Chapter 109 Favoritism towards daughter, inheritance to son

Chapter 109 Favoritism towards daughter, inheritance to son

The dog-headed man was agile and stepped onto the balcony railing.

However, his cool demeanor only lasted three seconds.

My body swayed suddenly, as if I had lost my footing, and I almost fell headfirst from the third floor.

With an extremely awkward posture, he suddenly leaped onto the terrace.

With his feet firmly planted on the flat floor, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

It's stable and very safe.

However, his safety did not last even a second.

Fu Xiaoting reacted extremely quickly. Almost the instant the kobold landed, he drew a gun from his waist and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded particularly jarring in the quiet afternoon.

Yunyang quickly turned around, trying to protect Xiaoxin behind her.

But when I turned around, there was nothing there.

The little guy who was clinging tightly to Fu Xiaoting's leg just moments ago has vanished without a trace.

That kid runs faster than a rabbit!

Then look at the dog-headed man; there's a dark hole in his shirt, from which a wisp of smoke is rising.

But he himself remained standing still, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Yang quickly shrank behind Fu Xiaoting, only peeking out half her head, nervously staring at the uninvited guest.

[This bulletproof vest is of incredibly high quality!]

[Such good stuff, how come Brother Ji doesn't have a single one?]

Is the boss just too stingy?

Fu Xiaoting: "..."

His finger pulled the trigger again, this time aimed at the kobold's head.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out.

The bullet struck the mask precisely in the center.

However, that comical dog-head mask, made of some kind of high-tech material, didn't even have a single scratch.

The bullet bounced off as if it had hit a steel plate.

The kobold seemed a little stunned by this, and finally spoke.

"Don't……"

He only said one word before stopping.

Seeing his dawdling, Fu Xiaoting lost his patience and fired a few more shots.

All the bullets hit the opponent's forehead, producing several dull thuds.

The kobold was so shocked that it staggered back two steps, and its voice, which had been hidden behind the mask, finally came out again, now much louder.

"shock……"

Fu Xiaoting was completely stunned.

What's up with this guy?

Are they chanting some kind of incantation, preparing to perform a ritual on the spot?

Oh dear, I haven't had a chance to tell you yet...

Yunyang's heartfelt words rang out at just the right moment.

This guy talks like that, like he's constipated, just sputtering out one or two words at a time.

Just then, the dog-headed man seemed to have finally unlocked his full potential, uttering several words in one breath.

"...It's giving me a headache!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his dog-head mask, his tone filled with helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to transform into a different person, his speaking speed instantly returning to normal, and he said in a clear yet helpless tone, "Mr. Fu, do you have time for an interview now?"

Fu Xiaoting: "!?"

He really wanted to complain to Yunyang, "Could this guy's surname be Weng?"

If you can't even speak properly, what's the point of an interview?

Just then, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from downstairs.

The bodyguards inside the villa surrounded the man on the terrace from all sides, their dark gun barrels pointed at the kobold from every corner downstairs.

The building was instantly surrounded by a huge crowd.

Hamburger glanced around at the scene, seemingly unconcerned, and then looked at Fu Xiaoting, beginning his constipated-like questioning again.

"You want..."

He paused again.

Yun Yang couldn't stand it anymore and finished speaking for him.

"Arrest you!"

Hamburg seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, he actually nodded seriously.

This time, it was Fu Xiaoting and Yun Yang's turn to be stunned.

So you're just going to surrender like this?

...

As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire villa in a warm golden light.

A small barbecue grill was set up on the terrace outside Giuchiro's ward.

Although Brother Ji is still unconscious and can't eat, letting him smell the aroma of home cooking might stimulate his will to live.

"Sizzle—"

Slices of marinated pork belly are placed on a baking tray, where the rich fat melts rapidly under the high temperature, emitting an enticing sizzle.

The aroma of meat mingled with the sweet scent of the sauce, instantly filling the air.

Yunyang recently learned a trick online: use paper-thin apple slices instead of traditional lettuce.

She picked up a piece of pork belly, roasted to a golden brown with slightly curled edges, and placed it on a slice of cool, crisp apple.

The sweet aroma of apples perfectly balances the greasiness of the grilled meat. When you bite into it, you first hear the crisp "crunch" of the apple slice, followed by the caramelized and tender grilled meat.

The sweetness of the fruit juice and the savory aroma of the meat gravy intertwine and collide in the mouth, creating an indescribable and wonderful taste.

Just as Yunyang was enjoying the delicious food, a bodyguard quickly approached and respectfully reported, "Sir, although we didn't remove Hamburger's mask, he confessed everything."

He said he was sent by Su Linzhou.

