Chapter 1164: Xiao Xiao Tian Xiao Tian Shi Xiao Tian Shi Xiao Tian Xiao Tian Shi Xiao Tian Shi and Psycho 06

After the meal, Jin Chen was considering enrolling Xi Er in a language class, of course only possible as online instruction.

Having him study outside is impossible, hiring a tutor also won't work; this way the person Xi Er interacts with most each day would become the tutor instead of him.

The butler knocked and entered; before he could call out, he saw Xi Er, who had been kneeling on the sofa watching TV, suddenly dodge behind Jin Chen.

The butler pretended not to have seen anything, continuing: "Sir, the Jin family head invites you to meet at the front courtyard old residence; it may be related to the undercover agent."

Jin Chen closed the tablet, snorted, "His speed is still quite fast."

This morning we just caught and dealt with the undercover agent, and by the morning we had already received the news.

The butler's heart jolted; he lowered his head and said, "Sir, rest assured, we will continue the investigation."

【Host, the protagonist top is currently exactly at the front courtyard old residence.】 0731 report.

"Alright, let's go take a look."

Jin Chen set down what he was holding, lightly patted the sofa beside him; Xi Er slipped out from behind, sat down, and fixed his gaze tightly on Jin Chen.

"Study speaking properly." He shoved the tablet into Xi Er's hand; seeing the little angel truly lacking a sense of security, he rare added, "I'll be back soon."

Xi Er didn't know how long "soon" on Earth actually was, but he dared not urge; he could only watch helplessly as the butler pushed Jin Chen away, only looking away when the figure disappeared from sight.

He watched the tutorial, gradually shifting from sitting upright to slumping into the sofa, in a posture lacking security.

After a while, Xi Er glanced at the half‑open door leading out of the living room, clutching the tablet as he left, heading according to memory to find the art studio he had visited yesterday.

This time the little angel was very fortunate, didn't get lost, and smoothly entered the art studio.

He saw that painting, and also saw the full content inside the painting that he hadn't seen yesterday.

As his fingertip touched the figure of himself in the painting, Xi Er's eyes flickered, and tears streamed down without warning.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 15!】

When Jin Chen entered the old residence's reception hall, Jin Xiangming was arguing with the protagonist top, Jin Zhiyan.

The butler slightly bowed, saying, "Sir, Jin Zhiyan has taken a liking to someone without family background, and the Jin family head disagrees, so they're arguing."

"Yo."

This has developed into liking.

The protagonist's progress is quite fast.

He curled his lip, his gloomy gaze growing darker; faster progress would also be good.

If the protagonist can't even show up, how could he possibly reclaim what belongs to his wife?

"Xiao Xiao Tian Xiao Tian Shi Xiao Tian Shi Chen is here."

Jin Xiangming saw the person arriving at the door; the anger on his face instantly turned into a smile, and he even rose to greet, "Come in quickly."

Jin Zhiyan also rose to his feet, his warm and moist aura smiling, making people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

"Young uncle."

Jin Chen ignored him; the butler, not under the Jin family's control, naturally had no need to keep Jin Zhiyan in sight, and pushed Jin Chen straight past.

But Jin Zhiyan, known for his good temper, didn't get angry, sitting down with a faint smile.

"What do you want me here for?" Jin Chen's voice ice‑cold, not even lifting his eyes to look at them, merely idly playing with the beads in his hand.

Jin Xiangming saw that string of beads and felt a bit amused in his heart.

Clearly his hands are stained with bloody slaughter, yet he plays with such a compassionate object—Jin Chen truly is becoming more and more mentally unhinged.

But he complained inwardly, his face showing nothing, still maintaining the benevolence of an elder brother.

"Long time no see, brother; I also know you like quiet; this time it's mainly about the so‑called undercover matter."

Jin Xiangming spoke, feeling somewhat indignant, he let out a heavy sigh: "Brother, over all these years how I've treated you, I believe you know in your heart; I just didn't expect someone with ulterior motives to exploit our relationship."

"You live not far from the rear courtyard; how could I possibly plant an undercover in my assistant team?"

Jin Chen continued gazing at the beads in his hand, tone indifferent: "It has nothing to do with you; how do you know about this?"

"You are my only younger brother; anything concerning you, I naturally keep in mind."

Jin Xiangming's expression was sincere, he exerted himself fully to display brotherly affection and fraternal respect.

I don't know which sentence touched Jin Chen; he suddenly lifted his head, his sinister gaze locking onto Jin Xiangming, his pupils like stormy depths, like a hunter who has found poisonous prey.

