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Chapter 627: Chapter 696, Who is Your Wife!

"When the words ’someone’ come from the mouth of a beautiful woman, it can make a person’s bones tingle with delight, but when they come from Song Wuliang’s mouth, they inexplicably send shivers down one’s spine."

Fang Yi wished he could go over and kick the fat man twice, but Song Wuliang seemed to sense something and kept his distance.

In light of this, Fang Yi couldn’t be bothered to move; he propped his feet on the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa, settling into a comfortable posture.

Before long, Qian’er had finished preparing the meal, and Song Wuliang went over to fawn over her, first offering tissues to wipe the sweat off the young girl’s face, making small talk and even asking if she wanted to take a bath. Fang Yi noticed that the girl’s expression was becoming increasingly impatient.

But don’t underestimate Song Wuliang’s shamelessness; he didn’t take the hint and continued to dote incessantly. Fang Yi thought that if he weren’t there, Song Wuliang would probably already be in trouble.

Fang Yi wasn’t worried about the girl poisoning the food, for he was immune to common poisons. If she really had any harm in mind, she could have acted when Fang Yuying and Xia Ziqi were not around; why wait until now?

It was precisely because of this that, if the girl truly intended to harm Fang Yi, Fang Yuying wouldn’t leave him alone in the house.

After lunch, Song Wuliang offered to help Qian’er with the dishes, and this time the girl didn’t refuse. So, Song Wuliang joyfully hustled to wash the dishes as if he were engaged in a profoundly sacred task.

Fang Yi watched, cringing, and turned to the girl, saying, "What would you think if... I mean, hypothetically, if that good-looking guy doing the dishes said he liked you?"

"I wouldn’t think anything," the girl replied.

"Uh... what if he wanted to be your boyfriend? How would you handle that?" Fang Yi asked, sort of for Song the fatty.

"I’d cripple him," Qian’er responded, just as decisively as before.

Alright, no need to ask further.

Fang Yi thought to himself, Song the fatty, I’ve done all I can for you, but if "someone" doesn’t accept you, there’s nothing more I can do.

Fang Yi actually didn’t want Song Wuliang to

a fox, when he became obsessed, he could be incredibly stubborn, with a purity that rivaled that of a blank sheet of paper. And it wasn’t

exclaimed, "The weather is really nice today. It would be great if we

and Qian’er, who had previously stood still as if sculpted, came forward with her head slightly bowed, saying, "You don’t need to worry; I won’t run

here. She can’t escape," Song Wuliang

a good beating; with his

it wasn’t only girls in love who could be foolish; men

a hostage. Moreover..." She hesitated, then lifted a pale finger to point at her abdomen, "Miss Yuying placed a

"..."

Yi was speechless, thinking Fang Yuying was indeed capable of

be difficult to explain to Fang Yuying. Now that

a small shop on the street to buy a pack of

traffic, the pedestrians on both sides of the road, as well as the dazzling

stubbed it out and tossed it into a trash

the bus, Fang Yi made a phone call, then switched to an electric tricycle, which stopped

the fare, Fang Yi walked into the alley. This area was rather secluded, part of the

deeper in, Fang Yi reached the end only

habitually had her hair tied back in an efficient ponytail, her complexion fair, and in this autumn that already carried a hint of

figure. No matter where she stood, she was extremely eye-catching. Standing in this weathered alley, she seemed to make the

with her hands shoved

slightly upward, as if looking down her nose at Fang Yi, and feigned indifference as

dead yet," Fang Yi

Are you still not healed?"

"Um."