Seeing this, Sun Zi Ai couldn't help sighing.

Just imagine, what a sad thing it is for a child to be influenced by his family and embark on the road of no return since he was a child.

Reading this, it is just the beginning, for Sun Zi Ai, these records are enough to bring Xing Ye to the end, but the thing he is most worried about is not how many unspeakable things Xing Ye has done, but that Xing Ye knows that what he has done is wrong, but he is still obsessed.

"You read well, could it be that you are a host?" Just as Sun Ziai was about to withdraw and escape, this voice came from all over the room.

"Are you Xing Ye?"

"Not bad!"

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Hey the dogs!"

After a brief conversation, Sun Zi Ai's back began to chill, no one in this secret room will come and go at all, he was caught by Xing Ye in this place, even if he came to close the door and let the dog go, Sun Zi Ai and his bones were gnawed into slag, and no one would know about it.

"Xing Ye, I don't want to go against you!" Grandson Ai made a move and began to delay time, while sending a distress signal through the ring that Yuan Yuan gave him.

The room was filled with creepy laughter, and the ring in Sun Zi Ai's hand didn't know if it was easy to use or not, which made Sun Zi Ai, who was already anxious, even more flustered.

"You don't want to go against me, young man, you still don't know that you were used as a gun?" Xing Ye's voice stopped abruptly, and his grandson Ai faintly felt that Xing Ye himself was coming!

Sure enough, the bookcase behind Sun Ziai suddenly began to shake, and it slid to the side in an instant.

Sun Zi Ai was ready to fight for his life, but looking at the follow-up next to him, he was already curled up in a ball with fright.

"My grandson Ai never does anything like stealing chickens and touching dogs, and today I am also live streaming with you, telling your secrets widely!"

What appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man with kind eyebrows, full of white hair but looking extraordinarily energetic, walking out slowly with his hands behind his back, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that you are Sun Zi Ai, Su Wuxian told me about you!" Xing Ye walked over unhurriedly.

Sun Zi Ai looked unwavering, but he panicked in his heart, rubbed the ring on his hand frantically, tried to restrain his nervousness, and said, "What do you have to do with Su Wuxi?"

"Traceless is my little brother, the two of us have a good relationship and often talk on the phone!"

This sentence reminded Sun Ziai of Sichuan Jianguo in an instant, the foreign leader often bragged in front of the media about how good he was, and the top leaders of other countries with his mobile phone were often on his lips.

"Listening to your words, it always gives me a sense of Sichuan Jianguo's immediacy!" Sun Zi Ai generously said his opinion.

"Chuan Jianguo, that mentally retarded, oh no, Alzheimer's, I don't expect myself to have a comparison with him!"

Sun Zi Ai heard this, his heart blossomed, if the two of them have the same opinion on Chuan Jianguo, this is a common topic, Sun Zi Ai is sure to use this topic to delay for more than an hour.

"My notes, have you read them, how do you feel?" Xing Ye didn't give his grandson Ai a chance to divert the topic at all, and asked straight to the point.

Sun Zi Ai was stunned for a moment, he had already thought of no less than twenty scenarios, and at the same time, he was speeding up in his mind to find the corresponding methods for so many scenes, but he couldn't think of it when he directly said that he would die after watching it.

There is no way, the matter has come to this point, I can only answer hard, try to delay the time, Sun Zi Ai thought in his heart, and the words in his mouth have already gone out.

"If this is your diary, it is better to say that it is your account book, the black and white account book of the liberation period, you know, you are all black!" Sun Zi Ai said seriously.

"If it is published, do you think it will be a big seller?" Xing Ye asked with a smile.

Is this kind of thing still thinking about publicizing? Public order and good customs let the dog eat it, and he can't publish this thing! Sun Zi Ai thought to himself, and his face was already on his face.

"You don't have to think about it so much, I said that if it can be published, it can be published, the Peace Sutra from a while ago can be a big seller, and my book will definitely sell better than him!" Xing Ye continued, reaching out to pick up the notebook in Sun Zi Ai's hand just now, and glanced at Sun Zi Ai with unfinished eyes.

This man's brain must be Watt, and Sun Zi Ai admonished himself in his heart.

"If your book is published, the first person to ask you to sign must be the public procuratorate and the law!" Sun Zi Ai straightened his waist, thinking that it was basically impossible to rely on Yuan Yuan to save him, and now he could only hope for his country's legal system and stand on the commanding heights of the rule of law to find his own advantages.

Who knew that after listening to his grandson Ai's words, Xing Ye actually laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Sun Zi Ai, puzzled.

"Refreshed!"

Xing Ye's answer can be given full marks, no, two more points, and the extra two points will be used to praise his character!

"Don't make trouble, I don't like twisting and turning, I'm here today, I'm the messenger who sent you to hell, your records are enough for you to die hundreds of times!" Sun Ziai said, already unbuttoning his belt, ready to use his belt as a weapon to fight.

"Why are you unbelted?" Xing Ye asked with a wicked smile, and at the same time slowly approached Sun Zi Ai's side.

What are you going to do, stay away from me!" Sun Zi Ai said, and the belt in his hand had already been withdrawn.

But grandson Ai Wan never expected that Xing Ye liked this feeling, and the more he resisted, the more interested Xing Ye became.

"Why don't you discuss it, you can clean up my followers first, he's fleshy, and it feels good!" Sun Ziai saw that the hard one was not good, and immediately came to the soft one.

"I don't have a feeling for a man who pees his pants when nothing happens!" Xing Ye said, the tip of his nose already reaching the bridge of his grandson Ai's nose.

Sun Zi Ai's eyes were dazed, he thought that he would capsize in the gutter, and he thought that he would be beaten up by fat and even shut down and let the dog become a poop in the dog's stomach, but he never thought that he would fall into this situation.

"I'm from the Qiao family, you can think about it, weigh it yourself and see if you can afford the anger of the Qiao family!" Sun Zi Ai has no choice but to use the last trump card.

"Qiao's family, don't tell jokes, the owner of Su Wuxian is the Qiao family, could it be that the Qiao family still has infighting?" This sentence seemed to arouse Xing Ye's interest, and he tidied up his clothes.

Su Wuxian is a subordinate of the Qiao family, which is simply appalling news for Sun Zi Ai, which means that Su Wuji's boss and Wen Qin must have an inexplicable relationship, to put it simply, there are people with a high status in the Qiao family who have become rat!