Kong Hanyue: Seriously, Your Sister

Under Xia Yu's skilled provocation, the man's heart quickly filled with anger.

The man felt that he couldn't just let it go, but it was difficult to hit someone with a camera nearby and pedestrians on the street. As for cursing, he didn't know how to do that either.

After hesitating for a moment, the man came up with a plan. He didn't dare to hit someone nor could he curse, so all he had to do was intimidate.

With that, he raised his hand, making a motion as if he was going to hit someone.

In his mind, faced with such a scene, an ordinary high school girl like Wen Ziying would be terrified and run away in panic.

However, what he saw in Wen Ziying's eyes was not fear, but joy.

Before the man could figure out why Wen Ziying was happy, he felt his hand being grabbed.

Holding the man's hand, Xia Yu tripped him, sending the man crashing to the ground with a shoulder throw.

The man on the ground looked at the moon in the night sky, completely bewildered.

I was just trying to scare you, why did you suddenly fight back? And how did I end up losing? What the heck is this shoulder throw that can only be seen on TV?

The man felt he could still struggle, so he propped himself up, stood up, and thought he could at least reverse the outcome.

But as soon as he stood firm, before he could make a move, Xia Yu immobilized him once again, pressing him to the ground.

"You, this..." Realizing that he couldn't beat Wen Ziying, the man resorted to cursing to gain a verbal victory. But just after uttering three words, he felt an icy chill.

The intimidating Xia Yu asked the man coldly, "You, what?"

The man opened his mouth, but silently swallowed the dirty words he was about to say.

Pressing down on the man with one hand, Xia Yu called the police with his other hand.

The police arrived quickly and took the man away.

With Wen Ziying's identity and the apparent footage of the man raising his hand first, Xia Yu was able to leave the police station quickly, while the man was detained for further processing.

After getting in the car, Xia Yu returned to Wen Ziying's old country home.

In the following time, he carried out normal activities like washing up and going to bed, using Wen Ziying's phone to watch a few amusing posts before falling asleep.

Eight hours later, he returned to his own body.

It was twelve o'clock at night.

Taking out his phone and confirming that no one was looking for him, Xia Yu got up and went to the living room.

He was a little hungry.

He took out a can of cola from the fridge and a bag of chips from the cabinet. Xia Yu sat on the balcony of the living room, crunching on chips while looking at the view outside.

Although this was a high-end neighborhood, the night view wasn't that great, with only lights and high-rise buildings in sight. The moon in the sky appeared dim and colorless under the lights.

The scenery here was not nearly as good as that of Ning Qiuer's villa.

Speaking of Ning Qiuer, Xia Yu had another idea.

Although he had used many means to feel that Ning Qiuer had no problems, it was still possible that her acting skills were too good, or there might be other accidents. It was safer to list Ning Qiuer in the body column as well, so that he could access her body at any time.

Choosing a body to exchange freely required only the gaze of the eyes, which was quite easy to solve; the difficult part was making Ning Qiuer not notice that she had lost control of her body.

Xia Yu's previous method was to wait for the other party to fall asleep at night.

The night at Ning Qiuer's villa should have been the most suitable opportunity.

But it was a pity.

He had to find a way to make Ning Qiuer fall asleep in front of him.

In Xia Yu's mind, the first plan that came to mind was to sneak into Ning Qiuer's room, but he quickly rejected it.

If he had the skill to sneak in, he would've done so, but he didn't, and he couldn't be sure that Ning Qiuer wouldn't discover him.

It seemed that the only option was to use An Siyao as a stepping stone, first using An Siyao's body to soothe Ning Qiuer to sleep, and then returning to his own body and seizing the opportunity to log in.

The reason Xia Yu didn't prepare to soothe Ning Qiuer with his own body directly was to prevent her from guessing anything.

Thinking back on the plan, he nodded satisfactorily. Putting down the empty potato chip bag, he went to the living room, grabbed another pack of crispy noodles, and returned to the balcony.

Just as he was opening the crispy noodles, he heard the sound of a door opening.

He immediately hid the cola, crispy noodles, and empty potato chip bag - there were only two people at home, and the person opening the door must be Yuxue. If Yuxue saw that her wise and martial brother was eating snacks in the middle of the night, would he still have any face left?

Soon, like a walking corpse, Yuxue emerged from her room.

With half-open eyes, the girl entered the bathroom in a daze, relying on her intuition.

It wasn't until the sound of flushing water that Yuxue became slightly sober.

She started to wonder why she had left her room when there was a bathroom inside.

She must have been in a daze, thinking she was back at her old house.

After washing her hands, Yuxue came out of the bathroom and caught a glimpse of Xia Yu lying on the balcony sofa.

Her face turned red; as she hadn't closed the door just now. Despite having a wall to block the view and Xia Yu facing the window - making it impossible for him to see anything - the silence of the night made even the slightest sound very clear.

Touching her face with her cold water-soaked hand, Yuxue quickly walked towards her room, but before entering, she stopped her footstep.

She wondered what her brother was doing sitting on the sofa in the middle of the night.

Looking at Xia Yu, Yuxue saw his hands resting on the armrest of the sofa, his head leaning against the top, and his eyes gazing at the moon outside the window with an upward angle.

Did that brother who was always busy playing games and dating other women have a moment of such artistic sentiment too?

Was it the daytime Sage Time not yet over, or was there inner sorrow?

Regardless of the reason, Yuxue felt she couldn't be indifferent, so she gently walked behind Xia Yu.

"Brother," she spoke softly, slowly placing her hand on Xia Yu's shoulder and peeking into his eyes.

This was supposed to be a warm scene, but before her gaze moved to Xia Yu's face, she saw the cola, potato chips, and crispy noodles on his lap.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Xia Yu continued to chew the crispy noodles in his mouth; since he couldn't hide it any longer, there was no need to do so.

His dignity was gone.

After being stunned for two seconds, Yuxue grabbed the cola and crispy noodles and began eating them while sitting on the sofa beside him.

While she was hungrily chewing, she looked at Xia Yu with resentful eyes.

"I worried about you so much, and you actually ate alone at midnight!"

Xia Yu stood up nonchalantly and walked towards the bedroom without forgetting to remind Yuxue, "Eat a little less."

"You were the first to eat!" Yuxue protested.

Pretending not to hear, Xia Yu returned to the bedroom and continued to sleep.

At eight o'clock the next day, he was awakened by the sound of his mobile phone, which was playing the call ringtone.

He pressed the answer button in a daze, and Kong Hanyue's voice came through, "Yu Yu, the child who was sent to the police station that we talked about before, is really your sister!"

Xia Yu immediately sobered up.