Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 165

"Who are you talking to?" Li Xiaoya asked softly.

"An idiot."

"Oh."

"Really, an idiot. Do you want to see what he looks like?"

Li Xiaoya tilted her head in confusion: "No need..."

But Ke Muning still waved over the subordinate who had just walked to the door: "Come here."

"Sir?"

Ke Muning switched to the camera screen, snapped a photo of him, and sent it over.

Li Xiaoya tugged at the blanket, draping a corner over herself, before looking down at the photo Ke Muning had sent.

Li Xiaoya didn't mention her dream again. Because from a very young age, she knew that not everyone could empathize with others; suffering was her own, only her own... So she was very unaccustomed to talking about those things with others.

She sniffled and stared intently at the photo.

"Why is his face injured?" Li Xiaoya asked.

"Is it?" Ke Muning stared carefully at this subordinate, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"S-Sir? What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"She's asking why your face is injured?"

She... who? The subordinate was briefly confused, then wiped the blood on his face: "Oh, it's not mine. I just killed someone, it's that person's."

"..." "It's nothing, he just fell face-first while walking," Ke Muning said to the person on the phone, then paused himself.

Actually, it was just killing someone.

There was nothing that couldn't be said.

Didn't the little madwoman keep saying before that she wanted to learn how to kill from him?

But maybe she was just pretending... She wouldn't let me commit crimes in Hua Country. Although it might be for my own good, it is for my own good, right? Ke Muning narrowed his eyes.

"Oh." Li Xiaoya obediently responded.

In fact, what was said on the phone wasn't important; just saying a few casual words made things much better. Li Xiaoya pressed her chest, feeling like she had suddenly escaped from the painful feelings of her dream.

"Have you returned home?" Li Xiaoya proactively asked him.

Ke Muning suddenly laughed: "Home? I don't have a home. They're all just temporary residences."

"Then where are you now?"

This question was actually quite broad.

He could have just answered which country or which region.

But Ke Muning said: "Upper East Side, 79th, 701."

He even gave the door number.

Ke Muning also asked: "Did you remember that?"

Li Xiaoya: ?

She answered: "I remembered."

At this moment, a very soft voice sounded behind Li Xiaoya: "Awake?"

Li Xiaoya said goodbye to the person on the phone and hung up first.

"Want a midnight snack? I'll have the kitchen prepare something," the newcomer approached, it was Sheng Yuxiao.

Li Xiaoya glanced at the wall clock, trying to discern the hour hand.

It was 2:30 in the morning.

"Did I wake you up?" Li Xiaoya asked softly.

Sheng Yuxiao turned on the main light in the room and said: "I hadn't slept yet."

Li Xiaoya's eyes widened.

"I saw the light on in here, so I came to check," Sheng Yuxiao said as he carried her into the bathroom, "Want to wash your face first?"

Li Xiaoya nodded.

It seemed that whether she talked about her sadness or not, they were all worried about her... Why could they empathize with her?

After washing her face, Sheng Yuxiao carried her downstairs.

The living room instantly became brilliantly lit, and the servants quickly came out with desserts.

Someone suddenly popped up from the sofa, startling Li Xiaoya.

Qin Sui propped up his head, leaning on the sofa, and asked hoarsely: "Awake, huh?"

Li Xiaoya turned to look at Sheng Yuxiao: "Why is he..."

"Why is he sleeping on the sofa, you mean? It's already not bad that he's not sleeping in a dog kennel at the Sheng house."

Qin Sui looked at Li Xiaoya: "You're the one sleeping in a dog kennel."

Li Xiaoya: "Huh?"

Sheng Yuxiao: "..." He lowered his head and asked Li Xiaoya: "Can I kick him out?"

Li Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "At least wait until daybreak."

"Fine, I'll listen to you."

Qin Sui acted as if he hadn't heard anything. After washing his hands, he came over and pulled out a dining chair, joining them for a midnight snack.

The light shining down made the scene seem cozy.

After quietly finishing the meal, Sheng Yuxiao escorted her back to the room. Li Xiaoya hadn't had a chance to look closely before, but now as she entered, she noticed an oil portrait of Sheng Yuxiao hanging on the wall.

She realized: "Is this your room, your bed?"

So that's why Qin Sui called it a dog kennel.

Li Xiaoya: "..." Such childish people!

"It's mine. Did you sleep comfortably?"

"It was comfortable," Li Xiaoya nodded, taking down a sign from beside the door.

The sign read "Enter my room and you'll get beaten up."

Sheng Yuxiao snatched it away: "I wrote that in junior high school, it was for others to see."

"Are you going back to sleep?" Sheng Yuxiao asked.

"I've slept enough." This time she really had slept enough.

Li Xiaoya felt that the sadness, pain, and shock weighing on her heart had all flown away.

She peeked out, her gaze passing over Sheng Yuxiao's shoulder to Qin Sui not far outside the door: "If he comes in, will he get beaten up?"

Sheng Yuxiao looked back: "...He would. But I can hold back."

"Just call him 'good brother' a couple times when he comes in."

"Will this work?" Li Xiaoya tugged at his sleeve, making him bend down and lower his head, then hugged his neck and planted a kiss on his cheek.

Sheng Yuxiao's expression froze: "...It will."

It was like buying the standard package and getting a deluxe plus version for free.

Li Xiaoya quickly waved Qin Sui over.

Qin Sui strode in. From his position, he actually hadn't seen Li Xiaoya kiss Sheng Yuxiao at all.

Li Xiaoya calling him over made him feel a bit flattered.

Was she helping him dance in Sheng Yuxiao's minefield?

"The other day, Li Jiang told me a bit about what happened eight years ago," Li Xiaoya began.

Sheng Yuxiao's expression turned solemn: "How did he tell it? Can you repeat it?"

"I can."

Qin Sui also sat down on the spot, listening to her intently.

If Li Jiang were here, he would be shocked.

Because Li Xiaoya had repeated every single word he had said at the time verbatim, including the tone, without missing a single detail.

Even Qin Sui couldn't help but feel amazed.

Although he knew she was smart and could quickly apply anything she was taught once... to this extent, it was truly a gift!

No wonder Li Jiang had been so furious at the time, feeling both love and hate.

Sheng Yuxiao suddenly sneered: "He's really a narcissistic dog! Talking about what happened eight years ago, most of it was about himself."

"But he thinks he's hidden it well... In fact," Sheng Yuxiao's smile became more sarcastic, "His limited perspective still isn't enough."

This was exactly why Li Xiaoya had asked Qin Sui to come in too.

Together, they would surely be able to analyze more from it, right?

"He mentioned this detail, that the man was driving an Audi 100."

Li Jiang, coming from a small village, had ambitions and some education. The more men like this, the more they study and yearn for various luxury cars and watches. His emphasis on this car was actually just a recollection of his dissatisfaction with his poor background at the time.

"Xiaoya, do you know what kind of people liked to drive Audi 100s the most during that period?" Sheng Yuxiao asked.

Li Xiaoya shook her head.

Qin Sui frowned slightly. Even he couldn't answer this question, because Sheng Yuxiao liked to engage in various extreme sports, was obsessed with racing cars for a long time, and often went to see various auto shows, so he was very knowledgeable about automotive history.

But Qin Sui didn't have such hobbies.

"It was a classic official car," Sheng Yuxiao continued.