Chapter 12
Chi Qi searched for the book in a row based on a few vague keywords. "The Group's Pet, Sick Beauty, Fake Young Master" was quite similar, so it should be this book.
He couldn't wait to click in.
[Hey, I, Chi Xiaozhu, am here! 】
【etc…】
【. . You're an idiot! 】
After a few seconds, Chi Qi's face turned purple with anger, and he was almost nauseated to death by the disgusting plot in the novel. He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his hair, and slammed it against the wall.
【hiss! it hurts! 】
A shallow crater appeared in the wall.
Chi Qi was shocked: Am I that strong?
"What a blind bastard." The experienced Shen Wanji had pieced together the general facts from the fragments of information, and she pounded the wall angrily.
A shallow pit appeared in the wall again.
Chi Qi was stunned. My aunt is so awesome!
Chi Qi noticed that Chen Wanji's anger was at its peak and she was ready to teach Song Muchi a lesson. He was afraid that she would suffer a loss and hurried to stop her.
As soon as my hand touched Shen Wanji's shoulder——
Um? Where are the people?
Shen Wanji was like an arrow shot from a bow, with the momentum of one man blocking the pass from ten thousand, he rushed out and blocked Jian Qi.
Song Muchi was shocked by the powerful aura and took two steps back. He asked dissatisfiedly: "Who are you?"
"I am," Shen Wanji said with thin lips, "the judge of justice."
“…”
Song Muchi was furious and helpless: "Which mental hospital did you escape from?"
Shen Wanji waved the air in front of him and asked in confusion: "Xiao Chi, do you smell a strange smell?"
Chi Qi, who received the signal, immediately covered his nose and performed an exaggerated and flamboyant performance, "What a strong smell."
Chen Wanji also frowned and pointed at Song Muchi with disgust, "Hurry up, stay away from me, you're fuming us."
After Song Muchi realized what was happening, he angrily asked, "You scolded me?"
How dare someone scold him?
Chen Wanji put on a noble and cold expression: "Don't even mention scolding you in person. If you can't hear clearly, I can still carve you on the tombstone. What I hate most is people like you who can't tell the difference between relatives and strangers. Believe it or not, I will turn around and hang you on the windmill and make you squeak."
Her mouth was like the machine gun pea shooter in Plants vs. Zombies, aiming at Song Muchi and launching a burst of attacks.
For a whole minute, Song Muchi didn't find any chance to retort.
He is the eldest son of the Song family. He has been smooth sailing for so many years and has always been flattered and coaxed by others. This is the first time that someone has given him a cold shoulder on the spot.
Song Muchi was so angry that he almost fainted. He pointed a trembling finger at Shen Wanji, "Who are you to dare to speak to me like this?"
Chi Qi, who was watching the show on the side, rolled his eyes. He was so old, but he still played the game of suing his parents when he couldn't win. He had disdained to do that since kindergarten.
"What is my identity?" Shen Wanji smiled contemptuously, "Eighteen years ago, every time your father saw me, he always called me Miss respectfully. I haven't been back to City A for too long, and there are more and more rotten fish and shrimps."
Chi Qi just wanted to clap his hands and cheer.
[The eldest lady has arrived!] Get out of the way! The young lady has arrived! Get out of the way! This young lady is so cool! 】
Song Muchi choked. Although the Song family was rich, they were not as rich as the top wealthy families in City A. He was confused for a moment. After hesitating for a long time, he put down his arrogance and said in frustration: "This is my family affair. It is not your turn to comment on it."
"Oh, oh, you're in trouble again? I've seen the diversity of species. I just said arrogantly: 'Fortunately it was Ayao who stayed behind eighteen years ago', but you are really like a turtle falling into a salt jar. You little turtle has nothing to do now."
Song Muchi was speechless and said dryly, "You are just making trouble."
Shen Wanji blinked and smiled triumphantly, "Oh, you guessed it right, but even if I was being unreasonable, what can you do to me?"
Song Muchi: “.”
For the first time, he truly felt how frustrating it was to be oppressed by others because of their family background.
The phone rang suddenly. Song Muchi glanced at the note and immediately answered the call, asking with concern, "Ayao, are you feeling unwell?"
A weak male voice came from the phone, "Brother, I'm fine. Where are you outside? I have done the check-up and want to find you."
"I'm here..." Thinking of Song Ruoyao's inconvenience in walking, he paused and slowed down his tone, "Ayao, sit on the chair and rest for a while, I'll be back soon."
"It's okay, brother. I'm not in a hurry. Just take care of your business first."
If Chi Qi hadn't just watched the plot, he would really be moved by the brotherhood between the two.
Look, what a friendly and respectful conversation between brothers.
"Brother." Song Ruoyao on the other end of the phone called out softly again, like a helpless cub seeking shelter.
Song Muchi said gently: "Ayao, go ahead."
After a pause of a few seconds, Song Ruoyao said, "I think I saw Jian Qi."
"Brother, if you see Jian Qi, please help me tell him that I don't blame him. He grew up in a chaotic environment and his personality is inevitably extreme. Besides, I stole his identity and the love of his parents and brother. It's right for him to blame me."
"If I stay in this house, he will feel uncomfortable. I can move out. As long as I can visit you occasionally, I will be satisfied."
Chen Wanji rolled his eyes, pointed at Song Muchi and whispered in Chi Qi's ears, "Every word he said is not your fault, but every word he said is adding fuel to the fire. A fool like him will definitely be played around by them."
