Chapter 11 The So-called Wild Man
The man was in a dilemma and knelt down crying, holding his head and sobbing.
"I dare not, I dare not leave!"
"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have risked my life, let alone killed them. I'm afraid that after I leave, I'll be in hell. Little girl, just pretend you didn't see anything and go!"
Shen Zhiyi snorted softly, "You also know that suicide is a serious sin, and it's not considered ignorant. Therefore, you should also know the consequences of staying in the human world. Whether I take action or you take the initiative, you decide for yourself."
The man sobbed even harder. "I used to think that death would put an end to everything. I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please forgive me. I shouldn't have been so careless about my life. I shouldn't have trampled on life."
He knelt down and confessed his guilt.
Shen Zhiyi was not moved at all: "Forgiving you is the business of the King of Hell, and my mission is to send you to see him!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a majestic and holy light flashed in her eyes, and she muttered something, chanted an incantation, and cast a talisman.
Soon, a door appeared in front of the mother and her two daughters.
They opened the door and went in.
The men, on the other hand, were sucked into purification bottles and sent to different places to receive judgment.
The hostility dissipated, and peace returned inside and outside the house.
Shen Zhiyi's merit points increased by 10 days.
The value of targets not on the list is relatively low, four of them only means ten days of life.
And each of the targets on the list in the afternoon lost a month of life.
Shen Zhiyi sighed.
These days, earning life is much harder than earning money.
She went back upstairs and heard the noise, and instantly lost the desire to stay there any longer.
Anyway, the live broadcast is over and Piao has been put away.
Let’s go back and have a midnight snack and watch a show.
Hey, wait.
She slapped her head and almost forgot.
She wants to protect Xiao Lanting.
There is a strong murderous aura around him, and it is hard to tell when the other party will make a move.
Let's go check out the situation tonight.
**
The printer spurted out data.
Shen Zhixian took a sip of life-saving coffee and picked up a random book to look at. It was full of advanced math exercises with very detailed solution hints on the side.
"Oh, that's enough. During your break time, you are still worrying about your side job?" He looked at the man sitting in the big chair.
Xiao Lanting leaned leisurely against the back of the chair, raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave him a glance, "Are you ashamed of yourself and embarrassed?"
Shen Zhixian was choked by his seemingly inexplicably noble and inoffensive demeanor, which made him look so annoying that he couldn't be bothered. Then, he said, "Okay, I'm not as good as you. I'm exhausted from my main job, and I'm still developing a side business. But, why did you only print one copy of this information?"
Xiao Lanting's phone moved. He looked down at it but didn't answer.
[Chen Zhiyi: Teacher, I'm fine now. You don't have to come pick me up. Just give me your address and I'll come find you.]
Shen Zhixian glanced at it, and just as he was about to see the other person's profile picture, Xiao Lanting stood up and put away his phone.
"I'm leaving first. You should go back and rest early."
Shen Zhixian: "So early? That's not like you."
In the past, Xiao Lanting always worked overtime until eleven o'clock before going home.
Xiao Lanting picked up his coat and put it on his shoulders, then walked towards the elevator, leaving a sentence: "Make up lessons."
Shen Zhixian: "Okay, you can do it. Now the side job is more important than the main job."
“…”
After the people left, Shen Zhixian looked through WeChat messages boredly.
Three messages from someone with no remarks.
"You're not young anymore, and you're still mad at me? Tonight's a big party, you have to come back no matter how hard you try. Zhiyi will come too."
He didn't click on it, nor did he reply, he just ignored it.
I exited WeChat and entered Weibo, intending to check out some company-related news, but was attracted by a push notification.
[Shen Zhiyi and Shen Yingying face off in a fierce PK, and a mysterious tycoon appears in the livestream!]
His breathing became heavy and his brows furrowed unconsciously.
After reading the entire article, the only words left in his mind were "mysterious tycoon".
The call was made.
"Brother." A soft female voice came from the phone, with the sound of wind.
“Shen Zhiyi, before I arrive, you should figure out how to explain the local tyrant thing to me.”
He picked up the car keys and walked out quickly.
Shen Zhiyi's voice rose in surprise: "Ah? You want to come to this side of the party?"
"Don't change the subject, what's the deal with the rich?"
Here, Shen Zhiyi kicked the stones on the ground boredly and said casually: "From your tone, it seems that you believe that I have something going on with that rich guy?"
"So? Is it true?" Shen Zhixian spoke word by word, each word stained with anger.
Shen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: “Guess.”
She hung up the phone.
This was the usual way she and Shen Zhixian got along: they loved and hated each other, and would bicker at the slightest disagreement.
Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Shen Zhixian that she was able to return to the Shen family.
He was the one who got her back.
So even though they hadn't lived together for more than ten years, it didn't affect their closeness.
But her brother doesn't have a good relationship with his father and is often not at home.
In order not to inherit the family property, he started his own business and went home less and less often.
Her father often asked her to persuade her brother to come home.
But she felt that the person who tied the bell must untie it, and since the knot was not with her, nothing she did would be of any use.
As I was thinking, suddenly a car light flashed by.
Through the guardrail, she saw a familiar Bentley Mulsanne parked in front of the gate.
He is here.
She picked up her bag and walked out.
When the door was opened, it was heard by the people inside the house.
The quarrel stopped instantly.
"Look, it's that car again! That wild man is here to pick up Zhiyi!"
Everyone rushed to the door to see.
Although Shen Anxing was worried about his daughter, he didn't quite believe what Lin Xian said.
He didn't want to rush up and embarrass his daughter, otherwise it would only create a grudge between them.
A group of people were sneaking around the security fence and peeking in.
As soon as Shen Zhiyi went out, the man in the car got out.
As soon as the person came down, there was a gasp from the crowd.
The faces of my eldest aunt and several people from my husband's family were stiff.
Others murmured, "He's really handsome. His appearance is truly amazing."
"He behaved very politely and was quite a gentleman."
"Cars are not cheap. Even renting one costs a lot of money."
"What's money? As long as he has enough rich women to serve, wouldn't it be enough if he gave a little to each of them?"
"Shut up!"
The eldest aunt let out a low cry, then pointed at the rear of the departing car and said, "That damned woman Lin Xian deceived us! That man is the third son of the Xiao family! Xiao Lanting!"
"Xiao? Xiao family?"
"Is it the Xiao family, who are so wealthy that they can rival a country and control half of Xia Country's economic lifeline?"
The eldest aunt stamped her feet: "It's his house!"
Shen Anxing was relieved, but his face turned cold in the blink of an eye. He looked for Lin Xian: "Where is Lin Xianren? Let her explain to us! What did she say just now? "
“He ran away a long time ago. He just took advantage of the chaos and dragged Shen Yingying away.”
Shen Anxing was so angry that he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to go home after not staying for long.
When Shen Zhixian arrived, he just saw everyone driving away. He looked around a few times but didn't see Shen Zhiyi.
Just as he was about to call Shen Zhiyi, someone knocked on the car window.
(End of this chapter)
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