out. Just as he turned around, he heard a crunching sound from Old Song's fingers.

Those were not just fingers, but the fingers of fate that could take his life.

Rather than being beaten to death, it is better to be poisoned to death.

"Old Song, how could you threaten my brother? He's a patient now, so fragile. If I accidentally scare him to death, how am I going to explain this to Yuxing?"

Yan Mofei said this, but there was no sympathy on his face. Instead, his eyes were narrowed and his smile was too obvious.

Yuxing? Oh, brother. If he knew that I had sent someone to poison his own brother, would he regret it?

At this moment, countless memories flashed through Kou Zijun's mind.

When he was one year old, his brother took him out to play and stuffed big ice cubes into his mouth.

When he was three years old, his brother was playing with him at home. He put a broken vase in his hand and then accused him of smashing things.

When he was ten years old, his brother came into the house with the first place award and received a Lego reward, while he was greeted with a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork.

The fifteen-year-old brother entered the laboratory and started his own experiment. Relatives and friends gathered together and praised his brother. Then they looked at him and lamented that they were born from the same litter but had different fates.

The 20-year-old brother made a major breakthrough in his experiment, and his father scolded him for being a useless gangster.

When he was 24, he entered the entertainment industry and fell in love, but his entire family opposed it. They even sent the shameless Yan Mofei to teach him a lesson...

Why was his life so miserable? So miserable that he had no happiness at all, and he died in such a miserable way.

In love? Kou Zijun's dizzy mind suddenly cleared up. Yes, he was still in love, he still had Debbie!

Kou Zijun, who had just looked like he was about to die, suddenly stood up and asked, "Where's my phone? Where's my phone?"

He must find Debbie before he dies and tell her not to wait for him and to find another good person to marry.

Yang Xiaoli exclaimed in surprise: "Boss, look, I really succeeded. He got better as soon as he drank my medicine."

Yan Mofei watched from the side, but he felt more and more that this was a last gasp of life. He was fine before, but now he must be in trouble.