Chapter 167 My sister is just biased.

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Chapter 167 My sister is just biased.

Fu Xiaoting slowly swallowed the pastry in his mouth and looked at Yun Yang with great interest.

"Then tell me, how do you want to cooperate?"

Yun Yang gave a professional and sincere smile.

"The premise of cooperation is that we are harmonious and peaceful."

"Of course, you're the boss, the leader."

She looked at him with sparkling eyes, feigning an expression of adoration.

“The hard and tiring work of following the plot will be left to me and Li Yuan. However, there are some important financial matters that require your decision.”

"We guarantee that we will give you a satisfactory result in the end, and it will never be like the original plot, where you lose all your wealth and are left all alone."

After hearing this, Fu Xiaoting snorted coldly.

Those scarlet eyes seemed to be able to see through all her little thoughts in an instant.

"That sounds very high-sounding."

He exposed her without any mercy.

"You just think I'm causing trouble and you're trying to steal my money, aren't you?"

Yun Yang's smile froze on her face.

It wasn't a scheme.

A villainous character like him.

Ultimately, everyone has to atone for their sins.

The seeds you sowed yourself.

Whose fault is it?

Fu Xiaoting leaned forward slightly, and a powerful sense of oppression instantly swept over him.

"I will do whatever I want."

"My life and my body are none of anyone else's business!"

His voice suddenly turned cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

The violent killing intent that had just dissipated was showing signs of reforming.

Yunyang quickly picked up the water glass on the table and handed it over with both hands.

"Oh dear, Mr. Fu, why are you angry again?"

"Come on, have some water."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, for the sake of the tofu."

Yun Yang's face was plastered with a fawning smile.

Fu Xiaoting glanced at her, did not take the water glass, but his expression softened slightly.

He had to admit that the tofu was indeed amazing.

Seeing this, Yun Yang pressed her advantage and continued to persuade him, "Mr. Fu, I completely agree with and respect your idea!"

"We are all independent individuals and should enjoy our own lives to the fullest! No one has the right to interfere!"

A familiar yet slightly excited voice echoed in her mind.

Sister, you're right!

It's Li Yuan, bubbling up.

"Thank you for your recognition, Xiaoting," she replied with a smile.

Fu Xiaoting Ben Ting: o ( ̄ヘ ̄o#)

Two divine metals!

"But!" Yun Yang looked into Fu Xiaoting's eyes and said in a heavy tone, "Isn't someone trying to interfere with your life?"

"Mr. Fu, think about it. You finally managed to take down the previous strategist, and what happened? The system dragged Li Yuan back here."

"Although there were some minor mistakes along the way, none of that matters!"

"The important thing is that the strategist is an inexhaustible resource!"

"Your life has been tripped up by these inexplicable people!"

"Once Li Yuan and I have dealt with the system and these players, you can continue to be the majestic head of the Fu family without any worries!"

"Don't worry, we will never covet your vast wealth. Just take out a tiny bit to help those people in the slums escape poverty."

"It can be considered as accumulating good karma."

Yun Yang finished speaking in one breath.

Suddenly, I fell into reflection.

The fact that someone as talented as her can't find a job in reality is definitely not her fault, but rather a reflection of the miserable state of the overall environment.

Fu Xiaoting listened quietly, a strange light flickering in his scarlet eyes.

He seemed to be seriously considering what she said.

Silence fell over the room for a moment.

After a while, Fu Xiaoting looked at Yun Yang, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

His deep voice carried a hint of amusement.

"How about we leave you here?"

"So, no more new players will come?"

What is it?

Yun Yang's mind went blank for a second.

Before she could react, Fu Xiaoting's expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped himself hard across the face!

The force was so great that it knocked his own face to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yuan's furious voice rang out.

He's gone mad! Sister, don't listen to his nonsense!

Yun Yang reacted instantly, her mind racing as she looked at Fu Xiaoting's reddened cheeks.

"Mr. Fu! You're confused!"

"You finally woke up and broke free from the shackles of the plot, so why do you want to get trapped in it again?"

"You'll know if you think about it for a moment!"

"Why are you, who used to like men, suddenly interested in me?"

"This must be controlled by the plot again!"

Yun Yang spoke with such sincerity, as if she were truly thinking of him.

Fu Xiaoting covered his face, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He stared intently at Yun Yang, practically spitting out a few words through gritted teeth.

Who told you I like men?

Yun Yang really didn't expect this.

"Oh? You don't like men?"

"My God! That's also system control!"

"Then we should cooperate even more!"

"What if the system catches a cockroach and makes it the female lead next time, and you fall in love with it too?"

If looks could kill, Yun Yang would have been doomed long ago.

However, just as Fu Xiaoting was burning with anger and about to explode...

Li Yuan started spamming the chat:

Hahahaha...

What to do? Add boric acid to the mashed potatoes.

Stir, stir!

Suddenly, the raging anger on Fu Xiaoting's face deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fu Xiaoting clutched his stomach and slowly began to laugh, his body trembling slightly from the laughter.

"Hahahahaha..."

He laughed for a while before straightening up, picking up the half-eaten pastry from the table, and taking a big bite.

"It smells so good."

Yun Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's gone?"

Fu Xiaoting slurred, "He fainted from shock!"

Yun Yang chuckled, her gaze falling on his red and swollen cheeks.

I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch it with my fingertips.

"Don't hit yourself anymore, it hurts too much."

Fu Xiaoting didn't care at all: "When Su Linzhou came, he hit me, so I should hit him back."

As if he had thought of something, he put down the pastry, pouted, and instantly switched to a pitiful mode.

"Sister, give me some warm air."

Yun Yang: "..."

With that kind of face-changing speed, it's a real shame she didn't study Sichuan Opera.

She scooped out two spoonfuls of steaming hot porridge from the lunchbox.

"Here you go."

"Use the steam from this to blow on your face; it has the same effect."

Fu Xiaoting: "..."

He pouted, but still obediently took the bowl.

I lowered my head and took a sip.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

Then his eyes lit up, and he quickly finished the bowl of porridge.

The next second, his expression fell, and his handsome face was filled with displeasure.

"My sister is just biased; she's never cooked me a fancy meal."

Yun Yang sighed, "You didn't say you wanted to eat these."

Fu Xiaoting muttered under his breath, "You never said you could do it."

"Sister, did you run a restaurant before you transmigrated here?"

When this was mentioned, Yun Yang's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"My family owned a restaurant when I was a child."

"My dad is a chef, and he taught me how to cook."

She paused, then added, "But it went bankrupt later."

Fu Xiaoting was taken aback: "How could a business go out of business when it makes food that delicious?"

Shouldn't they be making a fortune every day and opening stores all over the country?

Yun Yang lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow beneath them.

"My uncle is a gambler and owes a lot of money."

“When loan sharks came knocking, my mom acted as their guarantor.”

"In the end, we had no choice but to sell the restaurant at a discount to barely fill the hole."

Fu Xiaoting's playful expression gradually faded: "Your dad didn't break your uncle's legs?"

"It doesn't matter. Even if they continue to open shops and make money, they won't spend it on me," Yun Yang said indifferently.

For a moment, the air fell silent.

Fu Xiaoting looked at her quietly, his eyes filled with heartache...