The room of new employee Yan Xiaolian is arranged on the outside of the fourth floor to the left. Opposite him is the place where Taxue temporarily lives. The two men supervise each other to prevent Wen Fuling from feeling uncomfortable.

What, you said, Yu Yuechu?

If these two people have any irregular behavior, they will be directly beaten to the original form by Yu Yuechu.

"Xiao Fuling, this person will be your subordinate in the future," Zhou Jiuyi brought the freshly baked Yan Xiaolian to everyone to introduce. Whether it was Wen Fuling or Yan Xiaolian, he was confused at the moment.

"Not the boss, do I have to call this broken name?" When I came in in the morning, there was a handsome man who was very disappointed at this time: "Why am I your employee?"

"First of all, the most common demon bloodline in your body is Yan Zi, so your surname is Yan. I just mentioned other reasons. Your fate needs to be suppressed with a feminine name." Zhou Jiuyi's hand was still thinking about the bamboo slips that had just signed the name. He didn't have that much patience with men: "If you don't want to be my employee, you can die now."

Yan Xiaolian was so angry that her hands were trembling. Isn’t this a forced buying and selling?

This person is originally a stubborn person and is a donkey. If you tell him against him, it will definitely not work.

What's more, Yan Xiaolian has always lived in the world and grew up under the red flag. If it weren't for his awakening and becoming a half-demon, he wouldn't have taken such a path. Everything he did was for justice and his inner firmness. Now he was scolded by Zhou Jiuyi for nothing, and his eyes were red with anger.

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"If you don't like this name, then just call it the previous one. It doesn't matter." Yu Yuechu tidied up the tiny hair on her forehead behind her ears. She was still wearing the green gauze dress from last night. The makeup on her face had not yet faded, revealing a beautiful face. Not only was it not ugly, but it had a different style.

Yan Xiaolian has never seen a woman, but the woman in front of her talks to him well, and it was not her that she caused her to make her so he naturally wouldn't get angry at her, but she was still angry, so he could only answer hard: "He is a contract of overlords, which is unreasonable!"

Yu Yuechu explained calmly: "Sir, although this contract seems a bit unruly, you rely on your drinking to make trouble in our teahouse. Have you ever made any sense?"

"That's not me..."

"Even if you are not a person who does evil, you are involved in it and watch coldly. This is the fact." Yu Yuechu said coldly: "I heard what the boss said. You always feel that everything you do is justice. Then when you see your companions hurt my Fuling in the morning, you just look at it. This is what you call 'justice'?"

Yan Xiaolian opened her mouth and blushed. These words really hit his lung tube.

He has faced this situation countless times while he was on his mission.

The train whistled past, with one person on one side and a group of people on the other. Should he save a group of people or that person?

He chose to save a group of people without hesitation countless times.

But should the lonely one die?

Of course, it was pitiful for those who were sacrificed, but he always ignored it cruelly.

Until now, Yu Yuechu's questioning pointing to the hearts of the people seems to have opened up the fact that he has never dared to face.

"I... is indeed wrong," he lowered his head in embarrassment and bowed deeply to Wen Fuling: "I'm sorry, I feel ashamed of my behavior today."

"Do you know, you should have ended up the same as your companions." Zhou Jiuyi suddenly said: "But you didn't, guess why."

Yan Xiaolian shook her head blankly. The thing that had been firm in his heart seemed to be broken silently just now.

"You still have the possibility of saving." Zhou Jiuyi looked lonely, as if he had thought of something: "In order to achieve a greater goal, he had to sacrifice many people who should not have sacrificed. It was wrong from the beginning."

"Forget it, Xiao Fuling, please tell him about the treatment and work of the teahouse," Zhou Jiuyi waved his hand, lay down on the cleaned chair, and closed his eyes: "Come to me after you finish speaking."

Yu Yuechu seemed to have nothing to say. She looked at the people present and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She took Taxue to arrange the room for him first. The little black cat A Xuan was always groggy. The little monster kept guarding her, feeding her medicine and food at a fixed time, and there would be no big deal.

Yan Xiaolian lost her energy and was very depressed. Wen Fuling talked to him, but she didn't know if this person listened to it.

"Thank you... well, Miss Fuling's explanation." Finally, he finished talking to this guy who was just a guest. Wen Fuling took a sip of herbal tea to moisten his throat. Yan Xiaolian realized that all the matters in the teahouse had been introduced.

"I still think I'm dreaming in front of me. It's true and false, and it's true." Zhou Jiuyi didn't fall asleep. He just closed his eyes and rested: "You haven't forgotten, where is your family? If your work goes well here, I can change your face and reunite with your family in the future."

So Yan Xiaolian's lifeless eyes lit up little by little.

He sent Yan Xiaolian to the fourth floor, Wen Fuling obediently returned to the first floor, and waited for the boss to speak.

"Do you still think that Li Xiaoxiao's death has something to do with you?" Zhou Jiuyi did not talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

Wen Fuling didn't expect Zhou Jiuyi to ask her this. She was stunned at first, and then subconsciously said, "Isn't it?"

"Ha, I know." Zhou Jiuyi smiled for a day, and his face froze. He rubbed his face without any image. He had a small face, looking just a layer of face, hanging thinly on the bones. Normally, such a face would give people a sense of bitterness and stubbornness, but Zhou Jiuyi's eyebrows and eyes were charming and romantic, neutralizing this feeling. He usually ignored his image, and coupled with his lazy temperament, he looked very festive.

The very festive Boss Zhou refused to respond. He and Wen Fuling played the bosses' usual puzzles.

"Go, cook, I'm hungry."

Wen Fuling agreed habitually. She thought of something. Just as she was about to ask, she heard the hateful boss say as if she knew what she was thinking: "Don't bring it upstairs, let's eat it. After the meal, take you out."

"Where are you going?" Wen Fuling asked.

"I'll tell you after I finish it," Zhou Jiuyi closed his eyes directly, and seemed to have no idea to explain anymore: "I want to rest for a while, and call me after I finish it."

Because I was pretending to be in my heart, because the boss was halfway through his words, and because my mood was ups and downs today, it was a bit too exciting.

In short, because of the above reasons, today's meal was a little burnt.

Seeing that Wen Fuling only ate the little bit of the baby's fist, Zhou Jiuyi raised his eyebrows and served her a large bowl slowly.

"Eat more, you can eat that little bit, and you won't be able to hold on for a while."

"Ah?" Wen Fuling had a bad appetite because of her mood: "So many...where are we going?"
Chapter completed!