Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âHmm? Canât continue? What does that mean?â
Ye Xingchen glanced at Mo Qi who was eating next to him. He raised his hand and patted the back of Mo Qiâs hand.
âEat less. Or you canât eat dinner later.â
Ye Xingchen didnât want Mo Qi to eat so much. After all, Qin Gongming looked amiable, but he didnât know who was behind the smile. This was food prepared by strangers, but Mo Qi kept eating. If these things were drugged, Ye Xingchen would lose a fighting force.
Qin Gongming didnât answer Ye Xingchenâs question. He only raised his hand, pulled up his sleeve, and looked at the watch on his wrist.
âYou guys wait here for a while. Iâll go to the kitchen to see if thereâs anything else. You guys can have a meal here before going back.â
Before Ye Xingchen could reply, Qin Gongming stood up and left.
Ye Xingchen felt a sense of uneasiness. Part of this uneasiness came from Qin Gongming.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Even if Qin Gongming had no internet and was hospitable, why would he invite a stranger into his house?
This wasnât just tea and snacks, they were even invited to eat dinner?
Ye Xingchen did not believe that such a big pie could fall from the sky. There would only be traps falling from the sky.
Although Ye Xingchen didnât lack food at all, it didnât mean that the others didnât lack food. He hadnât seen anyone since he came in. Ye Xingchen thought for a moment, then quietly put his hand in his pocket and took out the night-vision thermal glasses from the space.
As soon as he put it on, Ye Xingchen instantly sucked in a cold breath.
How was there no one here? There were people behind the wall!
This time, Ye Xingchenâs uneasiness increased. He had just gotten up and walked around, but he did not find anyone. These people must have hidden themselves very well. It seemed that they were still watching them.
âDonât eat anymore. Otherwise, I wonât give you any food when we go back.â
Ye Xingchen frowned, then knocked the half of the cookie Mo Qi was holding onto the table.
If Ye Xingchen was not wrong, the figure standing in the kitchen should be Qin Gongming. After all, he had gone in that direction just now.
Ye Xingchen made another bold guess. There must be something wrong with the food that Qin Gongming brought over just now. Perhaps he was looking at his watch just now to see when the drugs would take effect.
âDo you feel uncomfortable anywhere?â
Ye Xingchen frowned and asked Mo Qi quietly.
Ye Xingchen didnât touch the things that Qin Gongming brought over. He didnât even touch the cup of sweet black tea because he was afraid that Qin Gongming would tamper with the cup.
Zhao Hao only took a small sip, but Mo Qi was different.
They had been on the road for quite a long time. Mo Qi was dragged out by Ye Xingchen early in the morning without even having a few mouthfuls of breakfast. She was a growing child, and she was always greedy for snacks. Now that she saw the sweet black tea and butter cookies, she couldnât help it. Her whole cup of black tea was almost empty, and she ate more than ten butter cookies.
âNo, this cookie is really delicious. Does Sister Jiajia know how to make this? 1 want to eat more of it when 1 go back!â
Ye Xingchen felt that these things must have been drugged. As for what kind of medicine was used, he was not sure. He was also not sure when the medicine would take effect.
âBrother Zhao, are you thirsty? Drink some water if youâre thirsty.â
Ye Xingchen reached into his clothes and took out three mini bottles of mineral water, one for each person.
He was also a little thirsty and hungry, but he couldnât take out a table full of dishes here. Moreover, Ye Xingchenâs intuition told him that there might be a fight later.
Twenty minutes later, Mo Qi suddenly snorted.
âBrother Xingchen, Iâm suddenly so sleepyâ¦â
Ye Xingchen was originally a little annoyed from waiting, but Mo Qiâs words instantly made Ye Xingchenâs eyes light up.
âAre you sleepy? Are you feeling dizzy?â
âYes⦠I feel dizzy and want to sleep, but I clearly slept very well lastâ¦â
Before she could say the word ânight,â Mo Qi tilted her head and fell into Ye Xingchenâs arms.
âWhat happened to her?â
Before Zhao Hao could ask, Ye Xingchen reached out and grabbed his hand, signaling him not to speak. Then, he gave Zhao Hao a look.
âBrother Zhao, how are you? Are you dizzy too? Whatâs going on? I feel sleepy too.â
Zhao Hao was not a fool. He instantly understood what Ye Xingchen meant.
âI donât know. Me too. Whatâs going onâ¦â
Like dominoes, Mo Qi and Zhao Hao leaned into Ye Xingchenâs arms. Ye Xingchen closed his eyes and leaned his head on Zhao Haoâs head.
âHey, that was close. Fortunately, I drugged them enough!â
Qin Gongming watched Ye Xingchen and the other two fall one by one from afar. Only then did he walk out of the kitchen with his hand on his chest.
âAlright, come out!â
Ye Xingchen quietly opened his eyes a little. Fortunately, there was a layer of film on the outside of his night-vision heat-sensing glasses, so he opened his eyes a little without being noticed.
The people who were behind the wall just now walked out one after another.
âI havenât had meat for a long time. Finally, some goods have arrived! Haha, Uncle Mo, youâre really capable!â
Ye Xingchenâs ears almost perked up when he heard them address him. Uncle Mo? Wasnât Qin Gongming surnamed Qin?
However, Ye Xingchenâs doubts were quickly answered.
âThatâs for sure. Itâs not wrong for you to follow me. Otherwise, if you followed that old fart Qin Gongming, you would have starved to death long ago.â
It turned out that the person who had brought Ye Xingchen and the other two in was called Mo Guanshan. He was also a long-term worker here.
Qin Gongming was indeed the butler here, but Mo Guanshan was not Qin Gongming. Qin Gongming had been killed and eaten by Mo Guanshan and the others during the first month of the heavy snow.
Mo Guanshan was only in his early forties, but he looked very mature, so he actually looked about the same age as Qin Gongming.
âSigh, itâs a pity. This kid is quite handsome. He can only blame his bad luck. He could have gone anywhere else but he came here.â
If Mo Guanshanâs child had survived, he would have been about Ye Xingchenâs age by now. Unfortunately, Mo Guanshanâs child drowned when he was in his teens.
Thinking about this, Mo Guanshan still hated Wang Mingcong.
His child had died because of Wang Mingcong!
At that time, Wang Mingcongâs place had just been built, and he couldnât wait to call people over for a pool party.
However, a party wasnât enough for rich second-generation heirs. Someone suggested that Wang Mingcong gather all the servants together and say that they were going to hold some kind of event..