"Stop putting on a fake act in front of me!"

He suddenly flew into a rage; the nearby tea table was overturned, and with Jin Zhiyan's exclamation, the expensive tea set shattered everywhere, tea splashing.

Jin Zhiyan was inexplicably splashed all over with ceramic shards; if he hadn't dodged quickly, it wouldn't have been just his arm that was cut.

"Young uncle you…" He hadn't finished speaking when Jin Chen's gaze frightened him back; he simply dared not utter another sound.

At this moment Jin Chen resembled a raging, mad devil; having just smashed the tea table, he turned on the vase, hurling it angrily toward Jin Xiangming.

The gloomy, furious roar and the sound of shards hitting the ground rang out simultaneously.

"What you Jin family members are thinking, I know full well! I don't care who planted the undercover, but I will find out and kill him."

Jin Chen stared at Jin Xiangming's eyes, which hid fear, his expression utterly sinister.

"No matter who it is."

Inside the reception hall filled with chaos on the floor, everyone was fearful, including Jin Xiangming, who had intended to probe today.

Probing is one thing, but when this madman flares up it's truly frightening; if another life were lost, it would be disastrous.

Jin Zhiyan's arm was still bleeding, but his father took no action, and he dared not act rashly, fearing Jin Chen might go mad again.

After half a minute of silence, Jin Xiangming gave an embarrassed laugh, just as usual pretending not to understand what Jin Chen was saying, maintaining surface balance.

"Xiao Xiao Tian Xiao Tian Shi Xiao Tian Shi Chen, even if you don't believe me, it's irrelevant; anyway, brother won't harm you."

"There's nothing else today either; why not stay for lunch?"

Jin Chen's furious expression subsided, and in an instant he switched to a smile; the speed of the change left people clicking their tongues.

"No need, thanks for the hospitality."

He threw a card on the ground, his tone contemptuous and disdainful, "Five million, just treat it as compensation for the loss."

The bank card lay mixed with the filth on the ground, the mocking intent could not be more obvious.

Jin Xiangming felt ruthless inside but kept a calm expression, saying, "Then big brother won't keep you; remember to come to the banquet in a few days."

Jin Chen propped his elbow on the wheelchair arm, not caring what Jin Xiangming said, and chuckled to himself, "Old Madam Jin's birthday is coming soon; this year's gift, she will surely like it."

When those words came out, Jin Xiangming's deliberately feigned smile could no longer hold; he stared with a stiff face as Jin Chen left, and only when he could no longer see him did he dare to kick angrily at the already half-destroyed tea table.

"This madman!"

Jin Zhiyan spoke gently, advising him, "You brought Jin Chen here this time just to confirm he hasn't been cured, right?"

"Obviously, psychiatric treatment is useless for Jin Chen; it plays right into your hands, doesn't it? He's also crippled in both legs—he surely won't live long."

Although that's what was said, Jin Xiangming still couldn't let go of his resentment: "In a few days it's your grandmother's birthday; every year he causes such a scene—if we weren't on strict guard, your grandmother would already be dead!"

Seeing Jin Chen's power grow stronger year by year, they could only feel helpless, secretly making arrangements.

Letting Jin Chen die from his untreatable mental illness is the safest method.

"Then this card…" Jin Zhiyan couldn't gauge his father's attitude.

"Pick it up! What are you hesitating for? Anyway, it's just that lunatic's money—don't let it go to waste."

Jin Xiangming gave a cold snort.

They don't realize that all the petty gains they obtain will eventually be lost at a painful cost.

As Jin Chen left, someone was clearly lurking by the fountain; the butler's hand had already rested on his waist gun, but Jin Chen raised his hand to stop him.

"Fu Suhua's people—ignore them."

Before the Old Master passed away, fearing Jin Chen would retaliate against his true love, he spent heavily to hire a professional guard team to protect Fu Suhua, so even the original self could not do anything to her for a while.

But aside from holidays, she repeatedly almost got scared to death; she simply shut herself in the Buddhist hall chanting sutras, appearing detached from worldly affairs, yet secretly she was still paving the way for her grandson Jin Zhiyan to obtain a huge inheritance.

In the later plot, the original self died from frequent mental illness episodes, which also cannot be separated from Fu Suhua.

The good news is, he is even crazier than the original self.

Jin Chen calmly withdrew his gaze, feeling quite pleased.

Hope the Jin Family bunch can withstand him playing a few more rounds.