usatvline Chapter 122 [Yan Zhier's Dream Memoirs - Part 3, Luo Xiao 7]
Chapter 122 [Yan Zhier's Dream Memoirs - Part 3, Luo Xiao 7]
"Dirty men, none of them are good." Yan Zhier cursed in her heart. She held Luo Anyang's arm unnaturally, pretending to be affectionate, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart... This was her first time to have such close contact with a man, which was simply a stain in her life. She swore that after this dream, she would chop off Luo Anyang's head to vent her anger!
On their way home, Yan Zhier was pondering the ins and outs of the matter... She pinched her black hair with her fingers in some confusion, and her purple jade eyes exuded an unclear look.
Why did Luo Anyang's mind block her insect's perception?
Why can't she dominate this dream? Who is protecting him?
And why does Luo Anyang treat her as his wife?
So strange~
Just as she was thinking, Luo Anyang suddenly stopped... took out the key from his arms, and opened the big red door in front of him with the key.
"Zhi'er, we're home."
Yan Zhier bumped into his back somewhat uncontrollably, but then she blinked in bewilderment. She leaned her head and looked around, looking at the shabby little courtyard in front of her. She pointed at it in surprise and asked in disbelief: "...This, is this your home?"
"Of course, Zhier...what's wrong with you today? Don't you even recognize the home where we got married?" Luo Anyang frowned and asked in confusion. He spread his hands, smiled bitterly, and opened the gate of the courtyard.
"Zhi Er, I have done my best in preparing the wedding house... I will work hard to make money and buy a big house in the future."
Luo Anyang shook his head helplessly... He thought Yan Zhier was taking advantage of the situation and pretending not to know his family to make some excessive demands.
???
What's the matter?
Isn't Luo Anyang a rich second-generation young master? How come he lives in such poverty?
"Is it true?... Even if it is the fantasy world in Luo Anyang's mind, the material life must be either yachts or mansions or high-rise buildings!"
"Has he experienced the living conditions of the lower class?" Yan Zhier opened her rosy lips slightly. A strange look flashed in her enchanting eyes. She stared at Luo Anyang strangely and walked into a dilapidated courtyard, only to see half a wall and old doors and windows.
She walked along the blue brick corridor lined with weeds, and saw faint moss growing in the damp cracks between the bricks, and vegetables and fruits planted around it.
Although the yard looked shabby, it was kept in good order by Luo Anyang, and everything looked so clean and upright.
Just as Yan Zhier was looking around, a sweet call suddenly came from outside, and then... a slim and beautiful girl suddenly kicked open the door, turned around happily, threw away her schoolbag, and called out softly: "Brother Anyang... I'm on vacation again, hehehe... Did you miss me?"
She jumped and waved her arms, smiling, and threw herself into Luo Anyang's arms, rubbing her face against his chest in a coquettish manner. Like a kitten, the humming sound was like a sweet serenade, intoxicating and lovely, making people unable to resist hugging her.
The girl was tall, almost catching up with Luo Anyang's height. However, at this moment, she was nestling lazily in Luo Anyang's arms, hugging him like a koala.
The snow-white skin of this shy and lovely girl sparkled with an ivory halo, and the soft and graceful snow-white skin was like a lotus emerging from the water. Her beautiful face was flushed like fire, and her pure and beautiful eyes were shyly closed. Her long black eyelashes covered her trembling eyes, and under her fair and delicate straight neck were a pair of soft, round and slender shoulders.
Although she was wearing an ordinary school uniform, her beauty really shocked Yan Zhier... This girl Yan Zhihe has a very beautiful figure! She is almost the same as her!
The girl seemed to have noticed Yan Zhier as well... She rolled her eyes in surprise, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.
When Yan Zhier met her mischievous, joyful, yet slightly serious eyes, her palms suddenly broke out in cold sweat, her whole body stiffened, her head rumbled, and she took a few steps back with trembling lips.
"Okay, okay, you're still so clingy, since it's vacation time, just stay at home for a few days..."
"Luo Xiaoqi, why don't you say hello to your sister-in-law Zhi'er?"
"Zhi'er? Sister-in-law?" The girl called Luo Xiaoqi blinked her beautiful eyes, and stared at Luo Anyang for a moment with her big black eyes. A strange color flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded very cutely.
