Chapter 941

On the road, Fang Yang held Mo Yan's hand as they walked alone down the street.

This place could not be considered the wilderness, but there were very few people.

After all, they had set out with the intention of taking Fang Yang to a place where no one lived; it was only natural that no one was around now that they had gotten out halfway.

"Forget it, let's hail a cab."

Fang Yang felt the cool evening breeze and had wanted to properly organize his thoughts, but who would have guessed that Mo Yan was scared.

It was unclear if she was afraid of the dark, or afraid of bad people popping out from dark places.

In any case, Mo Yan wished she could just stand inside Fang Yang.

To put it in common terms, it was like clipping through a model; Mo Yan wanted to occupy the same space as Fang Yang to reduce her feelings of fear.

"..."

"The car is here, get in."

Fang Yang put down his phone and glanced at the license plate number. Hmm, it was the car he had called.

1343. Brother Yang, is it exciting? (Requesting full subscription)

Was it because this place was a bit far? Fang Yang felt he had been standing for quite a while.

"Yo, buddy, it's so late, and you're out playing with your little sister? But what's fun to do around here? Oh, oh! You're trying to scare her, right? Let me tell you..."

As soon as the two of them got in the car, the driver started asking them one thing after another.

Fang Yang answered a couple of times at first, but afterward, it was entirely the driver's one-man show. Even when Fang Yang didn't make a sound, the driver didn't feel awkward; instead, he spoke even more freely.

Especially when Mo Yan revealed a fearful expression and leaned against Fang Yang.

In the driver's eyes, Fang Yang and Mo Yan had clearly become the characters of a brother taking his disobedient little sister to a desolate place to deliberately scare her.

Inside the room, Li Wunian and his sister lay on the sofa, faces full of despair, feeling utterly listless.

"Ugh, so hungry. Brother, go make some food quickly."

Li Wuyou used the momentum of her body to somehow shake her head, staring straight at Li Wunian, who was leaning against the sofa.

"Do you... dare to eat it?"

Upon hearing this, Li Wuyou instantly shut her mouth, seemingly recalling some unpleasant images, and didn't say another word.

Click, click~

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the siblings couldn't have been more excited. They rushed in front of Fang Yang in a flash, looking at him with faces full of expectation.

"No, you two, is this really necessary?"

Before he had even stepped into the room, Fang Yang felt the overwhelming expectation. There was no help for it; he hadn't eaten either, so he might as well cook.

"Brother, hungry, hungry, food, food~"

Li Wuyou stepped forward, grabbed Fang Yang's shoulders, and shook him wildly, which left Fang Yang very shocked.

You, you're telling me this is someone who is starving to death? Reached the point of being about to starve to death?

Then how could she have such great strength!?

"Alright, alright, alright, I'll cook, I'll cook. Don't, don't shake me, I'm dizzy."

Hearing this, Li Wuyou immediately let go of Fang Yang, looking at him with an apologetic face.

(Brother Yang, is it exciting?)

(It must be exciting! And, it's a little beauty tossing Brother Yang around, he must like it even more!)

(Tch, don't use your malicious minds to speculate on Brother Yang's thoughts! When has Brother Yang ever been immersed in a beauty's nest?)

(Hmm... seems like, that's right.)

(Don't talk about that useless stuff, let's talk about what to do for the next plot. Didn't Brother Yang just discover those two fake police officers?)

(This... don't know, anyway, it won't be repeating the same old trick.)

(Nonsense! Do I not know, or does the actor not know?)

Watching the intense discussion about the plot in the live stream, Fang Yang also felt his blood boiling.

But it was only his blood boiling; after all, this really wasn't a script.

After dinner, Fang Yang looked at Mo Yan, who was lingering on his bed, feeling completely helpless.

Great, now he had to get a headache over this person again.

Fang Yang sat on the chair, staring fixedly at Mo Yan, but the other party acted as if she couldn't see him, bouncing around on the bed on her own, without any embarrassment at being discovered.

Thinking about the misery of spending his days on the chair, Fang Yang was certain that if he continued like this, he would definitely die of sudden cardiac death due to poor sleep.

