The Yan family was stunned for a moment, and it took them a while to react.

The voice just now was obviously directed at Yan Zhiyu.

땤At this moment, Yan Zhiyu was also quietly looking at them, her eyes looking sparkling, as if she matched the content of the voice.

Yan Zhiyu's attitude towards Weiwei has always been bad. She always tried to frame Weiwei, and later even wanted Weiwei to die, which made them completely disappointed in her... Yan Zhiyu's hatred also spread from only Weiwei to the entire Yan family.

Why did she suddenly praise them, affectionately call Weiwei "sister", and want to be intimate with Weiwei?

놊, this is reasonable!

Besides, Yan Zhiyu didn't even open her mouth! They must be hallucinating!

The Yan family shook their heads and prepared to call the police.

That voice sounded again——

[How can I stand up? Hiss... Both legs seem to be broken, and it hurts a little. But it doesn't matter, compared with the injuries I had before, this is a small problem. Don't need medical help, I can heal myself.]

As the voice fell, Yan Zhiyu, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly stretched her body towards her thighs.

After two clean and sharp strokes, the broken leg...

It just connected like that!

Yan Zhiyu even stood up and tried to take a few steps, moving as normal.

The wound on the back of her head had formed a thick blood scab, and her clothes were stained with glaring blood. It was a horrible scene like a crime scene, and it was a bit weird for her to be so lively at this moment.

The Yan family members who witnessed everything were stunned.

Yan Yihuan managed to utter a sentence after a while: "...Fuck, what a ruthless person."

Yan Ke's gaze fell on Yan Zhiyu's wound with a complicated expression.

When Yan Zhiyu was very young, she once fell down due to her own mistake, and the back of her head was bleeding. She was in so much pain that she shed tears, but the little Yan Zhiyu did not cry, but comforted herself with a baby voice.

She used to be her obedient daughter, but now she has become so vicious...

When she came to her senses, she had already arrived in front of Yan Zhiyu.

Yan Zhiyu raised her eyes.

The woman in front of him was well-maintained, with neat short hair, and looked smart and capable, just like her.

Yan Ke is the leader of a rare business genius. The Yan family was able to rise from an unknown wealthy family in the imperial capital to its current upper-middle position. She didn't do that.

Thinking of her current status, Yan Zhiyu asked tentatively: "Mom, are you... going to send me to jail?"

Yan Ke took a deep breath and said, "I will call the police sooner or later, but not now."

[Huh? I thought I was in jail! Although my mother looks strong, she is actually very weak! I like my mother too! ]

Yan Ke originally wanted to chase the man away, find someone to keep him under guard, and then call the police after his injuries healed.

This was her last weakness.

But when she heard the voice again, she couldn't help but shudder, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth changed their words -

"Until then, you stay here."

After he finished speaking, the other members of the Yan family finally reacted.

Yan Yihuan's eyes widened: "Mom, are you kidding me? How can I let her stay?"

The last few words were broken due to excitement and sounded very funny.

He is a professional basketball player with healthy wheat-colored skin, which is in sharp contrast to the gentle and fair-skinned Ji Dongyu next to him.

Ji Dongyu's face was full of agreement, only Yan Fangwei glanced at Yan Zhiyu without much expression.

After the Yan family left, Yan Zhiyu still had a vague sense of reality.

The big villa of the Yen family was right in front of her, and she thought she had just had a dream.

Sensing something, she looked up.

In the distance, there seems to be a man in a wheelchair looking over here.

Yan Zhiyu narrowed her eyes and looked.

Although the distance was a bit far, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, and could only see a vague outline. But even at such a distance, she could see the extraordinary and noble temperament emanating from the man.

She has a firm grasp of the entire plot of the novel.

Because in this world of scarcity, she only had this novel as her pastime. She had read it countless times, and it would be an exaggeration to say that she knew it by heart.

But she searched for several main characters in the novel in her mind, but none of them matched this man. Before she could think about it, her head became dizzy, probably because of the sequelae of the memory flood just now.

Yan Zhiyu gave up thinking and shook her head.

I can just be a bystander.

She looked around and couldn't help curling up the corners of her lips.

Although I've transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, there are neither viruses nor zombies here, and I don't need to worry about seeing the bright sun... Even if I go to jail, it's much better than living in the real world!

Her luck is really good! To the extreme!

......

Looking at the figure jumping away, the man's cold eyes drooped.

Even in the warm orange light of the setting sun, the face still looked somewhat sickly pale. The slender and bony fingers were like bamboo shoots, occasionally turning the round and translucent jade Buddhist beads in the fingers.

It's an extremely simple move, but it's so pleasing to the eye.

When he opened his mouth, his voice sounded as if it had been tempered in ice and snow.

"Uncle Wang, tell me, under normal circumstances, can a person jump down from the third floor with his head still open and still be alive and kicking?"