"He...he's at the Jiang family in K City."
Fang Zhiyi didn't react for a moment: "The Jiang family in K City? What is that?"
"He went to marry into someone else's family, just like you did back then."
Fang Zhiyi spit out a mouthful of tea: "Why?"
"He said that you have only been a live-in son-in-law for two and a half years and you have already achieved enlightenment. He is sure that he can do it too."
Fang Zhiyi was at a loss for words. What kind of brain does this thing have?
The Xia family has fallen on hard times, but they can still live. The only difference is that the arrogant Xia Wu Yue has to work every day, Xia Li works as a cleaner, and Xia Bingbao can't do anything because he is in a wheelchair. He can only listen to his wife's complaints every day, which gradually turned into verbal abuse. Finally one day, she couldn't help it and ran away.
Xia Wu Yue did not abandon her father, but she just stopped communicating with him, and the atmosphere at home was very silent.
Qin Aotian got rid of the system, but he also became a useless person. Seeing that his adoptive father brought his wild brother back to inherit the family business, Qin Aotian just walked away silently. He was already afraid, afraid of the torturous system, and even more afraid of the unpredictable Dragon King. Fortunately, his identity was still there. At least as an ordinary person, he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
That very night, Xiao Hei sneaked into Xia Wu Yue's room and told her the story of the plot.
The next day, Xia Wu Yue slowly sat up. For a moment, she couldn't accept the environment around her. After a long pause, she patted her face and smiled sadly: "Is it just a dream?"
Thinking back to her attitude towards Fang Zhiyi back then, and thinking about how she had willingly become one of Qin Aotian's concubines in her dream, Xia Wu Yue didn't know if she regretted it. But in the end, she just sighed, washed up quickly, and went out to work. Looking at the news on her mobile phone, the news that Fang Zhiyi was going abroad with the delegation again popped up, and Xia Wu Yue bit her lip.
Fang Zhiyi has been very busy recently. Every time he goes on a visit abroad, he always goes out in the middle of the night and comes back covered in blood. Then he takes out the little pen he carries with satisfaction and crosses out a name.
"The Daxizhou branch of the Dragon King Palace."
In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed. Fang Zhiyi is dead. The Medical Saint came to treat him personally but failed to save him. Many people attended his funeral. Those rich second-generations who called him brothers are now leaders in various industries. Long Xu, Long Jiu and their family stood silently in front of his coffin. The God of War slowly entered with a group of foreigners. His hair had turned white. At his signal, the short-haired woman next to him bowed deeply to Fang Zhiyi's photo.
"This little girl has grown so big?" This was the second time Fang Zhiyi saw the child.
Xiao Hei nodded: "Humans are truly amazing. Host, look who's here."
The floating Fang Zhiyi looked behind him and saw the White Dragon Envoy with completely white hair walking in supporting an old lady.
"Damn, this guy actually found true love as a son-in-law!"
"Not that one, the back!"
Fang Zhiyi looked again and saw a woman with a wrinkled face holding an umbrella, looking at this side from a distance.
"Oh, Xia Wu Yue, right? I heard she never got married?"
"I showed her the plot. I guess she's reflecting on it?"
"You're quite thoughtful now."
"hey-hey."
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