Chapter 869

"My goodness, this, this is too fragrant."

The lackey waiting outside kept sniffing the fragrance drifting out from the cracks, simply shocked.

"I, I really can't stand it anymore."

The lackey was heartbroken. Delicious food was in front of him, but he couldn't taste it. This was truly one of life's great sorrows.

Dong dong dong!

The sound of impact rang out. The kitchen was bustling with activity, and Fang Yang didn't hear the sound from the outside at all.

"Uh, my head."

The lackey covered his throbbing forehead and begged bitterly.

"Don't, don't tempt me anymore."

"Phew, what a big project."

Fang Yang looked at the exquisite meals placed on the exquisite wooden table and nodded very satisfactorily.

Although Li Zimu letting him cook was likely wanting to make things difficult for him and take the opportunity to make trouble, he couldn't really just boil some broken vegetable leaves, right?

Wouldn't that be looking for death?

Therefore, Fang Yang still had a glimmer of luck in his heart. What if the other party ate it and felt good, and in a good mood, let him go?

Just like a few days ago at Li Hui's place, letting him keep his little life.

"..."

Fang Yang froze in place, as if he had forgotten something very important.

"It's over, I forgot to ask that buddy's name."

(Ah? Just this matter?)

(No way, it turns out you didn't know all along.)

(Hmm, six.)

Fang Yang was really stupid by himself. How did he address him before?

Can't remember, how embarrassing.

"Cough cough!"

Fang Yang opened the door, and the fragrance of the food exploded like a bomb, undoubtedly a heavy blow to the person who had been enduring bitterly not far away.

"Ah? Ah, you... finished making it?"

The lackey asked while wiping his drool, secretly looking inside.

"Hmm, I have a very important thing to ask you."

Fang Yang nodded slightly, his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a king.

"Please ask!"

The lackey was extremely excited. An important thing, asking him! It's him! Could it be that he was finally not a passerby without a name?

"Your name, what is it?"

"My, my name?"

The lackey was very surprised. He didn't expect the important thing the other party mentioned was his insignificant name. For a moment, he was very moved.

"You, just call me Skinny Pig. This is my nickname, they all call me that."

"That's good, Skinny Pig, go notify your boss, the food is ready."

Fang Yang pointed to the kitchen behind him, meaning he had prepared the food, and they could eat at any time upon command.

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"Oh oh, good, I'll go notify the boss right away."

Skinny Pig nodded and left immediately.

"Phew, good, next, is to enjoy the... maybe I won't die before death?"

Fang Yang was a bit uncertain about his ending. After all, although there were only two possibilities, the consequences were vastly different, life and death.

"Fang Yang, what exactly are you thinking?"

In the small black room of the police station, Li Ye heard Fang Yang's self-talk. It wasn't just Li Ye; everyone present heard it.

But they already didn't know how to understand it. Before, Fang Yang's meaning could be said to be that he didn't need rescue and could do it himself, but now a series of inexplicable words made everyone unable to guess Fang Yang's true meaning.

After all, whether it was passing news, deceiving fans, or rambling, they couldn't tell anymore.

(Brother Yang, don't be so pessimistic, think of things in a good way, after all, life is so beautiful.)

(This, Brother Yang wasn't very sunny when he was cooking just now, why does he feel dead now? How strange.)

The fans thought all this was still what Fang Yang was performing, and couldn't help but have better cheers, but some fans also thought, was Fang Yang a bit tired after long-term and multi-day live streaming?

(Wonderful, too wonderful, Brother Yang's emotional transition is simply a highlight, not worse than those old actors!)

(Ah? But, has Brother Yang learned everything about actors before? It feels strange.)

Fang Yang looked at the praise in the live stream room and couldn't help but show a bitter smile. Actor?

Perhaps, it's also a good profession.

Waiting for Skinny Pig to report to Li Zimu, Fang Yang also began to think, what is he now? Actor? Undercover agent? Cook? Or a lie detector observing their subtle expressions?

"Having too many identities is not a good thing."

Fang Yang wasn't afraid of being heard by the fans, and said it out loud to himself anyway.

"Sir! The boss said, since it's ready, then get ready to eat."

"Good, I know."

Hearing Skinny Pig's voice, Fang Yang nodded slightly.

He absolutely had to live. He still had to contact the high-level forces of Ghost Tiger to take the opportunity to investigate.

"Uh..."

Looking at the staff coming and going carrying plates, Fang Yang was a bit surprised. Why are they so enjoyable?

Even more than Li Hui! Even Li Hui needed the cook to serve the food himself!

(Special person to serve food, will there be a special person to feed? Brother Yang! I want to see!)

(Hiss! Don't say it, don't say it, I also want to see it a bit.)

"Go, go, go, go play with mud, I don't have the energy to satisfy your curiosity."

Fang Yang twitched his mouth. Do you think this is my home?

Seeing the dishes finished being served, Fang Yang didn't know what he should do. After all, Li Zimu didn't say anything. Could it be that he could just wander around blindly?

"Hmm..."

Looking at a table full of delicacies, Fang Yang was a bit puzzled. Could it be that he was afraid he would poison it?

Need him to taste the food?

Yoshi!

Fang Yang had a flash of inspiration and instantly understood Li Zimu's conspiracy. Let others touch the food and take the opportunity to poison it.

Then let him taste the food, eat the poisoned food, and die immediately.

Then explain that he failed to poison the food and died.

Truly, what a vicious mind!

"Dad~ Did you really borrow Fang Yang? Great!"

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Fang Yang turned his head and looked at Li Wuyou running over like she was bouncing, very shocked.

One is Dad, one is borrow.

So Li Wuyou really is Li Zimu's daughter.

Then looking at his attitude, Li Hui is just a shield used to cover Li Wuyou. Besides, even the police don't have information about Li Wuyou.

"What! Who is this little girl! Why call Li Zimu Dad?"

In the police station, Li Ye exclaimed. The intelligence on Li Zimu didn't have information about this daughter Li Wuyou!

"Dad, is dinner so early today? So sumptuous?"

Outside the room, Li Wunian's slightly curious voice sounded, making Fang Yang and the personnel in the police station even more shocked. When did Li Zimu have another son???

"You kid, you slept in at school again before walking back, right?"

Li Zimu glanced at Li Wuyou who came in, his tone full of dissatisfaction. After all, his precious daughter only came home once a week, and this kid didn't say to come back quickly and take his sister out to play, but actually dared to sleep in!

"Ahahaha, hahaha."

Fang Yang looked at Li Wunian with a face full of surprise. Wunian, Wuyou, these are proper biological siblings! ===== CHAPTER 870 =====