It was Liu Zhenying who spoke first: "Editor-in-Chief Wei, see you at the Publishing Bureau at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I'm leaving first."

"Okay." After a pause, Editor Wei thought of something: "You just said that the revelation about Wang Hui still counts?"

"Of course it counts."

Liu Zhenying did not have the heart of a Bodhisattva, and he even laughed heartlessly: "He is an adult. He should understand what causes and what results. Since he has done something wrong, he should pay the price for it. The law does not

There are no express requirements, so if you have any difficulties, you can be exempted."

Editor Wei stared at her steadily for a few seconds and finally nodded: "Okay, I understand."

After Liu Zhenying got into the taxi, she slowly edited a text message.

[Unfreeze Wang Hui’s card and transfer one dollar to his card. Thank you for your help. I will give you a discount next time.]

Recipient: Qi Zihang.

As long as he sees the transfer record, Wang Hui can know that the bank card can be used.

But he couldn't be happy for long.

Liu Zhenying put away his phone silently and looked at the receding scenery outside the window.

After all, judging from his appearance, his mother only had about seventy-two hours left to live.

She could not ruthlessly deprive Wang Hui of the best opportunity to treat his mother with the five hundred thousand yuan because of Wang Hui's fault.

Just as she was thinking about it, she seemed to have seen something. Her apricot eyes suddenly widened, bright and filled with joy, and she quickly called out: "Please stop the car."

A new store opened on the street, and the loudspeaker shouted the news about half-price puffs.

Liu Zhenying got off the bus in a hurry after paying the fare.

Half price puffs.

She earned it.

So, when Liu Zhenying returned to the villa again, he was carrying a bag full of puffs in his hand, half of which was still in his mouth, and he was savoring it carefully.

The sweet and greasy smell filled the air, making Yan Zixu frown in displeasure.

However, for the sake of 10 million, she resisted the reprimand she wanted to blurt out and changed it into: "There is still food left in the kitchen for you. If you haven't eaten, you can go and eat."

"oh."

Because of the matter of buying a villa, Liu Zhenying had lunch relatively late, so he responded casually and glanced across the living room: "Where is Liu Qixia?"

"What Liu Qixia, that's your sister."

Yan Zixu's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly: "She's upstairs. You might as well go look for her more. You two are the only children at home. You two have a deep love for each other as sisters, so we parents can feel more at ease."

Liu Zhenying did not respond. After changing his shoes, he walked upstairs.

Glancing at her back, Yan Zixu was secretly pleased that she seemed to be enlightened, when a shrill scream suddenly came from upstairs.

It belongs to Liu Qixia.

Her voice seemed to be in great pain: "Liu Zhenying, are you crazy? Why do you hit me?"

"Just because you arranged for the paparazzi to take secret photos of me."

When Yan Zixu arrived in a hurry, what she saw was Liu Zhenying kicking Liu Qixia out again, who had just gotten up from the ground.

Liu Qixia collapsed on the ground in embarrassment. She didn't know if she was injured or not. She clutched her abdomen and cried out in pain.

As for Liu Zhenying, he was holding a bag of puffs in one hand, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be stained with traces of cream. His long hair was disheveled, and there was a smile without warmth on his face. He was cold and indifferent, obviously without any murderous intention, but in the bright light

Exuding a heart-stopping horror.

Yan Zixu's tone faltered uncontrollably: "You... what are you doing?"

Liu Zhenying glanced back at her and sneered: "I'm hitting someone, can't you tell?"

After saying that, she stepped forward and grabbed Liu Qixia's collar. Her almond-shaped eyes were narrowed, and her tone was frivolous but full of warning: "Listen up, I'm just teaching you a lesson this time."

.In the past, you said some specious things to me, and I didn’t bother to argue with you, but if you dare to put your ideas on my head again, I will beat you to death, do you hear me?”

Don't think she can't see Liu Qixia's little thoughts.

Didn't he just want the paparazzi to secretly take some ambiguous photos, so that he could unjustly accuse her of cheating and sow discord between her and Qu Xiaojue?
Chapter completed!