Tang Yan Yi didn’t show weakness: "As the saying goes, ’The behavior of those in power influences those below.’ You, as the older brother, should first act like one, so I can follow your example."
Shen Wan didn’t defend sharply, spreading her hands: "To hope our family’s Demon King will be a proper older brother, I guess there won’t be a chance in this lifetime."
Yanqing shrugged with a laugh, his gaze slanting towards Tang Yan Yi: "My super female warrior, haven’t you decided where to go? The Investigation Bureau has already approved your application, so you’re about to become an FBI female agent."
Tang Yan Yi’s eyes were clear, looking over with clarity: "But I want to be a police officer more."
Tang Yanqing spread his hands: "Who knows, it’s because second uncle is the head of the police department, he wouldn’t want his daughter to be his subordinate."
"That’s not necessarily," Tang Yan Yi looked over with a burning gaze: "If I insist, I have confidence in persuading Dad."
Tang Yanqing shrugged: "Suit yourself. With your ability, you’ll be sought after wherever you go. But..." Tang Yanqing reached out to tap Yan Yi’s nose tip: "Don’t join our bureau."
After saying this, he took long strides and hugged his mother as they left with smiles. Tang Yan Yi stood in the shadow of the lamp, gazing at his back, unable to look away for a long while.
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Early in the morning at work, "Deep Throat" was like a battleground inside. Everyone was eager to obtain the latest information, screening out possible topics from it.
Shi Nian greeted Ye He, walked to the desk, and saw a beautifully wrapped gift box on the table.
Shi Nian instinctively frowned.
Ye He leaned over: "No card this time, but I guess it’s still sent by brother-in-law. Hey boss, why is brother-in-law being so attentive lately?"
Shi Nian shook her head. It’s impossible that Xiang Yuan sent it—even though after that night, Xiang Yuan might feel apologetic; however, the packaging style of this gift completely does not fit Xiang Yuan’s taste.
Xiang Yuan is a perfectionist, he always puts great care into the gifts he sends. If it were from him, it would be wrapped in thick handmade powder blue paper with pale gold ribbon. The ribbon would encircle the gift box completely, with a hand-tied large floral knot. Un one in front—it’s a shallow pink, the paper is somewhat thin, causing corners to have tears from wear. The floral knot is merely a simple disposable pull-flower, lacking any handmade aesthetic.
Shi Nian decisively tore off the wrapping, opened the paper box—
but then immediately Shi Nian let out a scream, the paper box in her hand fell to the ground, toppling to the side.
"What’s the matter?" Ye He rushed over upon hearing the sound. Shi Nian covered her mouth, pointing at the ground in horror.
Ye He turned to look, and was also stunned.
Beside the toppled paper box, there lay a doll with an Eastern face. The doll was wearing a school uniform skirt, braided into a pigtail.
But the doll’s face had been sliced open with cracks, and its school uniform skirt was ripped from the front...
Right there, was a lip mark.
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[Please collect it~~]