"You're always like this, when you were a child, you had a fever and said you were fine!" Father Yan shook his head, seeing that he didn't want to go to the hospital, he simply called the family doctor to come and show Yan Zifeng.

"Dad, I'm tired, if you're okay, go back!" Yan Zifeng's face was a little gloomy, and he looked coldly at the nosy father Yan, just wanting him to leave quickly.

"No, I'll go back when the family doctor comes and shows you!" Father Yan put on the posture of Father Yan and said in a deep voice.

"There's nothing wrong with my body, just a lack of sleep!" Yan Zifeng looked at Father Yan with heavy eyes, suppressed the urge to throw him out directly, and replied impatiently: "I still have to sleep, if you can't rest assured, you can go back to the company first!" ”

It was the first time that Father Yan saw Yan Zifeng showing such an impatient look to himself, and he wanted to say something, seeing his extremely sleepy appearance, he swallowed back what he wanted to say, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then you continue to sleep, I'll go first, and Mother Zhang will bring you some delicious food later!" ”

Yan Zifeng replied noncommittally, until he was sure that Father Yan had gone downstairs to leave and heard the sound of the car starting, then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Turning off the faucet, Yan Zifeng raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly laughed, his eyes flashing with a strange and weird light.

"Don't worry, as long as you settle down, I won't do anything to your family......" Yan Zifeng said slowly to himself in the mirror.

As if feeling the soul struggle from the depths of his heart, he stroked his chest and chuckled a few lowly, but his voice was extremely cold: "Yan Zifeng, your body is now being used by me, you should feel honored!" We both share the same goal of revenge, and you don't have to try to struggle, or don't blame me for being unkind to your body and your family! ”

After he said this, he felt that Yan Zifeng's own soul gradually calmed down and curled up in a corner, only then did he show a satisfied smile, and sighed faintly at the face in the mirror: "This face, the more I look at it, the more I like it......"

He stretched out his hand to touch his face, sighing that he had chosen a very suitable body, but suddenly heard the movement downstairs, a fine light quickly flashed in his eyes, and when he left the room and went downstairs, he saw the Yan family's nanny Zhang Ma coming in with a large bag and a small bag.

"Young master, Mama Zhang has boiled you tonic soup, drink it while it's hot!" As soon as Mama Zhang saw Yan Zifeng going downstairs, she hurriedly waved at him enthusiastically, put down the big bag and small bag in her hand, took out the thermos bucket from one of the packages, and directly poured a bowl of hot soup and served it to Yan Zifeng.

Yan Zifeng frowned slightly, he was not that cowardly human being, what else did he need to replenish the energy of this body.

"Young master, why don't you drink?" Seeing that Yan Zifeng refused to take over, Zhang's mother asked suspiciously: "You usually like to drink Zhang's mother's soup the most!" ”

"I don't have an appetite right now!" Yan Zifeng said lightly.

"If you don't have an appetite, drink it so that you will be well!" Zhang's mother babbled and persuaded her, and put all kinds of food she brought into the refrigerator.

"I'm going to sleep, I'll drink when I wake up!" Yan Zifeng began to give an eviction order to Zhang's mother, Zhang's mother wanted to say something, Yan Zifeng looked at it coldly, and the cold aura exuded from her body made Zhang's mother tremble, and she didn't dare to say more, so she said goodbye to him.

Looking at the soup bowl on the table, Yan Zifeng snorted coldly, make up the soup? He'd rather drink some blood right now to replenish his tonics!

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