Fang Zong didn't get out of the car. He leaned against the window and smiled as he looked at the man at the entrance of the building.
The man looked to be in his mid-twenties. He was well-mannered but not at all arrogant. He squatted down and shared a bag of fried chicken with the little boy.
"A modern prince and Cinderella story? The ending is usually not very happy."
Fang Zong couldn't help but laugh, playing with the water-soaked rubber band, and casually put it on his wrist.
Then I got out of the car and helped Shui Youyou carry the ingredients.
They're all freshly bought; the seafood is still dripping with water.
Moreover, to repay Fang Zong for his help, Shui Youyou paid for all the ingredients.
[A good girl.]
Fang Zong thought so.
Although not very pretty.
Fang Zong felt that his taste was too picky. Actually, Shui Youyou, although she had some freckles, was still a vibrant girl with an 8 out of 10 rating.
After getting off the bus, Fang Zong naturally accepted the young man's sizing him up, ignored him, and followed Shui Youyou upstairs.
Yes, that's right. Just keep staring at me like that. It's fine if you think of me as a rival in love; it's all pointless anyway.
Shui Youyou let her hair down, looking noticeably more alluring than with a ponytail. Doing so before getting out of the car clearly showed she was quite fond of the young man. Fang Zong indicated he didn't mind them showing affection, anyway…
Breaking up a couple is one thing.
Sitting on the sofa waiting for his meal, Fang Zong sipped his tea and found it increasingly interesting.
Shui Youyou was cooking in the kitchen when the young man and the little boy played for a while. Then he looked at Fang Zong and said, "Hello, I'm Xiaoti's teacher. I'm here for a home visit."
"Hello." Fang Zong extended his hand naturally.
The other person shook hands with Fang Zong and suddenly smiled.
Fang Zong asked, "What are you laughing at?"
The other person blinked and said meaningfully, "Do you know why people work hard to make money?"
"Why?"
"Because I'm afraid that when I shake hands with someone, they're wearing Cartier while I'm wearing a rubber band."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zong glanced at the other person's obviously expensive watch, then at the rubber band he had just been playing with, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" the other person asked sternly.
At this moment, Shui Youyou walked out, tilting her head, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing." The two of them waved their hands together, looking very serious.
Shui Youyou brought over a plate of fruit and put it down first: "I accidentally got some oil splashed on my hair, I'll go wash it, you guys have some fruit first."
Fang Zong nodded, picked up an orange and peeled it, ignoring the young man's hostile gaze.
The little boy was looking around, chuckling to himself, when he got a whack on the head.
The young man glared at him and said, "I won't buy you any more treats next time!"
The little boy, though small in stature, was shrewd: "You wouldn't dare!"
"I'll show your essay to your sister."
"You dare!"
The two threatened each other. Fang Zong watched this scene and thought the modern Cinderella story was really interesting. Even if the ending was likely to be tragic, the process was really full of laughter.
Even he, as an observer, felt quite satisfied.
Ten minutes later, Shui Youyou walked out of the bathroom. Fang Zong, who had been watching, suddenly stood up and stared at Shui Youyou's disheveled hair.
In his eyes, tiny specks of iridescent light drifted from Shui Youyou's flowing hair.
The intensity of the energy was so great that it made his heart race!
"Isn't she beautiful?" The young man couldn't help but stand up, gazing at Shui Youyou with deep affection: "I knew Youyou looked most beautiful when her hair was wet."
He praised Shui Youyou, and Shui Youyou blushed slightly. Fang Zong, who was watching, suddenly drew his sword.
Tang Hengsword, with a flash of light, sliced through the moon and placed it against Shui Youyou's neck.
"What are you doing!" the young man roared in anger.
Shui Youyou's face was also pale.
Why? Why did he suddenly draw his sword? Isn't Fang Zong a guest of the Yang family?
Shui Youyou had never seen such a scene before. She even felt as if she had suddenly entered another world, a world she had never seen before and could not understand at all!
"Let her go!"
The young man, his eyes bloodshot, grabbed Fang Zong's arm and roared, "My name is Yang Jiu. No matter who you are, you should know about the Yang Clan in Taiwan. Let go of Youyou!"
Fang Zong shook his head, used the tip of his knife to pick up a strand of Shui Youyou's hair, and with a twist of his arm, he lifted Yang Jiu off the ground.
Then the blade slashed down...
"Clang!"
The entire blade was vibrating. Fang Zong sheathed his longsword and looked at the trembling, low-humming blade of the Moon-Slaying Blade.
His green-grade Tang Hengdao Zhan Yue, which had been enhanced twice, still couldn't cut off even half of Shui Youyou's hair.
[This is interesting. She's definitely not an ordinary person. Even though she's still a Cinderella now, her potential even surpasses that of a great demon like Bai Su!]
Fang Zong still had some things to investigate, so he instructed Shui Youyou, "Go and dry your hair."
Shui Youyou was particularly surprised, but since Fang was a guest of the Yang family and hadn't really hurt her, she obediently went to get the hairdryer, forcing herself to calm down and dry her hair as quickly as possible.
After drying, Fang Zong noticed that the iridescent glow was gone. With a flick of his blade, he easily chopped off a lock of hair.
He held his beautiful hair in his hand, and as his male energy slightly rose, the hair turned gray.
"A military general? What exactly do you want?"
Yang Jiu shielded Shui Youyou behind him, staring at Fang Zong as if facing a formidable enemy: "Let me tell you, if you dare to harm a single hair on Shui Youyou's head, our Yang family will not..."
"I've already burned off a lot of her hair," Fang Zong said with a sneer. "The Yang Clan is quite strong, but they're too far away to help in this situation. Choose one: I'll only kill one person. Will you kill her, or will you kill me?"
As he spoke, Fang Zong pointed Tang Hengdao at him.
Fang Zong wondered whether Shui Youyou was friend or foe, but judging from the current situation, the Yang family was definitely a friend, not an enemy. He looked at Yang Jiu with a smile.
Yang Jiu knew he was no match for Fang Zong, so he kept a close eye on him.
Suddenly, she gave a bitter laugh, her face filled with sorrow and despair, and then turned around and bumped into him with deep affection.
He braced himself against the blade with his chest, but suddenly… “Tsk, as expected of a man from the Yang family.” Fang Zong chuckled and retracted Zhan Yue.
Yang Jiu, unable to retract his strength in time, fell face-first into the mud at Fang Zong's feet.
"You're playing me!" Yang Jiu jumped up, ready to fight back.
Shui Youyou quickly stopped him and grabbed Yang Jiu.
She clearly didn't know Yang Jiu's identity and was deceived by him, which made her very sad. Yang Jiu risked his life to save her, which moved her deeply. She didn't know what to say, so she could only stop and protect him.
Fang Zong felt like he was watching a Korean drama. He blinked and sat down on the sofa.
"What exactly do you want?!" Yang Jiu was going crazy.
"Let's eat." Fang Zong pointed to the kitchen, signaling Shui Youyou to continue cooking.
He casually patted the little boy's forehead and sighed, "Little guy, you're lucky to have such a capable older sister."
Hmm, the Yang family isn't so bad off. I guessed wrong; it's not a modern-day Cinderella story, it's a modern-day Big Bad Wolf story.
The little boy was bewildered.
Shui Youyou, who went to cook, was also confused.
As for Yang Jiu, let's not even talk about him; he was even more bewildered.
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