At the very least, he would be mentally exhausted, and then how would he have the energy to lurk? He would be exposed by Li Zimu in a matter of minutes.

"Mo Yan, get down, give me a hand."

Not knowing what he was thinking, Fang Yang got up and walked toward the bed.

Hearing her own name, Mo Yan looked up curiously, staring straight at Fang Yang.

"Come, help me push the bed over there. From now on, I'll be sleeping on the floor."

1344. Mo Yan sleeps on the bed, he sleeps on the floor, this is the limit! (Requesting full subscription)

Fang Yang's voice was somewhat helpless. Mo Yan slept on the bed, he slept on the floor; this was the limit.

In any case, he didn't want to make do on the chair anymore.

After all, looking at Mo Yan's appearance, she wouldn't easily agree to not being in the same room as Fang Yang.

Hearing this, Mo Yan's eyes immediately brightened.

Did this mean that Fang Yang wouldn't be thinking about driving her away all day?

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Yan immediately got up to help Fang Yang push the bed.

Before long, Fang Yang nodded as he looked at the floor bedding he had laid out.

Even if it wasn't comfortable, it was better than sleeping on a chair, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Yang tried lying down. Unexpectedly, Fang Yang felt it was quite comfortable.

It was just hard to tell if it was because he had experienced a more uncomfortable position, but now, as long as he was lying down, no matter how hard it was, it felt comfortable.

It was also possible that this floor bedding wasn't thin, so it didn't feel rock-hard when he lay on it.

Regardless, Fang Yang could finally lie down and get some sleep; it was a joyous and congratulatory occasion.

(Eh? No, why is the camera blurry? What's going on?)

(What are you talking about, it's clearly Brother Yang crying from being moved, okay?)

(Ah? Really? Isn't this just sleeping?)

(You... forget it, you don't understand, you don't understand the pressure of Brother Yang playing this role. Not only does he have to worry about the little girl's reputation, but he also has to guard against her behavior, and most importantly, he can't sleep well.)

Hearing this, Fang Yang almost jumped up. This wasn't a fan, this was someone who knew his heart... uh, ah, this was a soulmate!

Heaven knows how much pressure he was under, especially the feeling of not being able to sleep soundly in the same room as Mo Yan.

Even on the chair, Fang Yang was often startled awake by nightmares.

Nothing else, just being taken away and interrogated, asked why he would do such evil things to a poor little girl.

"Alright, time to sleep."

Fang Yang turned his head, looked at Mo Yan, who seemed a bit sleepy on the bed, and smiled. Immediately, he turned off the lights to sleep.

In the wilderness, a dilapidated warehouse.

The warehouse, which had been abandoned for many years, had been incredibly lively these past few days.

"No, Brother Bai, you have to believe us! We really caught Fang Yang, but halfway there..."

Brother Lao was interrupted by another cold, indifferent voice halfway through his sentence.

"Heh, you caught him? Did you really find him, or did he deliberately go with you?"

"Big, Big Young Master, please believe us, no, give, give us another chance! This time, we will definitely..."

"That's enough, you two idiots. Of all the identities to impersonate, you chose that one. You really know how to cause me trouble."

The figure called the Big Young Master slowly got up and walked out of the shadows.

Wearing a white suit and gold-rimmed glasses, he didn't look like a ruthless person.

"Alright, slaughter them. You two have alerted the enemy; there is no longer a chance to make up for your mistakes."

Hearing this, Bai Sui immediately bowed, then straightened his waist, killing the two small fries with one blade each.

"I thought there would be some good news. You came looking for me so late, and in the end, it's bad news."

Liu Wenxuan's eyes darkened; he was very disappointed. After all, he was also speechless about these two smart alecks.

"Big Young Master, don't be impatient. This play is just an accident. The Second Young Lady and the Little Young Master will definitely not have a single chance."

Hearing the impatience in Liu Wenxuan's words, Bai Sui immediately began to flatter him.

However, it had to be said that what Bai Sui said was exactly what Liu Wenxuan wanted to hear; in any case, the other party was in a good mood.