wanton in his heart

Chapter 21
One was not enough, so I changed the other one, but it was a pity that I missed it twice. Nie Feifei was so angry that she actually let him hide, so this time she climbed up on a chair and stood on a high place, picked up the The glass of water was thrown at him.

Nie Zeyuan tilted his head, the water glass passed by the corner of his eyes, and shattered on the wall behind the sofa with a slap, and the fragments flew.

He stared coldly for a while before turning around.

Nie Feifei raised her chin and smiled triumphantly: "Give it to me."

Nie Zeyuan glanced at her bare feet, then looked up at her fierce eyes, wondering if it was an illusion caused by almost being hit in the eye, Nie Zeyuan thought for a moment that he saw Jiang Mengzhu.

Watching her scene downstairs at her house.

It is precisely because of this that Nie Zeyuan hated girls like Jiang Mengzhu very much at first.

Standing high, domineering, self-sufficient, laughing flamboyantly.

A girl who is as dazzling as the sun and as sharp as the tip of a needle.

It's disgusting.

——But Jiang Mengzhu was not.

Only Nie Feifei was disgusted.

Realize this.

Nie Zeyuan's misty vision gradually cleared up, he smiled to himself, the bloodstains in the corners of his eyes bloomed coquettishly like a poppy, and he said word by word: "Nie Feifei."

"Why?" Seeing that he didn't give it, Nie Feifei took the initiative to take a bite of the rice ball with the seaweed on the corner of her mouth. He didn't speak, and looked at him lightly. I'm not wrong, it's my dad's stuff."

Wiping the blood from the corners of her eyes, she ignored the things that Nie Feifei snatched without authorization.

Nie Zeyuan got up and entered the room.

The door slammed in, and with a bang, Nie Feifei shivered.

"You... Who are you slamming the door for! Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you."

Nie Feifei kicked away a piece of trash and snorted angrily.
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The next day Nie Zeyuan got up early. He was carrying his bag and was about to go out, but he ran into Nie Shucheng and his wife who were coming towards him.

Nie Shucheng looked puzzled: "It's early in the morning, you want to go out?"

I plan to go out and find a part-time job, yes.

Nie Zeyuan hadn't spoken yet.

Duan Lin yelled, "Ah, what's going on in the living room?"

Nie Zeyuan looked back. On the ground were the rag dolls and slippers that Nie Feifei had thrown away yesterday. On the sofa were the shards of glass that Nie Feifei spilled yesterday. On the table were leftover rice balls and half-drunk Coke.

But Duan Lin said: "Nie Shucheng, you don't care about your son. If we are not at home for a day, he and Feifei can make the house like this! Feifei, where is Feifei?"

Raising his eyelids for a moment, Nie Zeyuan looked at her coldly.

Duan Lin pushed open the door of Nie Feifei's bedroom while talking. At this time, Nie Feifei had already been woken up by her, and she came out rubbing her eyes in dissatisfaction. As she walked, she said impatiently: "What are you arguing about?"

"Feifei, tell mom that you fought with your brother when you came back last night? Why did you make the house like this? Does it still look like a home?"

Nie Feifei's expression was unclear, she glanced at Nie Zecheng, and she said, "No, it's all done by my brother."

"Then why is there glass shards everywhere in the living room, and it was also made by my brother? Are you not injured?"

"No injury." Hearing these two words, Nie Feifei inevitably felt a little guilty, she shook her shoulders impatiently, "Oh, don't worry about it, it's my brother who made it, anyway, whoever made it, you just tell him not to clean it up. gone."

Duan Lin pursed her lips and looked at Nie Shucheng with anger in her eyes. Nie Shucheng understood what she wanted to say at a glance.

Duan Lin: Is that how you look at it?You still don't care about your son?
Nie Shucheng: "..."

But when he saw Nie Zecheng's eye was hurt, he still had his hand.

With Nie Feifei's temperament, it might not be all Nie Zecheng's fault.

But Nie Shucheng wanted not to offend Duan Lin, so he tried to say earnestly, "Zecheng, you..."

"Who the hell is her brother?" Nie Zeyuan was already bored, he snorted, and said, "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Nie Shucheng hurriedly stopped him, "Don't leave, let's talk, Dad has something to tell you."

Nie Zeyuan frowned, "What's the matter?"

Duan Lin made a sound, and dragged Nie Feifei into the room mysteriously.

Nie Zeyuan and Nie Shucheng were left alone. Nie Shucheng hesitated, pulled Nie Zeyuan to sit down and began to hesitate.

Nie Zeyuan frowned: "Say."

Nie Shucheng and Duan Lin didn't come back all night yesterday. In the final analysis, it was also because of this.

They were discussing about Nie Zeyuan's living expenses.

After all, Nie Zeyuan was not Duan Lin's own. It was the oil bottle brought by Nie Shucheng and his ex-wife. Now that they count Nie Feifei, it is equivalent to raising one more, and the burden of living will increase. Duan Lin's salary is not high. I bought some bags and shoes in my spare time, but now it is not convenient to even go in and out of the study, Duan Lin is very unhappy about this.

So last night Duan Lin took Nie Shucheng out to open a hotel. Duan Lin complained about this incident and asked Nie Shucheng to come up with a solution.

Forcing him to let Nie Zeyuan go out to make money, no matter how bad it is, he must let Nie Zeyuan know the difficulties at home.

Nie Shucheng had no choice but to tidy up his wording a little bit, and said, "It's like this, Zeyuan, as you know, Hucheng is a big city, and I'm just a sales employee in the company. Needless to say, the money given by her family a few years ago allowed her to open a small shop to start a business. At that time, the family’s economy was not bad, but who knows that the economy has been sluggish these years, she lost money in business, and the shop had to be closed. We Originally, there was only one daughter, Feifei, and I could still live by saving a little money every month, but now I have one more child... The burden on this family is heavy. Think about it, when you insisted on coming to Hucheng, I went to ask Mr. Li. Now that the burden of life is getting heavier, do you think you can go out and find something to do when you are on vacation occasionally? Before the college entrance examination. Ah, in fact, you don’t have to be too tired, like a part-time job? Single, or as a tutor for other children's children, it's all fine..."

What Nie Shucheng said later, Nie Zeyuan didn't listen too carefully. Anyway, it was nothing more than sighs and complaints. First, he wanted him to be grateful, and second, he wanted him to go out and make some money.

Heh, I want him to go out and make money so early.

Although Nie Zeyuan knew in his heart that he was dependent on others and would inevitably have to bear part of the household, in fact, even if Nie Shucheng didn't say anything, Nie Zeyuan had already had this idea.

It's a pity that I took the initiative and told Nie Shucheng clearly and secretly, after all, there was still a big difference.

Smiling contemptuously, Nie Zeyuan looked at the room. The master bedroom was Nie Shucheng and his wife, the second bedroom was Princess Nie Feifei, and Nie Zeyuan lived in the study.

It was a small bed that Nie Shucheng built in his study when he first came to Hucheng.

Nie Zeyuan is like a toy that can be spit at hand. Occasionally they can take a break when they are in a good mood, otherwise, they have to remember their goodness all the time.

Nie Shucheng, Duan Lin...

Nie Feifei.

Slowly clench your fists.

(End of this chapter)