Miss, Something’s Wrong With You

About 20 minutes later, Xing Yuanzhi left the Xing Clan station, looking tired.

Clan Elders has received a subpoena from Embroidered-Uniform Guard, requesting Xing Family to cooperate with the investigation... Xing Family's response is also very clear.

What are you investigating? Let Three Judicial Chief Ministries go through the program and ask someone to ask. We, Xing Family, do not accept secret agency politics.

In fact, long before Wang Family siblings informed this matter, Cui, Lu Two Great Families, both of Five Clans, communicated with Cheng and Xing in advance.

The result of the communication is that the two companies resolutely resist the secret room politics of Your Majesty the Emperor, and completely separate the line from Royal Family lineage.

Xing Yuanzhi does not think this is a wise enough choice. Although Wang Family siblings also gave promises and hints, and her verbal answers were very generous, she still instinctively felt that she shouldn't be the pawn of Five Clans and charge for others fearlessly.

However, she is only Ninth Grade after all. No matter how genius and potential Ninth Grade is, she can't talk about family affairs.

Heart tired.

The two got on the light rail tram, ready to go home.

The old house of Cheng Jinyang is in Wujiang Town, across the river from the Main Urban District. It is a relatively remote suburban satellite town. Therefore, as the tram continued to move forward, the surrounding lights gradually became thinner.

The main city of Jiankang across the Yangtze River is brightly lit and colorful.

Xing Yuanzhi looked at the bustling on the other side and was silent; Cheng Jinyang stared at her innocent and beautiful profile, suddenly a word popped out of his mind.

The excitement is theirs, I have nothing.

Hey, who said this sentence?

"Why are you looking at me?" Xing Yuanzhi asked suddenly.

"You look so good." Cheng Jinyang subconsciously replied.

"Yes." Xing Yuanzhi as it should be by rights nodded, retracted his gaze from the window and landed on the floor of the carriage.

After a while, she asked again:

"Who is Su Lili?"

Cheng Jinyang's heart seemed to stop beating for a while.

Until today, the body left by the original owner still has a reflex effect that he hates very much. For example, when you are extremely relaxed, when you suddenly hear the name "Su Lili", you will feel subconsciously heartache and convulsions.

"Former friends." Cheng Jinyang replied.

"That should be a friend who is very important to you." Xing Yuanzhi pressed the edges of the seats on both sides of his body with both hands, and said in a low voice, "This afternoon...You were in a coma at the training ground. At the time, I kept calling her name."

"It's all over." Cheng Jinyang said seriously.

The "Cheng Jinyang" who loved Su Lili so much is dead, and his remaining emotions can no longer affect me...I must shield them.

Brain Territorial Development is already imperative, which requires me to return to Divine Capital Cheng Clan. Before returning, I must understand Chu Clan's hostility to father, so Xing Yuanzhi is an indispensable help for me.

We still have to get along well with A'Zhi. Cleanliness or something, just forbearance.

Seeing his expression pretending to be relaxed, Xing Yuanzhi sighed as he saw it in his eyes.

About Su Lili, she actually knew about it before, but didn't expect the other person to be so deeply entrenched in Cheng Jinyang's heart, even if he was already dead... No, I'm afraid it was because of death. That’s why it’s unforgettable,

But I don’t care anymore. For things like marriage, love is not a necessary precondition.

The two sit side by side on the seats of the tram. Although they are very close to each other, they are far away from each other's minds.

Back home, Xing Yuanzhi immediately rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. He was obviously suffering from severe water shortage and couldn't bear it.

Cheng Jinyang picked up a tissue from the table, crumpled it into a ball, and then activated the Iron Controlling Shooting algorithm.

The paper ball steadily shot into the trash can, this ability is really easy to use.

Now that the algorithm is in place, there are three things to do in the future:

First, slaying monsters and eliminating demon in the nightmare, purifying and improving the Bloodlines Density;

2. Study the content of the textbook hard to lay the foundation for computational power;

3. Investigate the relationship between Divine Capital Cheng Clan and father.

After several times of what I was going to do in my mind, and after repeated deliberations on various details and probabilities, Cheng Jinyang gradually became a little sleepy.

No, I can’t sleep here. Once I fall into Entering Dream, I will wake up tomorrow morning!

So he took the "Basic Physics" and started learning.

About an hour later, Xing Yuanzhi in a bathrobe came out of the bathroom and wiped his wet hair with a towel.

Cheng Jinyang stared in a daze at the white neck exposed on the collar of her bathrobe.

"The bathroom is here for you, let's go in and wash." Xing Yuanzhi said indifferently.

"Oh."

He finished taking a bath here, and then returned to the bedroom. He saw Xing Yuanzhi had changed into a light pajamas and was lying on the small bed next to him.

The own bed has been cleaned up. It should be the housekeeping robot that came to clean it again at night, and the quilt was folded neat and tidy.

"By the way, we are all in the same room anyway, why do we need to separate the beds?" Cheng Jinyang asked tentatively.

"Look at the distance of sleeping in separate beds first, can you pull me into your dream." Xing Yuanzhi replied while playing with his mobile phone.

She turned on the phone in airplane mode, then plugged in the charging cable on the bedside table, and said:

"Go to bed early, there will be nightmares later."

"en." Cheng Jinyang also lay down and turned off the light in the bedroom.

The thick curtains blocked the light from the balcony, and the room was dark and quiet, and only the faintly discernable breathing around me could be heard.

"A'Zhi?" He couldn't help asking.

"You want to die?" Xing Yuanzhi's cold voice came next to him.

"Sorry." Cheng Jinyang quickly apologized, "I just...make sure you are there."

"I won't go anywhere." Xing Yuanzhi said softly, "Now I’ll stay by your side tonight, Jinyang."

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

So Cheng Jinyang slowed down Falling into own thoughts.

It has been more than three years since he traveled to this World, and he sleeps alone every night.

So he has become accustomed to living alone, going to school during the day and going home at night, and sometimes he does not speak more than 10 sentences to others throughout the day.

However, this fiancee suddenly broke into his world, telling him that the nightmare that has haunted you for many years is your Golden Finger, and I came for this, and following will always be with you.

Although the two had an unpleasant relationship due to the divorce at first, Cheng Jinyang is still very grateful to her for bringing a large amount of living allowances to oneself, pointing out the follow-up life direction, and...

……opened the door to the world of ability.

Of course, after all, the two sides have what they need, thank you, and there is no need to stick to each other too much. A'Zhi is not the kind of girl who likes to post.

By the way, Miss A'Zhi is really good-looking, with fair skin, pure appearance, and still standard black, long and straight.

Even Cheng Jinyang has never seen such a beautiful girl in his previous life.

The attractiveness index of those "net celebrities" who have added layers of whitening, face-lifting, and high-light filters on the Internet can barely reach this level, but my Miss A'Zhi is without makeup!

Next, Cheng Jinyang remembered the Wang Wanrou he had seen during the evening dinner. No matter his family background or the attractiveness index of his facial features, he was better than A'Zhi, but his temperament was indeed inferior. A'Zhi many.

The other party's face always has a friendly and gentle smile. Just don't know why, Cheng Jinyang doesn't like that smile.

As if wearing a mask, it made people unable to see her true emotions.

Just thinking about it like this, Cheng Jinyang's thoughts gradually blurred, and he slowly entered a light sleep state.