"The purpose is to kidnap Butler Yun to threaten you into releasing Miss Shen, the young master, and the madam."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Mingyue, who was elegantly slicing the roasted meat with a knife, suddenly raised her head.

Her bright face carried an undisguised hint of mockery.

"Are you sick? It's not like I've been kidnapped."

She raised her beautiful eyes, looked directly at Fu Xiaoting, and said defiantly, "Dumb guy, if I want to leave now, do you dare to stop me?"

Fu Xiaoting seemed not to hear her words, and just kept eating without saying a word, his movements were as fast as if he were on double speed.

Shen Mingyue pursed her lips and then began to complain to herself.

"Honestly, why haven't they come to pick up my aunt yet? My mom said my brother is back too, I haven't seen him for years."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yang asked curiously, "You have an older brother? I've never heard you mention him before."

"Hmm." Shen Mingyue nodded, her tone carrying a hint of indifference.

“He’s never been from the same world as me since he was little. He’s like a machine, all he does every day is study. He’s studying in the US now.”

She paused, a hint of smugness appearing on her face.

“I’m different. My dad said that girls don’t need to work so hard. They can do whatever they want and be happy.”

Yun Yang gave Shen Mingyue a deep look.

Isn't this the most classic excuse online?

He showered all his affection on his daughter and gave all his wealth and expectations to his son.

Raising a daughter into a princess who is out of touch with reality and has no survival skills completely deprives her of the possibility of becoming a queen.

It should have been obvious a long time ago.

If the Shen family truly cherished this daughter, why would they knowingly send her to Xiaoyuan Garden, knowing that Fu Xiaoting was a ruthless and dangerous man?

Yun Yang sighed inwardly, picked up a potsticker that was fried until golden brown and crispy, and put it into Shen Mingyue's bowl.

"With such a good chef like me here, even if you were asked to leave, would you be willing to go?"

Shen Mingyue picked up a potsticker, took a small, elegant bite, and her eyes lit up instantly.

She mumbled, "Of course! I can't take you with me, that's why I'm not leaving!"

Yun Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good.

Shen Mingyue absolutely cannot leave now.

She didn't know how far the Su and Shen families would go for profit, or whether they would really be so heartless as to abandon their own daughter.

But for Shen Mingyue right now, staying here is the safest option.

She looked up at the bodyguard who had come to deliver the message and said on behalf of Fu Xiaoting, "Keep an eye on Hamburg, don't let him get away."

If they can't even take off their masks, they're obviously not telling the truth.

"Dumb guy! You've eaten it all, what are we going to eat?!"

Xiaoxin's dissatisfied complaints interrupted Yunyang's thoughts.

"Sister, look at him!"

Xiao Xin worked quickly, scooping the last few slices of meat from the baking tray into Pan'er's bowl.

Pan'er looked helplessly at the mountain of meat piled up in her bowl, muttering softly, "I don't want to eat it, I don't want to eat it, give it to the master..."

Yunyang then realized that the baking pan, which had been full just moments before, was now almost empty.

Fu Xiaoting's eating speed was increasing at a visible rate, almost like a whirlwind.

Fortunately, Yun Yang was prepared in advance. She stuffed a piece of meat filled with Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers into Fu Xiaoting's mouth.

Fu Xiaoting's movements indeed stopped.

Yun Yang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed over the water.

Stop eating.

Keep drinking water, Xiaoting.

Otherwise, your intestines will be numb, and your farts will be electrified.

However, Fu Xiaoting did not take the glass of water, but swallowed the meat instead.

She swallowed it down so clean and fresh!

Yun Yang quickly gave the two bodyguards beside her a look, signaling them to pull Fu Xiaoting away.

The two bodyguards also looked troubled, but they still stepped forward, one on each side, trying to hold Fu Xiaoting's arms.

As a result, the moment their hands touched Fu Xiaoting, he reflexively elbowed them, forcing them to stagger backward.

The force was astonishing.

Seeing this, Yun Yang knew she couldn't wait any longer and had to take matters into her own hands.

She stood up from the chair.

As she moved, the bracelet on her wrist made a crisp, melodious sound.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Fu Xiaoting, who had been starving like a ghost just moments before, suddenly stopped moving.

He froze on the spot, staring blankly at the bracelet on Yun Yang's wrist.

Taking the opportunity, Yunyang stepped forward and gently pulled his arm.

This time, he didn't resist. Like an obedient big dog, he let Yunyang pull him up from his seat and lead him upstairs to his room.

Until only the two of them were left around.

Fu Xiaoting suddenly stopped.

He slowly lowered his head, his obsidian-like eyes fixed on Yun Yang's slender wrist.

"Can't you take your bracelet off?"