The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

After sending Yan Muhuai home, Ming Fei went back to the hotel.

When Ming Fei entered Rong Jin's room to report the situation, she was shocked, "Wow, Boss, your evil spirit dissipated very quickly this time. It's almost unrecognizable!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that." Logically speaking, his evil spirit was getting increasingly out of control, and the time it appeared should have become longer and longer, but this time it miraculously dissipated ahead of schedule.

Could it be that he was in a good mood because he met his master?

As he was thinking, Ming Fei told him about how she took Yan Muhuai to the hospital.

When she mentioned the place where Yan Muhuai knocked the bodyguard who was affected by the evil spirit stunned with his fingers, Rong Jin interrupted her.

"In other words, the bodyguard was originally in a crazy state, but after being hit by the master, he changed into another state?" After being affected by evil spirits, people with a lot of hostility will most likely become crazy, and some people will directly become stupid, but there has never been a case of switching between the two states midway.

After getting Ming Fei's affirmative answer, Rong Jin checked the time with her again and found that it was exactly the time when his evil spirit subsided.

"Master, can you really help me get rid of the evil spirit?" Rong Jin remembered that when he left Yan Muhuai, he didn't have this ability. Did his cultivation level improve later?

His voice was so low that Ming Fei couldn't hear clearly, "Boss, what did you say?"

"It has nothing to do with you, just continue talking." Rong Jin had no intention of explaining the things about the other world to Ming Fei.

Ming Fei didn't ask any more questions and excitedly told about his heroic performance in the ward.

"Before, when I was with you, I only used my hands but not my brain. This time, I finally used my new brain. The effect is pretty good, right?" Ming Fei was not calm at all in front of Rong Jin.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is the elite among elites, the assistant Ming who walks with the wind and has a strong aura. Only Rong Jin knows that she is just a gossipy and chattering girl.

"Use it more often to avoid it from rusting." Rong Jin said.

It’s hard to say about other people’s brains, but Ming Fei has an iron head and it will really rust.

Without hearing any ridicule, Ming Fei knew that Rong Jin was quite satisfied with her performance, and she became even happier.

"Oh, Boss, I heard something else in the hospital, but I didn't dare to ask Mr. Yan." Ming Fei said, "Mr. Yan's adoptive parents died in a car accident in Beijing a year ago. On the way back, I asked someone to check the matter, but I didn't find any relevant clues."

In today's society, the cleaner something is, the more problems it has. Although Ming Fei didn't find out anything, she felt that there were many suspicious points in this matter.

"Just because there are no clues in the capital doesn't mean there are none in Huaicheng." Rong Jin hit the nail on the head.

Ming Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh, right, how could I forget about this? I'll have someone check it out right away. It's getting late, boss, you should go to bed early."

Before leaving, she saw the live broadcast replay of "My Daily Life with Friends" on TV and mentioned it casually, "Mr. Yan said that he would occasionally broadcast live. I got his live broadcast platform and live broadcast room number, and I will send it to you later."

The next episode of the variety show will be aired in five days, and Ming Fei is afraid that her boss will mess up the live broadcast replay.

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On the other hand, Yan Ce, who had been living in Chen's house during Yan Muhuai's live broadcast, saw that he had finally finished the live broadcast, so he ran to pack up a bunch of delicious food to take home.

As soon as he saw his cousin, Yan Ce put down his things and hugged him, then took out the packed things one by one like presenting treasures.

"I know you didn't eat well during the live broadcast. These are your favorite foods. Eat more. You've been hungry these two days... You don't seem to have lost weight, and your complexion... doesn't seem as pale as before. But no matter what, we can't make ourselves suffer just because of recording the show!" Yan Ce originally wanted to imitate an adult and nag Yan Muhuai.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the things Yan Tangxue had nagged him about in the past didn't seem to apply anymore.

"Have you been keeping silent since I went to record the show?" Yan Muhuai asked while eating.

If Yan Ce continues like this, he will evolve into a chatterbox.

"I didn't talk much. I was typing away. I fought three hundred rounds of battles with those barrages that slandered you every day, and I lost every round." Yan Ce sat down dejectedly.

Yan Muhuai said, "I suffered from my lack of education."

Yan Ce: “…”

Speaking of this, the little yellow-haired boy diligently pushed all the food in front of Yan Muhuai, "Brother, I want to discuss something with you."

"Speak." Yan Muhuai ate seriously.

"I don't want to study anymore!" Yan Ce quickly explained his reasons before Yan Muhuai got angry. "Think about it, studying is for a better life in the future and to make more money, but I'm already rich now, so it won't make any difference if I don't study, right?"

Yan Muhuai slowly raised his head, his eyes calm, "I advise you not to think like that, it will affect your height."

Yan Ce, who was quite concerned about his height, was surprised and said, "Ah? Not studying will affect your height? I've never heard of that!"

"I will break your legs." Yan Muhuai said lightly.

After hearing this, Yan Ce's legs trembled and he suddenly felt a chill below his knees.

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the gate outside, easing Yan Ce's inner fear.

"Someone's coming so late? Brother, you eat, I'll go see who it is!" After Yan Ce said that, he rushed out.

There is a small street lamp at the entrance of the courtyard, but the light is very dim and you have to get closer to see who is coming.

"It's you? What's the matter? You can't beat my brother in the live game, so you want to have a real-life PK offline? I can handle you without my brother's help!" Although Yan Ce is now half a head shorter than Yan Xunyi who is outside the door, it does not stop the middle school boy from bragging.

Yan Xunyi didn't know Yan Ce and was annoyed by his impolite behavior. "Yan Muhuai asked me to come. Ask him to come and see me."

When Yan Ce was about to ignore him, he heard Yan Muhuai's voice coming from inside the house, "Yan Ce, let him in!"

"Hmph!" Yan Ce opened the wooden gate angrily, then turned and walked into the house, not caring whether Yan Xunyi followed him or not.

Entering the living room, Yan Muhuai was still leisurely eating supper. Yan Ce sat down in the seat where he had just sat. If it was someone else, Yan Ce would have poured the other person a glass of water, but this Yan Xunyi, after seeing him in the live broadcast, he felt that this person was extremely annoying and did not want to entertain him at all!

"My parents' spirit tablet is over there." Yan Muhuai said, then kicked Yan Ce, "Go get him a stick of incense."

Yan Ce looked up in shock, "Why? He and his uncle and aunt..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that Yan Xunyi was the person who had exchanged identities with Yan Muhuai and was his real cousin. He jumped up and stared at Yan Xunyi, carefully looking at his appearance.

In the live broadcast, Yan Xunyi had been targeting Yan Muhuai. He had never watched it carefully. Now with Yan Muhuai's hint, he found that Yan Xunyi did look a bit like his uncle, at least more like him than Yan Muhuai.

"It's you, you bastard! Your uncle and aunt had the car accident because they went to Beijing to see you. How dare you come here?" Yan Ce was furious and raised his fist to hit Yan Xunyi.

Yan Muhuai stood up at some point, and the moment Yan Ce made his move, he reached out and grabbed Yan Ce's fist.

"It is precisely because your uncle and aunt may have gone to the capital to look for him that I asked him to come and burn a stick of incense for the two elders." Yan Muhuai softened his voice and explained to Yan Ce.