She turned around and stared at Yan Zhier with interest... The corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously, but she still politely stretched out her slender hand and said with a smile: "Zhier... Sister, hey, hello~~~"
For some reason, Yan Zhier looked at the girl in front of her who was much younger than her and took a few steps back in fear. She glanced at Luo Anyang, and a hint of coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes that were like water and smoke, but she also extended her hand politely.
For some reason, this harmless little girl in front of her actually brought her an indescribable pressure. In the outside world, only the older generation of witch doctors could do this. This girl was definitely not simple!
It was as if countless silver needles were darting between their eyes. They seemed kind, but their eyes, unwilling to yield to each other, had already tested each other dozens of times...
Although the yard was a bit run-down, the house was still big enough, with a two-story building... and all the necessary facilities were available. Luo Anyang was preparing dinner in the yard, while Yan Zhier and Xiao Qi were standing on either side, both with pink cheeks pouted, staring at the busy Luo Anyang, lost in thought.
As a burst of fragrant steam came to the table, the three of them leaned together and looked at the stir-fried dishes on the table. Yan Zhier poked at the bowl and chopsticks absentmindedly... She looked at Luo Xiaoqi who was eating heartily with a happy face, suppressed the strong doubts in her heart, and sighed softly.
Luo Anyang gently picked up some food for her with the back of his chopsticks and asked softly, "Zhi'er...what's wrong? Is it not to your liking?"
"Not to your liking? Haha... it's good to have something to eat. If you don't want to eat, you can go out to eat. However, you have to pay for the meal yourself. We don't have any money to give you."
"Hehehe...Brother Anyang, your cooking is still as delicious as ever. I think those five-star chefs are just so-so. They are far inferior to my brother Anyang." Luo Xiaoqi bit a piece of meat, shoveled rice, and spoke vaguely. She looked at Yan Zhier with some disdain, picked up the dish from the other's bowl with a chopstick, and sneered in a sarcastic tone.
After cleaning up the dishes, Luo Anyang had to go out for something. Before leaving... he repeatedly told Xiaoqi and Yan Zhier to get along well with each other.
But these two women were more rebellious than the other. As soon as Luo Anyang stepped out of the door, Yan Zhier felt an increasingly strong murderous aura approaching her, and she felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. Then, Luo Xiaoqi took a step forward and punched her.
Yan Zhier's pupils shrank instantly, her face full of horror, and she dodged and rolled at the same time. She wanted to use the poisonous insect but found that she had no power...
The following scene was something she would never forget. Luo Xiaoqi waved his hand indifferently, turned slightly, pinched Yan Zhier with two fingers, and held her in his hand.
Yan Zhier struggled and kicked her feet, her face flushed as she looked at Luo Xiaoqi's cold and beautiful eyes, she gritted her teeth with ferocious hatred, and wanted to speak but couldn't.
"Damn it, am I going to die in such a cowardly way?...Who on earth is this stinky girl?"
"I am unwilling to accept this. My great revenge has not yet been avenged. Thousands of my compatriots have died... Zhier is sorry for you."
"Ahem, this girl would not beg for mercy even if she was strangled to death. I didn't expect that I would fall for this loser Luo Anyang. Maybe this is my destined fate..."
Yan Zhier murmured softly. The huge disparity in strength made it impossible for her to muster the will to resist. She spread her hands, stared at the sky with lifeless eyes, and her frustrated eyes were a little dull.
"Life? ... Yan Zhier, when you trample on other people's lives at will, have you ever thought about this? But that's not important. I can't do anything about you bullying others, but don't even think about bullying my man!"
"Now that you are here, experience this place well. You will have unexpected gains."
Luo Xiaoqi parted her red lips and hummed softly. She threw Yan Zhier out and slammed her against the wall, without any of her previous gentleness and elegance.
Yan Zhier rubbed her neck painfully and slowly stood up. She looked up at Luo Xiaoqi who was still enjoying her meal, biting her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, and said in confusion: "You... who are you? Is it you! Who cut me off from the outside world?"
"Did you mess with my divination? You lured me in, humiliated me severely, and then killed me!"
"You are as shameless as Luo Anyang! You have dirty thoughts and you won unfairly! You used despicable moves. If you have the guts, let's go to the outside world and compete!"