RPAGF Chapter 438 The old man is asking for a beating
Chapter 438 The old man is asking for a beating
After Xi Yanchen went inside, he took Bai Yisha's hand and stood face to face with her.
Bai Yisha was a little confused. Looking at the urn he was holding in his other hand, she couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful, it would be terrible if you spilled it."
"sorry."
"what?"
Xi Yanchen pursed his lips, his eyes revealing a hint of apology, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
"sorry."
Xi Yanchen repeated it again.
"What are you apologizing for? What are you apologizing for? What are you saying?"
Bai Yisha raised her eyebrows slightly, her bright and beautiful eyes wide open, reflecting a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
"What I said to you in the car just now wasn't meant to make you the subject of gossip. I was just anxious because I was afraid you wouldn't want me."
Gossip?
Bai Yisha paused, shrugged indifferently, and said, "I thought it was something serious. It's nothing. The driver doesn't even know me, so he doesn't need to apologize to me. Besides, I didn't say I didn't want you."
She didn't realize there was anything wrong with it. It seemed to have always been like this in Kyoto. They were nice to her, so she spent money on them and liked them too. Everything was very open and honest, and there was nothing to talk about.
Bai Yisha didn't think much of it, but Xi Yanchen didn't.
He Zhizhou was right to warn him.
She doesn't understand, but doesn't he understand?
A girl's reputation is very important.
Seeing that he was still somewhat downcast, Bai Yisha blinked twice and quickly said, "Old man, don't look at what you shouldn't see."
She then tiptoed and kissed Xi Yanchen on the corner of his mouth, looking at him earnestly: "Don't be unhappy, I'll be your wife when I grow up, okay?"
Xi Yanchen paused for a moment, then reached up to touch the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and chuckled: "But, there's only one wife, what can we do? They all want you as their wife, what can we do?"
A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes.
Bai Yisha's eyes widened in shock, she crossed her arms over her chest, and stammered, "You...you can't possibly dismember me, can you...I'm so beautiful..."
Xi Yanchen burst out laughing.
He hadn't expected Bai Yisha to have such a peculiar way of thinking, and helplessly took her hand again and led her inside: "Of course we won't dismember the body, who would dare, who would be willing to do that?"
The last three words were spoken very softly, as if they were being spoken to oneself.
Bai Yisha breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and grinned foolishly for a while.
As long as it's not dismemberment, that's fine.
but......
Bai Yisha looked up at Xi Yanchen in confusion and said, "Why can't I be the wife of many people? Novels allow it, aren't novels supposed to be based on real life?"
The same goes for games; she's recently been raising a lot of virtual husbands and wives.
It's all about spending money.
Xi Yanchen licked his lips and said with a doting smile, "My wife is right. When you grow up a bit, don't forget to be my wife."
He Zhizhou is right. She's still in school, just beginning to experience love, and shouldn't act impulsively. There's still plenty of time; the outcome is uncertain.
Xi Yanchen had informed the person guarding Old Master Yao's safe in advance, and the person was already waiting there.
They never expected to encounter Xi Simin, An Huaizhen, and their son Xi Yanxian in front of the safe.
Bai Yisha acted faster than she thought, breaking free from Xi Yanchen's grip on her hand and snatching the urn from his palm.
"Xi Yanchen? I thought you were lying to me. I didn't expect you to really be in Haicheng. I thought you would never come back to Haicheng in your life."
When Xi Simin heard the noise and turned around to see Xi Yanchen, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
However, it was quickly covered up.
Bai Yisha peeked out, glanced at Xi Simin several times, and shook her head with a tsk.
These two, father and son, look nothing alike.
It's possible that Xi Yanchen is just like his mother, Yao Haiqing.
Xi Yanchen didn't speak, his lips were pressed tightly together, and his gaze fell on the urn containing ashes that Xi Simin was holding.
What they are doing is...
Thinking of something, Xi Yanchen sneered, pulled Bai Yisha behind him, and said to them, "What are you doing here with my grandfather's ashes?"
Xi Simin noticed his little movement and subconsciously looked at Bai Yisha. He saw that there was only a pretty little girl behind him, and a look of amazement flashed across his face, but he was quickly distracted by his words.
"I'm your father, why should I report to you what I do?"
"Dad!" Xi Yanxian tugged at Xi Simin's clothes unhappily: "You promised not to lose your temper with Brother Chong, didn't you see that little vixen is here?"
Xi Yanchen frowned, his face cold as he met Xi Yanxian's gaze, his voice low and menacing: "If you say another unpleasant word, I'll make sure your Xi family has no heir."
Bai Yisha, who had been called a little vixen, suddenly took out her phone from her pocket, opened the camera, turned on the front-facing camera, and posed for a few self-satisfying photos.
"Really? I'm a little vixen? I'm this beautiful!"
Xi Yanxian: "?"
Xi Simin coughed, clenched his fist, and looked at his hostile eldest son with an unfriendly gaze, before offering a rare explanation.
"Although you've gone against the grain and haven't studied properly, I've still paid your tuition for your last year. I don't care if you play games and waste your time, chase girls, drink, or fight in the future, it's none of my business. I've kept my promise, and it's time to take back what's rightfully mine."
When he said "my things," he meant the last legacy left by Mr. Yao.
Bai Yisha's smile gradually faded.
She placed the urn in Xi Yanchen's hands and instructed him, "Xiaobai, please keep an eye on my urn for me."
After saying that, he turned his phone over, opened the case, and took out three pieces of paper money.
Exactly 250.
Xi Yanchen knew that Bai Yisha said she would help her watch the box because she didn't want Xi Simin, An Huaizhen, and the other two to know that it contained Old Master Yao's ashes.
I just don't know what she's going to do.
Bai Yisha, holding three bills, walked step by step toward Xi Simin.
Her lips were clenched, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were filled with anger, and her expression was very unpleasant.
She quickly stopped in front of Xi Simin and forcefully stuffed three bills into his arms: "Take these two hundred and leave your son. You are not good enough for him. Also, fifty is for medical expenses."
Medical expenses?
As Xi Simin was wondering, he saw Bai Yisha turn around quickly and kick out with her foot.
"Grandpa Yao, please lend me a hand!"
"boom--!"
"Clang clang."
Bai Yisha kicked the vase containing the flour ashes. Xi Simin lost his grip, and the vase fell to the ground and shattered.
The flour scattered in all directions.
People around gasped in surprise. Before anyone could react, Bai Yisha bent her knee and charged at Xi Simin.
"what!"
"You old codger, you dared to bully Xiaobai! You deserve a beating!"
"Ah da!"
After kicking the man to the ground, Bai Yisha straddled him and threw punches, each one landing squarely, knocking off Xi Simin's round-framed glasses.
Xi Yanchen: "!!!"