Chapter 90: Who can stand the cold violence?

Qin Yanchuan, who was on a business trip far away, sneezed for no reason.

Assistant Ye, who was sitting in the front seat as the co-pilot, heard the noise and gave his boss a concerned look, "Master Qin, are you catching a cold?"

"Nothing." Qin Yanchuan dozed off on his chair and asked casually, "What time does the flight land in City A?"

"Six-thirty in the evening."

On the other side, several people moved all of Mu Ning's luggage into the car and set off for the rented house.

Qin Qi was driving the car, with a box also placed on the passenger seat, and the other three were sitting in the back.

Shi Yang sat in the middle, with Qin Yelan on his left and Mu Ning on his right.

Mu Ning still looked at Shi Yang with admiration, and praised him sincerely: "Xiao Yang, you were so awesome just now. You scolded them so badly that they had no chance to talk back. You can get a ten million dollar insurance for your mouth."

Shi Yang: Thank you.

"I can't curse at all. I can't say it. I can't remember even though I took notes. I'm really useless."

Shi Yang's mouth was dry from swearing just now. He leaned lazily against the chair and drank a few sips of mineral water to moisten his throat. He looked calm and composed, "What's the point of taking notes? This requires practical experience."

"Where did you get your practical experience?"

Shi Yang stretched out a white finger, pointed at Qin Yelan beside him, and then pointed at Qin Zhuo in front of him, "Scold them both."

"As for you, you can't scold them, so you can just print out two pictures of your stepmother and stepfather and stick them on the wall, and then scold them every day."

Mu Ning nodded immediately, "Okay, I'll go print it tomorrow."

"Xiao Yang, I have one more question for you."

"Stop talking nonsense. Ask quickly."

So, the two of them began to seriously explore and discuss how to curse others.

Qin Qi and Qin Yeyan: "..."

Not a word could be said.

Mu Ning rented a small apartment near the school, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he finished helping him move.

Shi Yang was hungry. When he was hungry, he became half dead and didn't even want to talk. He slumped on the sofa like a salted fish.

Qin Yelan sat down beside him and raised his hand to pinch Shi Yang's fair cheeks. "Has our Lightning Wolf's battery been drained?"

Qin Qi, who was helping Mu Ning pack his luggage, suddenly glanced over here, his eyes resting on Qin Yelan's hand, and suddenly said, "Yelan, come over and help."

Hearing this, Qin Yeyan also lifted his eyelids and glanced at his brother, then pulled the corners of his lips and slowly stood up, "I'm here."

Shi Yang stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, "I'm so hungry... I want to eat roast chicken, roast sweet potatoes, and roast whole lamb."

Seeing this, Mu Ning quickly shouted, "Brother Qin Zhuo, Brother Ye Lan, stop working and take Xiao Yang to have lunch. I can take care of the rest myself."

Qin Yeyan: "You're not going?"

Mu Ning sighed softly, "Xiao Yang doesn't like me very much, so I won't bother you anymore. I still have things to pack, so I can just order takeout later."

"If he really hated you, why would he help you scold that couple?" Qin Yelan said this in a low voice, and said nothing more, "Then we will leave first."

Mu Ning smiled and nodded, "Okay."

As the two were talking, Qin Qi put the book in his hand on the bookshelf, then turned around and walked to Shi Yang, "Get up, let's go eat."

Shi Yang stretched out his right hand weakly towards him, "Give me a hand."

An emotion flashed across Qin Zhu's eyes. He hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand, grasping Shi Yang's palm. He tightened his strength silently and pulled the person up from the sofa.

The three of them found a restaurant outside and had dinner.

Shi Yang ate and drank his fill and regained his energy. Thinking that he had already gotten out of here, he dragged his two brothers to the shopping mall next door for a stroll, and even grabbed a few ugly dolls from the claw machine.

It cost a few hundred bucks.

After catching the dolls, they happened to pass by a movie theater. Shi Yang saw a newly released martial arts action movie and dragged the two of them to watch the movie.

After watching for just five minutes, Qin Yelan yawned in boredom, "The plot is so boring, what's so good about it."

Shi Yang ate popcorn and shook his head mysteriously, "You don't understand."

The male lead's eight-pack abs look so nice.

But he is still not as good as Qin Yanchuan. Qin Yanchuan not only has nice abdominal muscles, but also a perky butt.

Then again, I don’t know when the old man will come back.

The plot was indeed boring. Shi Yang felt more and more sleepy the more he watched. He also lost interest in the male lead's eight-pack abs. He suddenly tilted his head and leaned back on the seat, and fell asleep.

The light in the screening room was dim, and Qin Zhuo, who was sitting on the right, had shifted his attention from the large screen opposite to the person next to him without knowing when.

He stared at Shi Yang's profile silently for a while.

As Shi Yang fell asleep, his head slowly and unconsciously tilted to the right.

Qin Qi pursed his lips, and just when Shi Yang's head was about to fall on his shoulder, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed against the other's head.

Shi Yang woke up from his sleep, looked at Qin Zhuo blankly, and soon understood what was going on.

He sat up straighter and muttered softly, "Stingy guy, you can't even lean on me."

Qin Zhuo remained indifferent. Under the dim light, the lines on the young man's face were slightly tense, revealing a bit of coldness and hardness.

He pressed his hand and squeezed it hard, but seemed to feel no pain.

It was already past seven in the evening when the movie ended and the lights in the theater came on.

Shi Yang leaned his head against the seat, mouth slightly open, and slept soundly, completely unaware of the movement around him.

Qin Yelan took out his phone and took several photos of Shi Yang at a deadly angle. Then he pinched his nose and said, "Wake up, let's go home for dinner. We'll have lobsters, roast goose, and whole lamb..."

Qin Zhuo stood up, stared at his brother's hand, and suddenly whispered, "Don't touch him."

Qin Yelan heard this and released the hand that was pinching Shi Yang's nose. He looked at his brother with a half-smile, "Brother, you were the one who pushed him away just now. Now you won't let me touch you?"

"When did you become so naive?"

Qin Qi's hands dropped to his sides, and he clenched them into fists silently.

Just when the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Shi Yang suddenly opened his eyes. He looked blankly at Qin Zhuo, then at Qin Yelan, "Is the movie over?"

Qin Zhuo put one hand in his pocket and hummed as if nothing had happened.

"I'm hungry, let's go back and eat."

Qin Yeyan groaned and muttered to himself, "Sure enough, he is a glutton. He thinks about food all day long."

When the three of them returned to Qin's house, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

As soon as Shi Yang walked into the restaurant, he saw Qin Yanchuan, who was sitting at the main seat, wearing home clothes and looking at his mobile phone.

At the same time, Qin Yanchuan also heard footsteps.

His eyes moved away from the mobile phone screen, glanced at Shi Yang casually, and then retracted his gaze coldly.

Shi Yang originally wanted to say hello to Qin Yanchuan, but seeing the other party's attitude, he immediately retracted his raised hand, then snorted from his nose, pulled out the chair next to him and sat down without saying a word.

Who can stand the cold violence?

What is this called? He is giving someone a taste of his own medicine!

Shi Yang picked up the chopsticks expressionlessly, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing, chewing, [Ah 8, tell my mom that I'm not a coward. ]

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