"Sister, does it sound good?"
Mu Yiran: "..."
Mu Yiran was truly exasperated by this little pervert. She had just thought his condition had stabilized and he was easy to bully, but he actually pulled off such a bizarre move.
Two men got out of the police car. One was wearing a regular police uniform, and the other was a special police officer carrying a long gun. The two men walked a few steps to the back door of the car.
The police in Libya are notorious for firing without any logic, only based on their mood.
In an instant, Mu Yiran recalled a news article she had seen on Weibo before her transmigration: "Police shoot innocent citizens simply because they were illegally parked and taking their children to school."
It's over.
Mu Yiran grasped Shi Youxi's hand in despair, her voice filled with sorrow: "Stop, young master, there are police everywhere outside!"
Shi Youxi coldly repeated, "Does it sound good or not?"
"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful it made me cry! But if you don't start now, you'll lose your only loyal listener!"
Shi Youxi was satisfied with the answer. He released his grip on Mu Yiran's hand and then turned to roll down the car window.
Mu Yiran: "..."
Damn it!
Hearing the girl behind him unable to hold back her curses, Shi Youxi chuckled with pleasure.
Mu Yiran had already died once, so she cherished her life and wanted to continue to live a beautiful life. So when the policeman's rugged face appeared in the car window, she pounced on him, her body pressed against Shi Youxi's back.
"Help me! I have been kidnapped!"
(Help me, I've been kidnapped!)
"Long time no see, Young Master Shi." A Chinese voice with a curry accent drowned out Mu Yiran's plea for help.
Mu Yiran: "..."
"??"
Mu Yiran sat blankly in the chair, forcing a polite but awkward smile. While Shi Youxi was greeting the police outside the car, she cast a memorable glance at the driver.
Why didn't you remind me!
How can I salvage my image now?!
It's all your fault!
I hereby announce that you are now expelled from the roadside food tasting team!
The driver looked at the girl, who was spewing profanities, and pouted in grievance.
He wanted to remind him, but the black policeman's face was already hard to see, and with those sunglasses, the only thing that could identify him was his blue eyes. From his perspective, he looked like a smooth hard-boiled egg walking towards him.
So how can you blame him for not recognizing him?
He is innocent!
The black police officer was the executive officer of the capital police department and had always been in contact with Shi Men. He originally thought that Shi Yan would also be in the car.
“I spoke with Mr. Shi a few days ago and learned that he was supposed to return to China in the next couple of days, but it seems that he hasn’t yet.”
Shi Youxi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.
Are Father and Mother coming back? Why doesn't he know...?
Does returning to China mean that my mother's condition has stabilized?
Previously, Shi Youxi looked forward to the day he would visit Zhongzhai every week. Although Bai Shengsheng was in a state of illness for a long time, she still had moments of lucidity.
When his mother was lucid, she treated him very well, and his father would allow him to stay overnight.
But now, for some reason, Shi Youxi doesn't feel happy at all when she hears the news that Bai Shengsheng and Shi Yan are coming back.
even...
They don't even want them to come back.
why is that...
As if struck by a thought, the boy slowly turned his head and looked at the girl beside him, who was frantically trying to make amends.
"Um, I misspoke just now. I meant to tell that officer that we are innocent."
"As for English, young master, you know it; it has many meanings."
Mu Yiran finally came up with a brilliant reason. She clapped her hands and pointed at the driver: "What I meant was that we were kidnapped by the driver."
"If that's what my sister says, then it must be."
Shi Youxi was troubled by the news that Shi Yan and Bai Shengsheng were going back to China. He relaxed and lay down on his special pillow - Mu Yiran's lap.
Mu Yiran could tell from his action that the boy didn't hold her loyalty against her earlier attempt to "betray her master for personal gain."
"Of course, I would never lie to you, young master."
Are you tired?
Mu Yiran changed the subject, idly stroking the boy's thick hair with her fingers.
Shi Youxi squinted comfortably, letting down her guard, and even enjoying the sight of her fair neck, silently extending an invitation to Mu Yiran.
It's just like raising a Ragdoll cat.
Looking at the boy on her lap looking so content, Mu Yiran dutifully took on the role of the "poop scooper," massaging Shi Youxi's neck all the way down to his cool fingers.
Under her careful (and repeated) supervision, Shi Youxi would wear finger cots when playing the violin, and Mu Yiran would also supervise him to apply hand cream every day.
A refined boy always starts from a young age.
"You must have had a tiring day of rehearsal. Is that girl your classmate?"
Mu Yiran recalled the harsh words Heng Qian had uttered before leaving.
"Hmm, she... she probably won't cause you any trouble, right?"
"Is your sister afraid that she will cause you trouble?"
Despite being ruthlessly exposed by him, Mu Yiran remained unperturbed, saying, "Hey, that's about enough."
Mu Yiran would not normally do something so "outspoken," but when she entered the music room, the two had already practiced together several times, and each time it was Heng Qian's fault, but the girl was too arrogant to realize it at all.
Moreover, Shi Youxi has physical training in the evening, and Mu Yiran is worried that if she continues to be tormented by Hengqian, Shi Youxi may be exhausted.
"No way," the boy replied without hesitation.
Too.
The leg that Mu Yiran is hugging is thick enough, so there's no need to worry about that.
As the car entered the Blue Mountain Highway, the Maybach stopped in front of the identity verification gate. Mu Yiran saw a trash can by the roadside and called out to the driver.
She picked up the cooled tornado potato, rolled down the car window, and said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm just throwing out the trash."
"Why throw it away?"
"It's all cold now."
After all that trouble, even the super spicy potatoes had wilted. Mu Yiran, feeling a sudden pang of conscience, decided to generously forgive Shi Youxi for raising his voice at her.
But Shi Youxi had already snatched the item away, saying, "This is mine, whether I lose it or not is up to me."
Shi Youxi tore off a piece with her hand and put it in her mouth, then ate a few more bites intermittently.
hiss...
That's not right.
Mu Yiran stared intently at the boy's face as he chewed slowly. Although Shi Youxi could also eat spicy food, he could only handle medium spiciness.
There shouldn't be no reaction at all. Does cooling down reduce the spiciness?
Mu Yiran cautiously inquired, "Is it... good to eat? The taste might change if it gets cold."
Shi Youxi stuck out his tongue and licked the white sauce off the corner of his mouth. Then, following the "essence of the essence of rice" that Mu Yiran had taught him, he licked his fingers clean as well.
"not bad."
Mu Yiran: "Huh?"
"How could this be...?"
Without using her hands, she directly leaned in and took a small bite. The soft potato slices paired with the sweet and savory mayonnaise exploded on her taste buds.
How could it be mayonnaise?!
Mu Yiran recalled that the string of cigarettes that Heng Qian had thrown away in the music room was plain, with nothing added.
So she took the wrong one?
That means the other skewer actually had extra spicy food added...
That night.
Guan Shiyan used the toilet as a bed, defecating while sleeping, and used up all the diarrhea he would ever have in his life.
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