Ying Sitong has lived so much that she has never been as nervous as she is today.

Xia Yuan was not at home, she and her aunt were alone.

This feeling is like a needle and needle, like-

The guardian of lv99 at home was forced to go out to open business, but a big boss came.

A player like her, who has lv1, can't survive at all!

My aunt sat on the sofa, not knowing what to say. She was barely in the house and even the coffee table was broken.

Now she was full of doubts, not sure what happened between the couple.

Judging from the situation on this battlefield, it looks quite tragic.

"Auntie, you drink tea."

Ying Sitong brewed her a cup of tea and handed it to Zhang Shiting.

Because there was no coffee table, she brought a wooden chair from the room to put a cup for her aunt.

Zhang Shiting held the teacup and asked in confusion, "Why haven't you seen your home become like this in a few days?"

"Uh...this, this..."

Ying Sitong stammered, just like a sudden surprise inspection by the dormitory aunt in the student dormitory, but there was a man hidden in the quilt. The man was still a 40-year-old uncle with a beard and scumbag. His smelly socks were exposed outside the quilt, for fear that no one would find him.

I want to explain why there is a man's smelly sock outside the quilt, and there is a piece of white calves attached to the socks.

This matter is summarized in seven words:

It's so hard for me!

Ying Sitong wished she could jump off the windowsill.

"It's actually like this," Ying Sitong sat down next to her aunt while thinking, "By the way, isn't Xia Yuan and I married?

After we got married, we felt that we didn’t feel like we were newly married, so we wanted to renovate it.

So I volunteered…”

Zhang Shiting's expression was hard to describe, "So you hammered the floor and the wall?"

"Or, not all..." Ying Sitong's eyes turned, and she felt that the leg hidden in the quilt stretched out again, revealing the thick leg hair on it.

"Ah hahaha, I don't have that much strength, many of them are from Xia Yuanhammer."

"It's too rash, right?" Zhang Shiting put down the teacup, stood up silently, looking at the devastated wall, "The family was not very wealthy at first, and it was still in decoration at this time. You must not be able to install it yourself. It's better to hire a professional decoration worker."

"Yeah," Ying Sitong nodded, "Don't you think it's cheaper to do it yourself?"

"Oh," Zhang Shiting shook her head with distress, turned around and held her hand, "Two stupid kids, if you don't have money..."

"200,000, thank you aunt." Ying Sitong burst into tears of gratitude. After understanding my aunt's words, she also deeply felt the care of her relatives.

"Cough cough." Zhang Shiting coughed and let go of her hand. "I mean, if you don't have money, don't mess around like this. My aunt can help you see which decoration company is cheaper."

Zhang Shiting thought to herself that if it was 30,000 or 50,000, she could still sponsor her, but she didn't expect that her nephew and daughter-in-law would ask for 200,000 directly.

"..." This turning point almost made Ying Sitong flash.

Without any care about decoration, Zhang Shiting wandered silently into the two bedrooms inside.

When they opened the door, they looked at each other, and the aunt frowned silently.

"Did you sleep in separate rooms?"

Ying Sitong felt nervous and suddenly discovered this terrible thing-

Just now, Zhang Shiting came up too quickly. After she hung up Xia Yuan's phone call, she didn't have time to redecorate the bed sheets.

"No, no."

Ying Sitong was silently anxious in her heart—

Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan, if you bastard don’t come back, I’ll be shit!

It's so hard for me!

"Then I see that there are signs of sleeping in both rooms, and each bed has only one pillow?" Zhang Shiting expressed her doubts about their relationship.

Combined with the scene where Xia Yuan and Jiang Xiaoling came together this morning, my aunt had reason to suspect that there was something wrong with their relationship.

"Oh, this is because a guest is coming at home." Ying Sitong quickly explained, "A sister from my welfare home came to her house yesterday. It happened to be raining outside. I haven't seen her for a long time, so I kept her here for one night.

As for why there is only one pillow...that's because..."

Ying Sitong racked her brains and felt that her brain power was a little too weak.

"It's because I don't like to lean on pillows. I have liked to lie flat since I was a child, and I can't sleep when I lean on the pillow."

After Ying Sitong finished speaking, she sighed in her heart—

Mom! It’s so hard for me!

"Really?"

Zhang Shiting nodded suspiciously.

This girl's words are consistent with Xia Yuan and Jiang Xiaoling, but out of a woman's sixth sense, she still feels something is wrong.

The young couple is newlywed and should be busy making a living. Xia Yuan is so happy that he will start work every two days and doesn't care about the delicate little lady at home.

Ying Sitong herself is really the case. Her sister from a welfare home has no blood relationship with her. She is still pretty, so she can feel at ease to let others get along with her husband.

As the saying goes, flies do not bite seamless eggs, she doesn't believe it because there is no problem between Ying Sitong and Xia Yuan.

She patrols around, sits back on the sofa silently, and starts to pick up a fruit knife to peel apples.

The apples were brought by her today and they just washed them in the kitchen.

"Si Tong, I have to advise you a few words."

"Auntie, please give me your order."

"If you don't hold on to something like a man, it's easy to get flirted with things outside, especially when he spends more time with another girl than with you, it's dangerous at this time."

"Oh." Ying Sitong nodded as if she had understood it.

"And, flies don't bite seamless eggs." Zhang Shiting looked at Ying Sitong with a gentle and pitiful look, "Tell me the truth, is there a bad relationship between you and Xia Yuan?"

Ying Sitong felt a little nervous and she was in a bad mood.

A chill spread directly from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

Could it be that my aunt has seen through it?

What to do?!

It was at this moment that a white shadow suddenly flashed across the corner of the wall.

My aunt was startled, shook her hand, and the fruit knife opened her mouth directly on her thumb.

Looking at the white shadow's size and agility, Zhang Shiting guessed that it might be a mouse.

but……

Is the hair white?

Is it a mutated mouse?

Ying Sitong stared at her fingers and swallowed, "Auntie, you're right."

"Silk..." Zhang Shiting frowned at her while sucking the wound.

This kid finally got his idea.

"Your slit is open." Ying Sitong pointed at her finger.

"It's okay, I'll find a band-aid." Zhang Shiting is quite familiar with the placement of Xia Yuan's things at home.

"Auntie, I'll help you." Before Zhang Shiting could react, Ying Sitong held her hand to her mouth.

"uh-huh……"

Zhang Shiting let out a soft hum, and a numbness rippled in her heart, like an electric shock.

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