C49

The rumors regarding Mu Cheng Feng might have spread over a long time, or it might have been because the Mu Family had suppressed them, but the rumors only leaked out a little. Yan Qing Zhou had only heard of this when he was still in school. He had never heard of younger students like Xiang Bei.

It was said that when Mu Cheng Feng killed his mother and brothers, he was only fourteen years old.

Thinking about how Bei Bei was taken over by such a brutal and merciless person, Yan Qing Zhou felt so much pain in his heart that he almost fell to the ground.

"Boss, it's late. You should get some rest." Song Miao didn't say much as he personally sent Yan Qing Zhou back to his bedroom.

When Yan Qing Zhou finished showering, although he was obviously very tired and sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep.

All he had to do was close his eyes and it was all Bei Bei's frown and smile.

She trusted him so much that he let her be bullied under his nose.

Yan Qing Zhou, you are useless!

He drank one glass after another, but the more he drank, the more sober he became.

Mu Cheng Feng...

Following a loud "bang", Qi Ran's body also shook a little. In the afternoon, someone had pulled out some colors from the warehouse …

Then, a sharp roar that sounded like it could not be held in anymore, pierced through the thick wooden door, and resonated in the huge ancient fortress: "Mu Cheng Feng you bastard, scram!"

Luo Lie was overjoyed. Wahaha, this is called reporting in the Modern Realm, finally someone dares to tell Mister to scram.

"Qi Ran, do you want to bet?"

"Betting on what?"

"I'll pay a hundred thousand, and bet that mister will sleep in the guest room tonight."

Qi Ran groaned as though his teeth were hurting, pushing his glasses up and down, "I don't have any money."

"Fuck, you miser, it's not like your treasure was being smashed by the little ancestor, what's with the pain in your heart?"

Qi Ran silently calculated in his heart. This time, it was not the toothache but real heartache, "The little ancestor broke almost a hundred million of his treasures and left today. Phew …"

Luo Lie was unconcerned: "It's alright, mister's family is so thick, it's enough to make the little ancestor suffer."

Qi Ran turned around and walked away expressionlessly: "No, I'll get some people to find some worthless artefacts for Little Ancestor to play with." If one didn't be in charge, one wouldn't know how expensive oil and salt were. Head Steward Qi was truly worried about this family.

Seeing that Qi Ran had left, Luo Lie grabbed one of his subordinates, "Come and bet with me."

Under his hand, he said expressionlessly, "I also want to bet that mister will sleep in the guest room tonight."

"F * ck!" What the heck are we betting on?

Inside the room, Xiang Bei who had just finished showering was wearing a pink baby shirt and pajamas. Standing in the middle of the room with her tender and white feet, she held a pink vase in her hands.

The furnishings in Mu Cheng Feng's room were all arranged in series. In the morning, Xiang Bei smashed all the bottles in darkness, looking very simple and unadorned. Right now, the inside of the house was filled with pink colors, even Xiang Bei's hands were trembling when she smashed inside.

This bastard didn't even bat an eye. Wasn't he heartbroken? This was money, money, money!

Xiang Bei was so angry that she could not take it anymore.

"There are so many rooms in the castle. Either you go out to sleep, or I go out to sleep. Choose one yourself."

"I choose neither." Mu Cheng Feng's gaze swept across Xiang Bei's feet, and her brows tightened: "Darling, the ground is cold."

"I don't want you to care. In any case, from now on, I won't let you touch me no matter what."

"Impossible." Mu Cheng Feng rejected straightforwardly, "I won't touch you tonight at most."

He remembered that she said it hurt, so he didn't touch it tonight.