The servant bowed slightly and served Ibu food to the table.

Sheng Yi had dinner alone. There were all kinds of dishes on the table, all exquisite and luxurious. She only took a few bites of each dish and showed no interest, not allowing the servants to serve her any more.

Still, the kitchen continues to serve up dishes.

A bowl of chicken soup was served.

The servant used an empty bowl to serve Sheng Yi a bowl of soup. The soup was really well stewed, with a golden color and rich soup.

Sheng Yi raised her eyes and looked at the cook who brought the chicken soup.

The woman was slightly plump and tall. She was wearing the family's uniform as a maid. Her hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head. She had her eyes downcast and there was an obvious black mole at the corner of her mouth. She looked particularly taciturn.

Sheng Yi looked her up and down for a while and asked, "How long have you been here?"

The woman replied, "It's been more than half a year, Miss."

"It's been so long." Sheng Yi nodded, then suddenly changed the subject and said to the woman, "So, do you still want to avenge your sister?"

Hearing this.

The woman who had lowered her head the moment before, raised her head in the next second, looked at Sheng Yi, and said in a very firm tone: "Of course I do!"

As we all know——

A year and a half ago.

The male student named Yu Meng attended Sheng Yuan's birthday party and was carried out that night covered in blood, with both legs crippled.

But few people know about it.

The story ended with a cook being arrested by the police and imprisoned for intentional injury.

"My sister is such a kind person. She has always been law-abiding and honest. How could she hurt a student with whom she has no grudge against each other for no reason?"

The woman gritted her teeth, her originally silent eyes filled with deep hatred and pain.

"It's obvious that Sheng Yuan, the culprit, pushed everything onto my sister! My sister and I depend on each other for survival. Even if it means death, I will make her pay the price!"

Sheng Yi listened to these vicious words with satisfaction and curled his lips: "Well now, your chance has come."

After saying.

She raised her hand slightly.

The housekeeper, Wu Ma, who had been waiting nearby, stepped forward and handed the item to Sheng Yi.

"Another group of servants have been replaced at the villa in Chaohe District, and they happen to be short of a cook. You can fill the position." Sheng Yi opened his arms towards the woman and said, "My sister has suffered from insomnia since the cruise ship accident. She can't sleep all night. She has seen many psychologists and has been taking medicine."

"When you get there, please help me take care of her and 'urge' her to eat well."

Sheng Yi spoke each word with a meaningful smile.

The woman's eyes fell on Sheng Yi's palm, where a small bag of white pills lay quietly.

After a moment.

"Yes." The woman took the pill and held it tightly, digging her nails into her palm.

* Chaohe District.

A complex of villas for the rich.

[Have you eaten yet?] [I made Basque, raspberry flavor.] [What are you cooking?] [……] In the past two days, all the messages Shi Yan sent to Sheng Yuan fell on deaf ears.

She didn't reply to any of them.

Shi Yan thought again of the white pill that Sheng Yuan had taken that day.

The pill is very small.

It was packed in a transparent lattice box, so it was impossible to tell the name of the medicine, its function and efficacy.

"Every few days before or after the death of my uncles and aunts, Xiao Yuan always likes to lock herself up in the villa in Chaohe District.

"The whole person's condition will be extremely bad..."

Shi Yan always felt uneasy.

He frowned slightly, put away his phone and walked towards the security booth. He had been here before and knew that the access control was strict. He was about to ask the security guard if he could contact the owner.

Without waiting to speak.

"Yes, Shi Yan, right?" The security guard saw him first and seemed to recognize him, and opened the door directly: "We have told you that you can come in directly when you are here."

Intuition told Shi Yan.

This "above" does not refer to Sheng Yuan.

But Shi Yan did not ask. What he wanted more now was to see Sheng Yuan with his own eyes.

Shi Yan followed the path based on his memory to the villa where Sheng Yuan lived.

To the door.

The whole villa exudes an extremely depressed atmosphere.

A gray shadow rushed in front of Shi Yan.

The sturdy gray wolf looked at Shi Yan with its beastly eyes, and its nose twitched as it sniffed the scent on Shi Yan's trouser leg.

Next second.

It opened its mouth, revealing its ferocious and sharp fangs.

Then--

He bit the hem of Shi Yan's clothes and dragged Shi Yan inside.

The dragging force of the gray wolf, which weighed nearly 70 kilograms, was extremely amazing. Shi Yan's body swayed for a moment, and then followed it.

The servants on both sides acted as if they saw nothing and no one asked about it.

Xiaoman dragged Shi Yan through the hallway, the living room, and upstairs.

The further you go inside, the quieter it gets.

There was not a single servant around, as if they had all been sent out.

Xiaoman stopped in front of a door in the corridor that was carved with intricate patterns. It sat down, tilted its head back, and looked at Shi Yan.

"She, is in there?"

It is a question, but the tone is declarative.

Xiaoman didn't move, still looking at Shi Yan, as if she agreed.

Shi Yan turned sideways.

He paused, then raised his hand, pointed his finger, and knocked on the door.

"Boom, boom."

Twice.

There was no movement from inside the door.

The gray wolf next to him raised his upper body and clasped the door handle with his thick claws.

With a "click".

The door opened.

Xiaoman put down his paw and continued to look at Shi Yan.

It seemed to be letting Shi Yan in.

The door slowly opened.

A generous gust of cool air blew over me.

The air conditioning was set to very low temperature.

There was no light on inside and the curtains were closed, making it pitch black.

"...Sheng Yuan?"

Shi Yan tried to walk in, but at the first step, a black shadow came towards him, almost brushing his forehead, and finally hit the door panel.

With a "bang".

The broken pieces of the porcelain vase were scattered all over the floor.

Shi Yan raised his head and his vision adjusted to the darkness. He saw the girl with long hair hanging down her shoulders, standing barefoot on the floor, with an expressionless face.

I saw that the person coming was Shi Yan.

She frowned slightly, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, and her originally sweet voice had a hint of hoarseness: "What are you doing here?"

Without waiting for Shi Yan to answer, Sheng Yuan walked over, took his hand, closed the door, and led him inside.

This bedroom is the size of a living room.

Sheng Yuan let go of Shi Yan's hand and motioned for him to sit on the sofa.

Shi Yan didn't understand why, but he did as he was told.

As soon as I sat down, the seat next to me collapsed slightly.

The sofa is very soft, made of camel hair cloth.

But obviously Shi Yan didn't have the time to pay attention to the texture of the sofa at this moment. In his mind and in front of him, there was only - the girl resting her head on his thighs, without any warning, and her slender body curled up in his arms.

Shi Yan was stunned: "Sheng Yuan...?"

Sheng Yuan faced outward with her cheek pressed against the fabric of Shi Yan's sweatpants. Her long, silky hair fell on Shi Yan's legs and arms, feeling a cool touch.

She closed her eyes and her voice was faint.

"Don't talk, I'm very sleepy." (End of this chapter)