I went back to my room and went to bed, my eyelids closed, and I had no dreams all night.

The next morning, I felt a particularly cold, near-destruction aura, and I got up immediately.

Yan Yiru was wearing a white nightgown, wrapped in it, her wet hair pressed against her face and neck, and sat on the sofa looking at me.

"Are you awake?" She crossed her legs, and a pair of curvy calves peeked out from under the bathrobe.

It's like something out of an old movie. When you wake up, there is a noble, cold and beautiful woman sitting in front of you, either in a bikini or a bathrobe, although the picture is beautiful, but she will definitely not have the kind of relationship you expected.

"Mr. Yan, morning." I tried not to look at her legs, so I met her eyes.

I have to say that Yan Yiru looks like she doesn't have makeup, she is much weaker than after she wears makeup, she has a certain temperament that is very similar to Yan Qingqing, which is the weakness caused by the slight bending of the corners of her eyes. She usually wears makeup that deliberately sweeps the corners of her eyes, which looks a little sharp, so as to dilute such a sense of weakness.

"You were with me last night, right?" Yan Yiru didn't raise her head, and asked me while looking at her phone, there was a sense of seriousness in her tone that ordinary girls don't have, although she was wearing a bathrobe with great color and a buff of a beauty bathing, but there was no ambiguity in this atmosphere.

I'm not going to laugh at her problem idiot, because from a psychopathological point of view, she would have been defined as a second personality last night, and from my professional point of view, she was her own sister last night.

I remembered what Yan Qingqing said, Yan Yiru may have discovered this sister.

There is only one truth, depending on how you explain it skillfully. But I think it's a bit strange no matter how you explain this truth-

Mr. Yan, are you mentally ill?

Mr. Yan, are you ghostly?

Either way, it's enough for me to get a slap in the face, and then I guess I'll get a yellow card warning for my life - unemployed, and I won't be complained about much.

I opened my mouth with difficulty, "Yes, Mr. Yan, you may have had a few more drinks last night, and I can't remember it." Yesterday afternoon you went to Lian Eighteen to pick me up, and then ......"

"And then what?" Yan Yiru looked at me with a bitter and hateful expression, so much so that I wondered if she was full of malice towards me.

"Then you said you wanted to go to the night market in the north of the city for supper, so we went. I met ...... on the way back."

Before I could continue, I told her that on the way back, we encountered a situation where Yan Wushan brought someone to look for trouble. Yan Yiru has already reacted greatly.

She raised her eyebrows, her lips were red and her teeth were white, "What are you?" Take me to that kind of place?! Do you know that my set of clothes is more than 100,000 yuan, and now there is a smell of oil smoke! ”

With that, she got up and grabbed the couture Valentino under her and threw it in my face.

I felt my body stiffen, and the lethality of the priceless skirt that flew over me was no different from that of the bricks.

I looked at the familiar and unfamiliar woman in front of me in a daze, and my heart ached.

I have always known that Yan Yiru is a character with a clear love and hate. also knew that Yan Qingqing's weak and gentle appearance was just another person's soul lodged in her body.

However, the way she spoke so sharply shattered all my illusions about her.

Seriously, she was a bit of a shrew scolding the street, which made me extremely disappointed, and I felt like I was looking at the wrong person.

But I didn't talk back.

"You still think I'm not humble enough, do you?! Do you know that the most hated thing in my life is a roadside stall?! Yan Yiru didn't look at me, her emotions were still very fluctuating, and she pointed to the door and told me to leave.

"Get out!"

I don't know what to do, if it was someone else, maybe I would just pull up my sleeves and start drying, but the other party is Yan Yiru. I didn't expect her to lose her temper so much for a roadside stall.

Yan Yiru hugged her knees and sat on the ground on the sofa. The droplets of water from her eyes were bigger than the ones dripping from her hair. Her shoulders shrugged, biting her lip and crying silently.

I couldn't help but be a little soft-hearted, Yan Qingqing said that her life in the Yan family was not easy, plus the phone call a few days ago, I think it was Yan Wenhai who found her family to break her current life.

She was afraid that she would lose everything she had managed to get her hands on step by step.

Scar came downstairs at this point, wearing only a pair of boxers and a head of chicken nest-like hair, and glanced at the living room where the two of us were. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?! Of course, it's to recover the property in the name of our Yan family! A man in a straight suit with about 20 migrant workers broke down the door.

The man at the head is very good-looking, I reacted for a long time, only to find out that he is a bit like Yan Wenhai, the difference is that he does not wear glasses, a little less bookish, but a little brave and ruthless.

Unlike a little ruffian like me, who fights and fights, he doesn't have that kind of blood, and is full of the copper stench and indifference of the rich.

If you guess correctly, he should be Yan Wenhai's younger brother, who tried to find someone last night Haibian and Yan Qingqing's mastermind, Yan Wuhai.

"If Dad knew that you used the house he gave you to support Xiao Baiyi, he would probably be angry. I think you have anything to explain when you go back, just because you still want to fight for our Yan family's property. Yan Wuhai spoke, looking at Yan Yiru who was shrinking on the ground with a very unhappy look.

"Wild seeds are wild seeds, and a man can't satisfy you anymore? Sure enough, you were born to be a dirty person. You and your sister should have been locked out of my house in the first place. Yan Wuhai sat on the sofa where Yan Yiru was sitting just now, and put his feet on the coffee table with a bang. Gave me and Scar a disdainful look.

"This is the wild man you raised?" This guy was even more beaten than his brother, paused, and added the word "we" at the end, which disgusted us in one sentence.

Although it is a wise saying that the people of the whole country know that a dog can't spit out ivory, if everyone understands this truth, there will not be so many conflicts.

Scar and I rushed in front of Yan Wuhai together, one person and one punch.

From the inside out, from head to toe, this young master only had a face that looked like a person, and his cheeks were high on the spot, red and swollen. I even heard a small gurgling sound, presumably because I had knocked out a tooth.

I threw the punch and stepped on his knee and flipped behind the couch.

Before the fight began, I realized that the twenty people were the same people as last night, and I almost couldn't help laughing. "You were just released last night, and you're here to die again?"

The twenty people probably didn't recognize me at first, and then they suddenly looked at me in a daze. I guess I didn't expect me to get hurt so much last night, but I'm getting better by now.

Over there, Scar gave Yan Wuhai a punch and then helped Yan Yiru to get up.

Yan Yiru was like an actor, just after returning the pear blossoms and rain, her face bloomed with confidence at this moment, "Yan Wuhai, what did you say?" Fighting for property? It's up to you? I really don't like such a difficult thing. ”