As expected, Song Muchi's expression changed and he said coldly, "Don't mention him."
"Brother, I understand you. I know you are in a dilemma. You and Jian Qi are blood relatives. You have missed each other for so many years because of an accident. Now you finally recognize each other. Don't let your emotions cloud your mind and make the wrong decision."
Song Muchi sighed, "Ayao, you are too kind. Sincerity may not always be exchanged for sincerity, and it may also attract wolves and tigers. Leave this matter to me and my parents, and you should have a good rest."
It's time to finally put things to an end.
The more Song Ruoyao took the responsibility on himself, the more guilty Song Muchi felt. His brother, whom he had loved since childhood and who had a spoiled personality, chose to sacrifice himself for him.
How could he not be sad?
Chi Qi finally figured it out. This tactic was called retreat in order to advance. It seemed considerate, but in fact it was a cautious move intended to anger Song Muchi.
If you guess correctly, Song Ruoyao said it on purpose for Jian Qi to hear, and he probably knew that Jian Qi was right next to him.
He didn't know how Jian Qi reacted, but Chi Qi was disgusted.
Song Ruoyao was still pretending to persuade him, "Brother, you have never rejected me since I was a child, why..."
Song Muchi interrupted him, "Ayao, you can do whatever you want with everything else except this one."
One unforgettable hurt is enough, and he will protect A Yao well in the future.
Shen Wanji wondered from the bottom of his heart: "What brand of garbage bag is this? How can it hold so much?"
Chi Qi continued: "It may be Dongting Lake brand."
Jian Qi: “…”
"Have you had enough of acting?" Jian Qi looked at Song Muchi calmly, without any inner turmoil. "Can you please stop wasting my time?"
"What a polite child! He even said please." Shen Wanji sighed, "If it were me, I would have slapped him a few times."
Chi Qi: I too can hardly hold back my eager hands.
"Jian Qi, since you are willing to degenerate into a small-time gangster and struggle in the mud for the rest of your life, I will grant your wish."
Jian Qi seemed to have heard a joke, "Song Ruoyao didn't let himself fall. He became disabled. Maybe next year he can use his disabled status to get some points for the Self-improvement Plan. It can be considered as another way out."
Song Muchi's face instantly turned pale, and his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, making a clattering sound: "How dare you bring that up! Without you, Ayao would have taken the exam smoothly and shined in the examination room."
"He brought this upon himself. He deserves this fate." Jian Qi sneered. "Besides, it's his legs that are broken, not his arms. He can still answer questions and write. It's as if I forced him to give up. Don't put the blame on me."
Song Muchi's eyes widened with anger and he waved his arms, "You still dare to quibble?"
Are you going to hit someone?
Before Jian Qi could fight back, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past his ear, and then Song Muchi was blown away. It was not an exaggeration, he really flew, and his flight trajectory was parabolic.
Song Muchi fell to the ground, completely stunned. There were clear fingerprints on his cheeks and a trace of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.
He looked up in disbelief, fear and shock in his eyes. You...why are you really hitting me?
Shen Wanji flexed his wrists coldly, "Why don't you get out of here? Do you want to be beaten again?"
Song Muchi certainly didn't want to, so after he recovered, he left dejectedly.
"Tsk, little trash, you're vulnerable." Shen Wanji turned around, automatically switched modes, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
Jian Qi shook his head and said it was okay. Song Muchi was just a useless idiot. Not only was he mentally ill, but his fighting power was also very low and he couldn't cause much harm to him.
"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you." Perhaps because her own son had suffered a serious injury, Shen Wanji's maternal love overflowed, as if she was looking at a weak little white rabbit, "If someone from the Song family comes to bother you again in the future, just tell me my name."
Jian Qi didn't feel wronged at first, as he had experienced worse treatments.
Yang Qi had a hot temper and would vent her anger on him whenever she was not satisfied. The young boy was often covered in bruises and curled up in the damp and cold basement, struggling to get up after the pain subsided.
From that time on, Jian Qi understood that if he wanted to survive, he could only rely on himself.
After being found by the Song family, he did look forward to family affection, but the truth came too quickly, so fast that he didn't have time to feel disappointed.
Because I already know the ugly faces of all the people in the Song family and know how selfish and dark they are, I can numbly accept the unfair treatment and sad words.
Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?
When Jian Qi saw the two people who were defending him, he felt a sour feeling in his heart. The strangers he had never met showed kindness to him, but his blood relatives treated him with the greatest malice.
How ironic.
"Thank you." Jian Qi turned around and whispered, "Chi Qi, I should have told you earlier, thank you for helping me before."
When I feel tired and want to give up, please help me dispel the haze around me.
Being thanked so solemnly, Chi Qi felt embarrassed instead. "In the future, if you encounter problems that you can't solve, you can also use my name. Although it's useless, it shows that you have many friends."
Jian Qi knew that he was trying to comfort her, so she curved her eyebrows to show her respect and smiled as lightly as the breeze.
On a daily basis, Jian Qi gives people the impression of having droopy eyes, with no emotion in his black and white eyes. Coupled with his thin lips with very light color, he seems cold and unapproachable.
When he smiled at this moment, he was particularly attractive.
Chi Qi was dazzled by his smile and was stunned for a moment, "Well... we'll leave first. Remember to contact me if you have anything."
"I don't have your contact information." Jian Qi suddenly called him.
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