The man in the wheelchair looked at me sarcastically and said, "Besides, it's not like you don't have any relatives in Zhongzhou. Can't your sister and your mother find you a place to stay?"
"What do you mean?" I said with a sullen face, not even bothering to smile politely.
As soon as the other party entered the door, he showed an arrogant attitude. He first scolded Jingyue, then turned around and started to lecture me again.
What's the point of playing the piano to a cow?
Bad words and low quality.
No matter how good my temper was, it was completely consumed by him.
Lingxi was injured because of me, and I blamed myself so much that I wished I could suffer all the pain for her.
He announced his family name and said he was Lingxi's brother.
Well, I can understand his concern for his sister as an elder brother.
But what does all this have to do with my mother?
Since he can find out my identity, he must know about my mother and me.
At this moment, he deliberately reminded me in front of me that this was no longer a superficial reprimand, but a humiliation.
He humiliated my mother and ran away with Chen Xuanjun and ignored me.
It humiliates me and I don’t even have a place to stay except living at Lingxi’s house.
More importantly, he wanted to drive me out of the villa, both inside and outside his words.
I'm not sure whether his brother and Lingxi are blood relatives, or whether they are related in some other way.
After all, Lingxi has never mentioned her family since I came here.
Not a single word was mentioned.
Su Tongyuan never told me about it.
I want to respect him, treat him as a guest, and greet him with a smile no matter what happens.
This is the way of hospitality in our hometown.
But he was so shameless, which aroused the unbearable "bottom line" in my heart.
So I got angry and responded unceremoniously: "My master didn't even drive me away, so who do you think you are?"
The man in the wheelchair poured the tea on the ground, held the empty cup and said calmly: "I am Lingxi's brother, my biological brother."
"I don't allow anyone to harm Lingxi."
"I don't care whose brother or son you are, I just want to tell you, go back to Taoshan Village as soon as possible."
"Don't force me..."
The man in the wheelchair said sharply from the corner of his eye: "Don't force me to torture you to death."
I was stared at by the other party's cold and vicious eyes, and I subconsciously stepped back.
I don't know why, but in his eyes, I really saw bones.
He is no longer a cripple sitting in a wheelchair, but has become a tiger descending from the mountain.
Unstoppable and bloodthirsty.
"Have you said enough?" Lingxi stood up with a tired look and said stiffly: "Ye Qianshan, please make it clear that since I joined Kunlun when I was five years old, I have nothing to do with the Ye family anymore."
"Your surname is Ye, and my surname is Ling."
"I have only one master, and that is Master Kunlun."
"Suning is my apprentice. I might as well tell you the truth. If anything happens to him in Zhongzhou, as long as I find out that it is related to the Ye family."
"I will kill you with my own hands."
Lingxi said solemnly: "Don't think I'm joking."
The man in the wheelchair stared at Lingxi closely and said nothing for a long time, as if he was pondering the deeper meaning revealed in Lingxi's words.
The tattooed woman said sarcastically: "To kill my brother for an outsider, eldest lady, even if your surname is no longer Ye, you are still the blood of the Ye family."
Lingxi said indifferently: "Are you challenging my patience?"
The tattooed woman fearlessly said: "I just feel worthless for Qianshan."
"What happened back then, it was my fault, what did it have to do with Qianshan?"
"It is understandable and natural that you resent the Ye family as a mother and the family head."
"But Qianshan, he is as innocent as you. Why do you blame him?"
"Just because you went to Kunlun, became a disciple of Kunlun, and seemingly cut off your relationship with the Ye family. Qianshan stayed in the Ye family to inherit the family business, so you think he is a coward and is not worthy of being your brother?"
The tattooed woman said sadly: "Do you know Qianshan's pain over the years? His plans? His patience? His longing and love for you?"
"Shut up." The man in the wheelchair suddenly spoke out in deep thought, and said angrily: "This is a family matter of the Ye family."
The tattooed woman said stubbornly: "Why do you want me to shut up? She doesn't appreciate what you have done for her at all, and she doesn't care at all."
"So what?" The man in the wheelchair excitedly knocked on the water glass in his hand and said with a sad smile: "This is what the Ye family owes her."
"Xixi, I have no other reason to come here today. It's Chinese New Year and I just want to come and see you."
"No matter how you think of me, you are still my sister, the Ye Lingxi who followed me with a snot in her nose and asked for sweets when she was a child."
"Mom is gone, and I only have you as my only relative."
"I promised mom that I would take good care of you."
"Maybe the way I take care of you is wrong and makes you feel bored."
"But you believe me, as long as I am still alive, no one can touch you."
