The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

Shang Yang sat opposite the third master, picked up the cup of black tea and took a sip. The rich tea aroma lingered with the fragrance of citrus.

"I asked you to come back because I have something to tell you." The third master looked at Shang Yang with a smile: "I never told you before because you were young. In fact, you have a sister."

When Shang Yang heard the third master's words, he only raised his head and glanced at him.

The third master didn't see the expression he wanted from Shang Yang's face, so he raised his hand and scratched his bald head: "So! Your lack of emotions is really a serious illness! It needs to be cured!"

"So?" Shang Yang put down the teacup and looked at Third Master: "What does Third Master want me to do?"

"I want you to be cured!" Third Master clicked his tongue: "I will surprise you and you will have an ice face. If I scare you, you will still have an ice face. No matter what I tell you, you will still have an ice face. It’s really…tsk!”

When Shang Yang heard the third master's words, he curved his lips and showed his standard smile: "What about this?"

"It's a bit fake, but it looks more pleasing to the eye." The third master sighed: "Otherwise, I think that person is a lunatic. A good little girl must have ended up like this."

"The third master said that the man was a madman, isn't it a bit unfair?" Shang Yang looked at the third master: "After all, after the man died, wouldn't the third master continue to study it?"

Shang Yang had discovered earlier that Mr. San had been engaged in research on a certain drug.

It wasn't until she came to Xicheng this time and went to that mental hospital that some memories from the past vaguely appeared in her mind again.

The research done in the underground laboratory of the mental hospital was exactly the same as the research done by the lunatic on her and the little sheep.

"How can it be the same?" The third master shook his head: "That lunatic wants to resurrect his granddaughter, while your godfather and I want to cure your illness. There is a big difference."

Shang Yang curled his lips. It was true that Master Jiu wanted to cure her disease.

But for the third master, this is just a condition for recruiting the ninth master.

Just talk about this kind of thing, I'm afraid the third master himself won't believe it.

Shang Yang was like a mirror in his heart, but he didn't bother to expose it. He just looked at the third master and said, "The third master called me back just to tell me this?"

"Absolutely." The third master looked at Shang Yang: "You have a sister, a cousin to be precise. She should be your only relative in this world. Don't you want to... do something?"

"Third Master should know that I have no emotions, let alone the motivation driven by emotions." The smile on Shang Yang's face did not change, but his indifferent eyes seemed to be talking about a pair of chopsticks and a bowl: "For me , whether you have relatives or not, whether you are your only relative... doesn't matter."

"Hey..." The third master scratched his bald head in frustration upon hearing this.

If this were a normal person, there would be no need for him to waste so much lip service.

It just so happens that this person is Shang Yang, a person with emotional problems.

It's easier to talk to a madman than to Shang Yang.

"Third Master, if nothing happens, I'll leave first." Shang Yang stood up.

"What if... I tell you, only one of you two can survive?" The third master lowered his hand scratching his bald head: "Are you a little more interested?"

"Why are you interested?" Shang Yang looked at the Third Master calmly: "Since we can only live one, isn't it enough to kill her? Does the Third Master want me to do it myself?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that." Third Master quickly stopped: "I'm just assuming, just assuming, a joke, do you understand the joke? Okay... you don't understand."

The third master was pacing back and forth. Shang Yang was really a man who couldn't get enough of anything.

angry!

Looking at the third master, Shang Yang's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.

Absolutely, the third master cannot be allowed to know that Bai Xinyu is the sister she holds dear to her heart.

Otherwise, Bai Xinyu's situation will only be a hundred times more dangerous than it is now...

"Third Master, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."

"I haven't finished talking yet! Where are you going?" Third Master frowned.

"Go back to the laboratory." Shang Yang looked at Third Master: "I have been away from the laboratory for a long time, and I am worried about Nine Masters' situation."

"You still know how to worry about him?" The third master sneered: "I thought you didn't know anything, but you still worried about your godfather? I thought there was no one else in the world you cared about!"

"Master Jiu is naturally different from other people in this world." Shang Yang lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking about the relationship between Master Jiu and himself, and then raised his eyes and said seriously: "Master Jiu is Master Jiu."

As soon as he entered the door, Master Jiu heard this sentence, and his heart was immediately filled with emotion: "Xiao Jiu'er..."

Look! This is his Xiao Jiu'er. Even if he has no emotions, he will still take his godfather into his heart and feel that he is always different from others!

"Why are you here?" Shang Yang was a little surprised when he saw Master Jiu's sudden appearance.

Master Jiu has always been a workaholic. Once he is obsessed with research, he will not even take care of three meals.

He's not staying in the laboratory right now, so what is he doing here?

"How would I know that Xiao Jiu'er is so good if I don't come here!" Master Jiu raised his hand and patted Shang Yang's head: "What a good boy! My Xiao Jiu'er is such a good boy!"

"Tsk." The third master tutted when he saw this: "Forget it, let's go."

"You are..." Master Jiu looked at Third Master, his eyes moved from Third Master's face to his bald head: "Ah... it's you."

"..." The corners of Third Master's mouth twitched. This face-blind person wouldn't be able to recognize who he is without looking at his bald head, right? After all, we have known each other for so many years, how about this?

"Xiao Jiu'er, let's go have lunch together." Jiu Ye took Shang Yang out with a bright smile on his face, looking like he had been healed.

Shang Yang followed him out and kept talking to each other. He only looked back at the third master when he turned the corner, his eyes darkening.

The third master deliberately concealed the fact that he had a younger sister, just because he was young?

Shang Yang didn't believe it.

There must be something else going on here.

After taking Shang Yang into the car, Master Jiu asked, "Xiao Jiu'er, why are you here?"

He thought Shang Yang was going to find the free-loading wild boar man, but in the end he came back here.

"Third Master said he wanted to tell me something." Shang Yang looked at Jiu Ye: "He said I have a younger sister."

"This is about it." Master Jiu said in a casual tone, "I remember your name is... Shang Wei... right?"

"It's not her." Shang Yang shook his head: "There was someone else, but I didn't ask any more questions. The third master seemed to be very concerned about my reaction."

"That's right, you didn't ask." Master Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "That old bald man is always good at scheming, so he's right to be on guard. If you want to know, let Linglong go check it out."

"No, I don't want to know." Shang Yang turned his head to the window and said calmly: "I'm not interested in sister or anything."