Help, I've become a paper man

Yan Zhichun's scolding was so eloquent and refreshing that Song Yi was stunned.

He couldn't help but put down the dumbbells, turned his head and looked at the other person. Just as he was about to refute, the man said:

"Will you still take a rest at that time? And will you leave your work to others and let other Stardusts protect my brother for you?"

"Hiss..." Song Yi took a breath and couldn't help but reply: "Wait, who will replace me? Are you talking about that caring little secretary, classmate An Xiaochun?"

As he spoke, he became more tempered, and his next words sounded more like a tease than a rebuttal.

"I admit that before this, I secretly invested in your relationship, but no matter what, it did not include sacrificing my wife."

"Given your level of brother complex, you shouldn't be jealous of this, right? Shouldn't you trust Lord Yan Changyue in all aspects? To every degree..."

When Yan Zhichun heard this, his emotions were not calmed down, but became even more irritable, and he immediately retorted:

"You're talking weirdly. Don't change the point. I don't know what you want to say, but it doesn't matter. I don't care."

"The point is, your current abilities are too poor. You dare to die so easily in the midst of a disaster!"

"You didn't take your responsibilities seriously at all. You can't protect my brother in this situation!"

When Yan Zhichun said this, Song Yi finally understood. The point of this person's confession was not what he cared about. It turned out that there was someone else who was jealous...

"I can do it, I can do it, I can do it! I don't need any other stardust!" Song Yi immediately refuted, and then asked:

"How long is it until he sets off?"

Yan Zhichun did not answer, but stared at him and shook his head, looking as if he hated him for not fighting, and continued:

"Why not? You are too inexperienced. You are the only one around my brother, so your ability should be at least better than Yun Su's."

"No, even if you can find a way, my brother should have more stardust to protect him and clear the way for him."

The more Yan Zhichun spoke, the more certain he became. The more Song Yi listened, the more confused he became. When he couldn't help but speak, his voice unconsciously lowered a degree, but he still asked:

"You don't have enough preparation ability, so you make up for it with numbers? Why do you need more stardust?"

It sounds like a selection of concubines. Our pure love market is not suitable for this kind of script.

Song Yi didn't say the second half of the sentence. It was the complaint in his heart. In this situation, he almost shouted, "Come here, Master."

Yan Zhichun answered confidently: "My brother deserves all the good things."

What a brother-con in the world! Song Yi was speechless, but other information slowly surfaced during the conversation.

For example, his daily food. In this case, what else is there to not understand?

His previous guess was half right and half wrong. It was not that Yan Changyue was angry, but that someone was secretly doing something wrong.

Song Yi raised his hand and said, "Please, God, distinguish between loyalty and treachery! My Lord, I am really wronged. If I can leave here, if I can change my diet, my recovery speed will be faster than it is now!"

Yan Zhichun blinked, and his lips, which had just opened, closed again. He was about to curse but stopped himself and talked about another thing.

"Forget it. We are both at fault for the current situation. Let's take half and half. Now that we have something else to do, you can leave here."

Yan Zhichun didn't say the reason or where he was going. While he was speaking, the young master turned around and walked outside.

The only thing left in Song Yi's mind was "I can finally leave". He saw the back with his naked eyes and his legs had already moved smoothly, immediately following the other person's footsteps.

After walking a few meters and stepping onto the stairs, fresh air rushed in and filled his nose. He took two deep breaths and couldn't help asking:

"How's it going out there? Is there still a cafeteria? Has the chef been changed?"

Song Yi's three consecutive questions made Yan Zhichun silent for two seconds before he gave a simple answer, which was nothing more than "It's okay, there are still some, and I haven't changed it."

Just as he finished speaking, the taste torture he had suffered in the past few days came to his mind again.

It was clearly only a short distance away, and what he needed was clearly not far away, so why did he have to suffer so much...

No matter how strong Song Yi was, his eyes were filled with tears when he looked at Yan Zhichun.

What a hateful person! Not only did he not feel guilty, but he also turned his head and looked at me after feeling my gaze, and then he opened his mouth and said "no future".

Even though the ending tone rose, it was pure cursing, and you could tell from the sound...

Yan Zhichun not only reacted, but also felt clearly guilty.

After hearing this, Song Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling like he had a naughty child at home. He couldn't help but ask:

"Yes, I am very fragile. If I am wronged, I will complain to Lord Yan. Does your brother know what you have done?"

Yan Zhichun did not answer. In the silence, he suddenly quickened his pace and advanced several hundred meters at a speed close to running.

Song Yi's eyes moved from this man to the rebuilt camp, and then he heard a faint voice saying softly:

"It's none of your business. My brother must know what I did!"

His voice was small and his tone was stubborn, and in Song Yi's mind, the association between him and "naughty kid" became even stronger.

It was at this time that Song Yi vaguely remembered that if it were a peaceful era, the age of the person in front of him should not be too old...

"Well, you are right. Lord Yan knows about your affairs and takes them to heart." Song Yi echoed and asked again:

"Let's get back to the previous topic. Where are we going now? You just said that Yan Changyue was going to a new purgatory. What's going on?"

After Song Yi finished speaking, he saw a smile on Yan Zhichun's face again. Not only was she successfully appeased by his words, she also looked a little proud.

He added: "I now know the information in advance, and I have decided what to say to Yan Changyue when I meet him later. Can you understand, little friend Yan Zhichun?"

If Yan Zhichun listened to the advice, he would no longer be a member of the Yan family. When he heard this, he sneered, as if he didn't take Song Yi's threat seriously at all.

It has to be said that this kind of performance made Song Yi believe it a little bit. He even couldn't help thinking that it was normal that he couldn't scare Yan Changyue in this kind of matter.

After all, the person in front of him, even if he was a little childish, was still Yan Changyue's younger brother, so...

"What's the big deal? Don't you trust my brother? He has already made the decision, but you are still asking questions!"

Yan Zhichun responded at this time, and the rising melody skillfully suppressed his guilty conscience, and continued:

"It's a very simple situation. Purgatory appears everywhere, and my brother is a good man. He is worried about other places and the situation of those humans."

"During the time you were recovering, we received a letter for help. After some investigation, we confirmed that the situation was true."

"My brother decided to take people to another area to help everyone who is suffering and solve the problem of Purgatory together."