Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

There wasn't even a dining table in the house. All the visible tables were piled with books, so the two had to squeeze into the kitchen to eat noodles.

Wen Can began to regret inviting Ye Kong to breakfast.

But when I picked up the noodles and took the first bite, the regret reached its peak.

"Don't eat it."

He stretched out his hand to grab the bowl from Ye Kong's hand, but the girl dodged him.

"Why? Do you think it tastes bad?" Ye Kong sucked on a noodle and curled his lips. "It's actually OK. At least the taste is good, but the texture is a bit bad."

She picked another piece of loofah to eat, and after swallowing it, she said, "I told you to turn off the fire. Are you afraid it won't be cooked?"

"..." Wen Can stopped talking and just focused on eating noodles.

Even when he was standing in such a crowded kitchen and eating a bowl of ordinary or even unpalatable noodles, his posture was still very nice, and one could tell at a glance that he had good upbringing and good manners.

Ye Kong was slurping the noodles with a sizzling sound, which made people very hungry just by listening to it. It made this bowl of unpalatable and limp noodles seem like an incredible street delicacy.

The two of them finished their unpalatable breakfast in the kitchen in such a down-to-earth manner. Ye Kong threw the dishes into the sink and said, "I don't know how to wash dishes."

She eats for free with a clear conscience.

Wen Can's mood, which had become somewhat bad because of this unpalatable meal, unconsciously recovered. Seeing the girl's somewhat vigilant look, he couldn't help but smile: "I won't let you wash it."

He said, "Go and have some rest."

"What's the point of taking a break just to eat a meal?"

Ye Kong said this and walked out of the kitchen. The sound of water was heard behind her. She returned to the living room with the sound of splashing water. Her fingers brushed across the pages of the books on the table. They were all professional books related to mathematics and computers, piled up in a mess with various draft papers.

She looked up at the location of the study and bedroom, and couldn't help but ask, "Can I just walk around?"

"Sure." The man replied from the kitchen.

She poked her head into the study.

Unlike the living room which had no electrical appliances, the walls here were covered with display screens. Ye Kong stopped in his tracks after just one look.

Because the display screen is full of surveillance.

Starting from the entrance of the community, there is a surveillance camera almost every few steps, extending all the way to the downstairs of the unit, the door of the room, and even the surrounding area of ​​the entire community, outside the climbable walls, are all covered with surveillance cameras.

Ye Kong looked at the screens silently, feeling a little strange in his heart.

She thought about how she had been walking on these screens since she entered the community, until she stopped in front of this door. The close-up of her not moving for a long time must have been captured in the surveillance video. She couldn't help but feel a little tingling.

Even the whole study room had gone from a moderate temperature to a little chilly.

"If you don't know, you might think he's a criminal or a pervert."

She muttered and walked in.

There were several tables in the study room. Behind the one used for work was an uncomfortable wooden chair. She looked at the books on the table and walked closer, then she saw the VR glasses pressed on the books at a glance.

It was exactly the same as what I saw in Wen Can’s office before.

Ye Kong paused, brushed his fingers across the glasses that were obviously worn out, and turned to look outside the door.

"I really don't know if it's hypnosis or self-abuse."

She said this, put down her glasses and walked out.

When she passed a bedroom, she stopped but didn't go in.

This is obviously not Wen Can's bedroom.

Because the interior is very feminine, with light colors, messy, but very warm.

Most importantly, Ye Kong saw all the works of the Undead Demon piled on the carpet in the corner at a glance, which was very similar to the scene Ye Kong had seen in the VR glasses before.

She even saw a familiar cover. It was the first edition of Flower of the Galaxy, published by Galaxy Publishing House. This publishing house went bankrupt a few years ago, and this version has long been out of print. It has been sold for over a thousand yuan per copy on a second-hand book website. Ye Kong had even seen sellers who listed the price as "9999 yuan" before, not for the purpose of actually selling it, but just to show off. As a result, the book was bought by someone with plenty of money, but the seller changed his mind. The seller and buyer quarreled online for a year because of this, and the incident even became a hot topic.

These are truly out-of-print old books that cannot be bought with any money, yet there are obviously duplicate complete sets of the works in this bedroom.

“He’s really a crazy fan.”

She couldn't help but murmur.

"Yeah, I really don't understand what there is to like."

A man's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Ye Kong: ...

Considering that he had eaten his breakfast, Ye Kong persuaded himself to endure it.

She turned to look at the other bedroom, only to find it filled with miscellaneous items, including an electronic piano, a drum set, various books, messy wooden tables and chairs, a huge telescope, and various math-related instruments.

There is no bed.

And you can tell at first glance that it is not for people to live in.

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment, and then he scanned the entire house before looking at Wen Can. He asked hesitantly, "You... don't have a bed, where do you sleep? You won't sleep on the floor, will you?"

"…I'm sleeping on the first floor, at my grandfather's house."

"Oh."

Ye Kong suddenly realized and went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

I took the pillow away and found another VR device underneath.

She paused, and Wen Can came over, took the things away and put them back in the study.

When Wen Can came back, Ye Kong touched his neck and asked him, "Is this... where your mother used to live?"

"No." Wen Can also sat down, "I just moved all her things here."

Ye Kong nodded slowly: "From... the Wen family?"

"Yes." Wen Can smiled.

"Do your father and the others agree?"

"They don't know." Wen Can said, "The Wen family has locked my mother's room until now, and only Wen Rong and I have the key."

"Aren't you afraid he'll find out?"

"So what if he finds out? Besides, he won't find out because he hasn't dared to step into that room until now."

At this point, Ye Kong felt that he shouldn't ask any more questions.

She looked at the blackboard opposite and asked, "So half of this blackboard was left by your mother?"

"Yes, I moved it from her study."

Ye Kong held his chin up and looked at the complicated formulas: "I don't understand any of them - but it seems that you have inherited your mother's talent for mathematics."

"I'm not as good as my mother." Wen Can said frankly, "My mother is a genius. Everything I have done so far is just to build a house on the foundation she left behind."

Facing Ye Kong's puzzled look, he pointed to the blackboard and said, "Xingfei's development of AI is based on my mother's ideas. If she were still alive, Xingfei would have become a pure technology company with countless patents, instead of being a loser like me, relying on games to support the laboratory."

"..."