Green tea was read, the villain's family begged me to be happy

When Marquis Zhongyi saw Jiang Chengli's resolute suicide move, he was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Jiang Chengli was determined to die and there was no time to stop him.

He almost watched his son put the knife blade on his neck with his own eyes, and blood was about to spurt out in the next second.

However, the imagined scene of blood spurting did not appear. Instead, a bolt of lightning struck the knife, causing it to break into several pieces that scattered on the ground.

Jiang Chengli was breathing heavily. He looked at the debris on the ground and let out a low growl.

"Brother Dazhuang, Brother Dazhuang, what's wrong with you?" Xing Xiaoya called out hurriedly, and the door was pushed open.

"Third brother, third brother! What are you doing?" Marquis Zhongyi came to his senses and immediately rushed forward to grab him.

But Jiang Chengli didn't let him get close at all. He took two steps back and shouted in a low voice: "Leave here immediately, immediately!"

He shouted this sentence almost at the top of his lungs. Originally, Marquis Zhongyi wanted to see what Xing Xiaoya looked like. Since she allowed his son to go to Beijing but did not return home, it was obvious that she was fascinated by her.

But now seeing Jiang Chengli showing this expression, he did not hesitate and turned around and disappeared into the night.

Jiang Chengli heaved a sigh of relief only after watching the figure of Marquis Zhongyi disappear. He felt his legs go weak and he staggered and almost fell.

He obviously didn't do any hard work, but at this moment he was sweating profusely and his hair was wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water. It was obvious that he was too nervous.

He clenched his fists, but felt nothing, as if all the sense of touch in his body had disappeared.

"Brother Dazhuang, Brother Dazhuang, what happened to you? Who was that person just now? I only saw a dark shadow. Are you hurt?" Xing Xiaoya ran over with her skirt lifted up, stumbling all the way, like a frightened bird.

Normally at times like this, Jiang Chengli would comfort her. After all, she was so worried about him, he should be touched.

But now, Xing Xiaoya wanted to reach out to help him, but the man took two steps back and directly avoided her touch. Even when he raised his head and looked at her, there was undisguised hatred and disgust in his eyes.

"Brother Dazhuang, what's wrong with you? Who was that man just now? Do you know him? I seemed to hear you calling him dad, is he your family member--" Xing Xiaoya looked at him timidly. She was obviously afraid of the gloomy and murderous aura around him, but she refused to leave and stood there stubbornly.

Jiang Chengli was actually still in a state of fear. Throughout his reincarnations, he had witnessed too many times that the father and son had fallen out and fought over Xing Xiaoya, so he always hoped that Xing Xiaoya would meet them later.

When Xing Xiaoya pushed the door open just now, his heart was in his throat, and the previous scenes replayed in his mind, all of which were about Marquis Zhongyi looking at Xing Xiaoya differently.

No matter where they met, they always ended up in the same place, so they were still in a dazed state.

At first, he had no reaction to Xing Xiaoya's words, but when she started to mention her family frequently, it touched Jiang Chengli's sensitive nerves. Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and gently exerted force, and broke Xing Xiaoya's neck.

The sky was dark and the earth was gloomy. He waited calmly. He didn't know how long it had been. When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the yard. Xing Xiaoya staggered towards him, holding up her skirt.

"Brother Dazhuang, Brother Dazhuang, what happened to you? Who was that person just now? I only saw a black shadow. Are you hurt?" The exact same words came out of her mouth for the second time, but she was completely unaware.

He was the only one who knew all this. Jiang Chengli was crying and laughing like a madman.

There must be an invisible hand behind this world controlling everything. Perhaps he got into trouble too many times, and like a stubborn donkey, he kept committing suicide or killing Xing Xiaoya when he was rescued by Xing Xiaoya, and was not willing to move the plot forward at all.

Therefore, whenever he does this again from now on, he will either be stopped in time, or if he cannot be saved in time, then the story will continue from the point before his death, and will not go back to the beginning.

His nightmare never ends and never ends.

"I'm fine. The spy just now went to the wrong place and wanted to kill other people, but I drove them away." Jiang Chengli waved his hand.

He didn't want to pay attention to her, but if he didn't answer, Xing Xiaoya would keep asking until she got tired of it, and his body would seem to be controlled by an unknown thing.

It would be better for him to just say a few words and send the person away.

"Brother Dazhuang, are you hiding something from me? I just heard you calling me dad, and your tone was very anxious." Xing Xiaoya didn't believe it and continued to ask with her head tilted.

"My memory seems to have recovered a little. I just saw that the spy looked a bit like him, so I called out to him. Later I realized I had made a mistake."

After so many reincarnations, a person who was not good at speaking and had a bad tongue had become one who could tell lies fluently and could make up excuses without even frowning.

Xing Xiaoya was immediately distracted when she heard this, and she became delighted: "Have you recovered your memory? What did you remember? Do you remember where you lived? Whether it's a brick house or a thatched house, I want to move there as soon as possible. Most of the people living on this Wutong Street are mistresses or people with dirty backgrounds. It's really unacceptable to live there anymore."

Jiang Chengli brought her here, using the excuse that the rent was cheap and the place was quiet. In fact, every household here kept their doors closed and attached great importance to privacy. If he didn't let Xing Xiaoya go out, it would be difficult for her to run into the Jiang family, thus delaying the time of meeting them.

Hearing what she said, Jiang Chengli clenched his fists and began to want to kill someone again.

But what's the point of killing her? Asking her to ask the question again is a complete waste of time.

"The person who came was scared away by you. The memory that was about to come out of me disappeared again. I can't remember it at all." Jiang Chengli stretched out his hand and slapped his head hard. The dull sound of the slap made people tremble in their hearts. It was obvious that he used all his strength.

Xing Xiaoya was frightened by him again and hurriedly stopped him. He was hitting her head as if it were a watermelon. She was really afraid that she would not be able to control her strength and smash her head.

"Brother Dazhuang, please stop taking pictures. It's all my fault. Next time you don't let me out, I will stay in the house. Have you found the jade pendant? It is the only thing that can prove your identity!" Xing Xiaoya quickly apologized and asked about the jade pendant.

After being reborn for a long time, Jiang Chengli learned everything on his own when dealing with Xing Xiaoya. The honest man who used to be straightforward turned into a scheming man who could sell tea.

Although such small details have no effect on the plot, being able to find fault with Xing Xiaoya is a kind of pitiful self-satisfaction.

"I haven't found it yet. It's lost. We'll find it eventually." He said indifferently.

He had already crushed the jade pendant, hoping that he would never find the Jiang family.