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nReturning from Du Wuniang’s place.

nQin Yiyi had been thinking of a problem along the way.

nWas there a way to help Yang Xiaorou?

nSpeaking of which, Qin Yiyi had a way to cure mild autism.

nBut Yang Xiarou was obviously avoiding it.

nIf she forced herself into her sea of consciousness..

nThe next moment, Qin Yiyi shook her head and decided against it. Yang Xiaorou wasn’t autistic. She was hiding herself.

nShe didn’t want to face this world!

n“Are you still thinking about Miss Yang?”

nQin Yiyi glanced at Shang Jingheng and nodded. “I’m wondering if I should use hypnosis on her.”

nThis was what Qin Yiyi had been hesitating about earlier.

nIf she used it, she would seal all of the little girl’s bad memories, leaving her only happy and peaceful.

nHowever, the result would be that once her memories were unsealed, if Yang Xiaorou couldn’t or wasn’t willing to face reality…

nThen she might completely collapse!

n“There’s no need for that.”

nShang Jingheng glanced at her and said calmly, “Let’s take a look at the situation again. I’ll let Yang Huaijun talk to you later.”

nThis way, if there was really something wrong, the Yang siblings would not blame Yiyi.

nAlthough he did not think that Yang Huaijun was such a person.

nHe still had to help this little girl think things through.

nQin Yiyi was stopped by Fang Jianwei at the door of her house.

n“Yiyi, wait a moment. I have something to say to you.”

nQin Yiyi turned around and glanced at him. “Uncle, aren’t you going in to talk?”

n“No, no, no. I’ll leave after I have a few words with you.”

nEver since Qin Yiyi forced him to go to the Changsheng family, and he personally witnessed Qin Yiyi’s methods of dealing with the entire Changsheng family…

nFang Jianwei didn’t dare to straighten his back in front of Qin Yiyi!

nHe spoke carefully and didn’t dare to breathe loudly.

nWas he afraid that if he accidentally angered Qin Yiyi, she would beat him up?!

n“Then tell me, Uncle.”

nQin Yiyi didn’t care about Fang Jianwei’s attitude.

nWhat she wanted was for him to stop scheming like a fool every day.

nAlthough she would definitely not be afraid now, even if Fang Jianwei and Qin Jiatong worked together, she would not use the word ‘afraid’.

nBut it was troublesome.

nLook at how good it was. It was fine as long as he was afraid!

n“T-that, this is the money you lent me last time. The police recovered a part of it and gave it to me…”

nFang Jianwei was afraid that Qin Yiyi would not believe him, so he quickly took out the receipt that the police asked him to type.

nHe handed a piece of paper to Qin Yiyi.

n“Take a look. It’s really like this.”

nQin Yiyi glanced at it and took the bank card that he handed over.

n“Uncle, is there anything else?”

n“It’s your sister. No, it’s Qin Jiatong. She came to me a few days ago and asked if I had contacted you recently. I was afraid that she had other bad intentions, so I ignored her. But Yiyi, you have to be careful. I’ve seen that girl clearly now. She’s a black-hearted person.”

nShe even schemed against his uncle.

nNot only did he lose all the money in his hands, she even wanted someone to beat him up?

nHow hateful!

n…

n“How hateful. She actually escaped another calamity.”

nAlthough Qin Jiatong was so angry that she lost her mind and scolded Fang Jianwei, in the end, she was still bailed out by the Qin family paying a huge bail.

n…

nFang Jianwei was so angry that his teeth were itching. He had always thought that he would let this girl stay in there for a few more years.

n“Uncle hates her that much?”

nQin Yiyi glanced at Fang Jianwei with a faint smile, “Why do I remember that uncle liked her the most in the past? You kept saying that she was the one you were proud of, and that I, a scumbag, was the existence that you didn’t want to put in your eyes…”

n“Ahem, isn’t she young and insensible? Yiyi, why are you still digging up your uncle’s past?”

n“She’s young. I remember that my uncle said that two years ago, right?”

nYoung, very young!

nFang Jianwei chuckled and scratched his head as he looked at Qin Yiyi.

n“Anyway, you should be careful of her in the future. If there’s anything, give me a call. I’m leaving.”

nQin Yiyi stopped Fang Jianwei when he turned around.

n“We’re already at the door. Why are you leaving? Let’s go back and see Grandma and Grandpa together.”

nShe looked at Fang Jianwei, who had a troubled expression on his face, and her voice was slightly cold.

n“I’m telling you, no matter how you treat me, it’s fine. Because I’m not someone you have to treat well. And you, I’m also not someone who has to give in to you or help you. But Grandma and Grandpa have spent most of their lives for you. Don’t you remember that Grandma dotes on you the most?”

nWhen Qin Yiyi said this, she looked at Fang Jianwei with a sharp gaze.

n“If you dare to be unfilial to Grandma and Grandpa, be careful that I break your legs!”

nHer sharp gaze swept across Fang Jianwei.

nIt made his whole body shiver.

nWhoosh.

nWithout thinking, he reached out his hand and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with all his strength. His voice was hoarse.

n“How can you say that? Those are my parents. How can I not treat them well?”

nHe could be bad to anyone, but he couldn’t be bad to his own parents.

n“That’s good. Let’s go. Let’s go home together for dinner. Grandma probably misses you too.”

nFang Jianwei was about to say that he didn’t want to go.

nWhen he thought of Qin Yiyi’s performance at the Changsheng family that night, he felt a chill run down his spine.

nWhat if this girl gave him a beating?

nHe didn’t dare to provoke her!

nWhen Qin Yiyi opened the door, Grandma Fang was already looking over with a smile.

n“Yiyi is back. It seems that you’re a little late today?”

nIt was indeed late.

nShe had been talking to Fang Jianwei downstairs for a long time.

nQin Yiyi put her schoolbag on the cabinet at the side and bent down to change her shoes, exposing Fang Jianwei behind him.

nGrandma Fang exclaimed.

n“Why is Xiaowei back? Aiyo, I haven’t cooked any rice for him. Wait here. I’ll get your Grandpa to add another bowl of rice.”

n“Thank you, Mom.”

nFang Jianwei felt his nose turn sour when he saw his mother running into the kitchen happily.

nQin Yiyi glanced at him.

n“What, do you feel sorry for Grandma now?”

nShe raised her hand and pointed at Granny Fang, who was walking over with a smile on her face. She lowered her voice, “Do you see Granny’s white hair? Do you see the way she walks? Her white hair is because of you. She accidentally fell while walking a few days ago, and she hasn’t recovered for the past few days… She’s already so old, and you’re already dozens of years old as a son. You don’t need to say that you would be filial to your parents, and with me around, Grandpa and Grandma don’t need you to do anything. But can you clear up your own matters?”

n“Doesn’t it feel good to be a good, down-to-earth son to the old folks?”

nIf it were any other time, Fang Jianwei would never be reprimanded like this.

nHe would have probably jumped up early.

nBut now…

nHe wouldn’t dare!

nHe scratched his head. “Well, I’ve been looking for work lately.”

nHe was the only one who had been out of work!

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