Chapter 892

Just as Mo Yan was hesitating, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door again, and she had to dive back into the quilt immediately.

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Mo Yan had just barely covered herself with the quilt when Fang Yang pushed the door open. Looking at the fork on the table that had shifted position, Fang Yang curled his mouth unconsciously.

What's this? She was clearly awake, why pretend to be asleep?

However, Mo Yan clearly didn't want to talk, and Fang Yang wouldn't press her step by step.

But since that was the case, Fang Yang didn't need to stay here all the time. After all, Mo Yan still wanted to eat that piece of cake, right?

Closing the door again, Fang Yang didn't know what to do, so he just wandered around aimlessly.

Before long, Fang Yang felt a bit of boredom. After all, this was really boring.

(Brother Yang, what are you doing? If this continues, I'm really going to vomit.)

"Ahahaha, sorry, I, I'm just a bit bored."

Fang Yang scratched his head. He really didn't know what he should do.

(Then go out for a drive. Didn't Li Zimu give you a few houses? Why not take the opportunity to check them out? Could it be that because of insufficient funds, you can only get a few fake property deeds to fill the appearance?)

(Hehe, I can hear your abacus clicking even from outer space. Stop it, the outside is full of Brother Yang.)

"That's true. Since that's the case, let's go visit these few places."

Fang Yang came to his senses. It seemed he had indeed been given a few property deeds before. Since that was the case, he would take this opportunity to go out for a stroll.

He left as soon as he decided. Fang Yang returned to his room, took the property deeds, and drove away.

As for when Fang Yang returned to the room, he saw at a glance that the cake had been half-eaten. However, Fang Yang didn't make a scene; he even acted as if he hadn't seen it, took his things, and left.

(Oh my, little sister Mo Yan is really cute, actually still pretending to be asleep.)

(Hehehe, she probably didn't expect Fang Yang to suddenly make a return shot.)

(Definitely, after all, who would have thought this return shot would have a second stage!)

Fang Yang got into the car and disappeared in a flash.

"Good, so fast. Does Brother Yang have an urgent matter? Otherwise, why does he look so anxious?"

"Who knows? Let's just quietly finish our own business."

(Wow, Brother Yang, have you decided where to go first?)

(Nonsense, of course, go to the nearest one first, and then just take a detour back at the end.)

Watching the exceptionally intense argument in the live broadcast room, Fang Yang didn't want to bother.

Because his mind was now full of Li Zimu monitoring his every move. He didn't know how Li Zimu did it. He imagined many possibilities, but without exception, he rejected them all.

The first was that surveillance and listening devices were installed in the car, but if he got out of the car and left, wouldn't it be useless?

The next was his clothes, but when Li Li came, he had taken off his coat and put it elsewhere, and what he was wearing were his own clothes. This didn't seem to make sense either.

Or was it that surveillance equipment was installed in the kitchen?

Fang Yang didn't know. After all, that place was too big; if he searched deliberately, he would reveal his tracks.

"Tch, quite annoying."

Fang Yang sighed. Regarding Li Zimu's surveillance of him, he felt very insecure.

(Waaah, you actually said we're annoying? There's really no love left. Forget it, that's it, I, am leaving!)

(Good, since Brother Yang feels annoyed, then I'll just die! King Yama, I'm coming!)

Watching the fans acting like drama queens, Fang Yang could only shake his head. No, I didn't say anything!

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"You guys, that's enough. If you're so good at acting, you do it. You guys are the shining pearls of the acting world!"

Fang Yang smiled and shook his head, focusing his attention back on the road ahead.

He couldn't be distracted. As the saying goes, irregular driving leads to two lines of tears for relatives.

Although Fang Yang didn't think his parents would know this news, Fang Yang didn't want anything to happen either. After all, it was his own pain, and he was only pretending to be mentally ill, not actually mentally ill.

Soon, Fang Yang stopped the car, and the destination shocked every single fan.

(What? This is Brother Yang's house?)

(Ah, this, it shouldn't be, right? Brother Yang isn't the type of person to trim his sails to the wind.)

The live broadcast room became lively again, with everyone guessing the reason for Fang Yang coming here.

"Alright, stop guessing blindly. What's the use if you can't guess it?"

Seeing that none of the fans guessed his purpose, Fang Yang couldn't help but find it funny.

With so many people and so many ideas, not one of them was correct. He was a bit disappointed.

(Then why did you come here? You couldn't be here to commit suicide, right?)

Fang Yang: You really know how to guess. Don't be so good at it in the future.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft! Are you cursing me here?"

Watching Fang Yang's furious reaction, the live broadcast room returned to a relaxed and happy state.

(Hey, Brother Yang, just a joke, don't take it to heart. Besides, isn't it because you don't tell us anything?)

"In your dreams."

Fang Yang rolled his eyes and got out of the car, walking toward the house.

You curse me and I'll tell you everything?

What are you thinking?

You're even more of a toad than a toad.

(Pfft, stingy ghost.)

"Where is the boss? How is she?"

Seeing Wu Mian appear, Fang Yang knew that Li Hui already knew he had come here.

"Fine."

Wu Mian looked at Fang Yang quietly, her tone flat to the extreme.

"Then, has she been eating regularly? Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not conducive to wound recovery."

"Fine."

"……"

Fang Yang showed a puzzled expression. Fine?

What kind of answer is that? If you chat like this, I won't be polite to you.

"Forget it, I'll go see for myself."

Helpless, Fang Yang decided to see Li Hui personally. Otherwise, relying on Wu Mian to pass messages, he was afraid he would never know the full picture of the information in this lifetime.

"Not allowed."

Wu Mian took a step and blocked Fang Yang's path.

Watching Wu Mian's actions, Fang Yang naturally felt confused, especially when he saw the look of disgust in Wu Mian's eyes.

Fang Yang considered himself to have done nothing, but Wu Mian was very disgusted with him. Could it be that something had happened?

"Uh, did something happen?"

Fang Yang knew this wasn't the time for conflict, so he asked her the reason in a friendly manner. After all, it was better not to argue if possible.

"Fine."

Another same answer. Fang Yang had nowhere to vent his anger. Can't you say something else?

"Did I, do something wrong?"

Fang Yang clenched his fists and spoke again.

"Fine."

Fine? What kind of situation is that?

Where exactly did he do something wrong?

Was it because he sucked up to Li Zimu?

Or was it because he had ignored Li Hui for the past two days, causing Wu Mian to feel that he didn't want to deal with them anymore?

Fang Yang thought of many possibilities, but in the end, he couldn't come up with a reason.

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"Then why are you stopping me?"

He just couldn't understand. If he hadn't done anything wrong, was Wu Mian's behavior just a brain cramp?

"No reason."