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Chapter 12 Slowly play him to death

At dusk, the He family compound.

"Why did he throw away his phone? Was he so angry? Or did he do it on purpose. Every day, I have to review it. Until today I have seen his true face clearly. His past actions are just a cover-up. He has deceived everyone. We are all fooled by him. Damn it, damn it!"

He Tianle clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to restrain his emotions and prevent him from losing his composure in front of his sister. However, when he thought of his evaluation of Lin Yi and his words of a sloppy ant, he felt his face burning and angry.

"Not everyone, I have told you a long time ago that he is a smart person, only a little stupider than me. But you don't believe it, blame me?" He Tiantian was looking through his phone and pouted, "He doesn't even save my phone? It's outrageous."

"Tiantian, he threw away the phone. We can't contact him now. What should we do next? You can't let him go so easily. This kid is so hateful!" He Tianle gritted his teeth.

"Brother, you have to use your brain more when doing things. Come and ask me about such a simple thing." He Tiantian was angry and became a little arrogant.

"Well..." He Tianle scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "If you want me to tell me, why not just hit him and beat him up."

"How to beat him up? Will he fight fairly with you? You are already in the acquired realm. How can you fight with an ordinary person? Don't forget that he has a strong sister."

"This..." He Tianleyu choked.

"Sending flyers, posting notices, and publishing newspapers can make him angry. If you have the surname Lin, let's play slowly, hum!"

"I'll do it."

He Tianle saw that his sister still loved her deeply, but as a veteran, he really wanted to say to her sister that it was not sweet to be forced. But he didn't dare because her sister knew more than him.

He Tiantian put down his cell phone and walked towards the balcony. In front of him was a pot of blooming daffodils. He broke a small white flower and placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

"The Buddha said that life has eight sufferings; birth, old age, illness, death, love to part, hate for a long time, cannot get what you want, cannot let go." He Tiantian said this, and suddenly held the hand holding the flower, his tone suddenly became cold, and he became full of resentment: "The most painful thing is that this is asking but not getting what you want."

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Lin Yi sneezes and covered his nose and shouted, "Switch off the fire quickly, the peppers are boring again."

"Young Master, this is the eighth pot."

"Damn it, is it so difficult to fry a chili oil?" Lin Yi was convinced. In order to eat spicy cucumber, he almost burned the kitchen.

"Young Master, you do a big deal, but you do not do the pots and pans."

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food, do you know?"

"Ah, this is fresh. The young master is so knowledgeable that no one in the world can match. The old slave's admiration for the young master is like a surging river..."

"Old Dai, take the time to read books, I will be exhausted to you."

Lin Yi threw down the spatula and left angrily.

"I'm pregnant, I've photographed the horse's hoof?" Old Dai sighed and said with emotion: "The world has changed, and it's becoming more and more difficult for the housekeeper world to get through. It's so difficult for me!"

Back in the living room, Lin Yi lay on the sofa, snapped his fingers, and the close maid came towards him.

Dali rubs her shoulders and legs, and Erli feeds fruits.

Only in this way can he feel that he is still alive.

"Good evening, everyone, everyone. This is Mingcheng Satellite TV evening news..."

"What's the situation? Turn it louder!"

Lin Yi pushed Erli away the little face that came over, pointed at the TV with wide eyes, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

"The protagonist of the incident is Lin Yi. You may not know much about Lin Yi. If you say his sister's name, you must have heard of Lin Xue, president of Lin Group. This is a flyer I picked up in the parking lot. I will show you. How arrogant is this? Is there no one in Mingcheng?"

The host's inciting remarks alerted Lin Yi that this was not a prank, it was prepared, with clear goals and clever means, so that the TV station would not give face to the Lin family. It can be seen that the power behind the scenes is strong.

"Old Dai, come here quickly."

It was not until the news was finished in the evening that Lin Yi came to his senses.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Lao Dai had arrived for a while, and when he saw the young master looking lost, he did not dare to disturb him and stood by and waited.

"The Qin surname has taken action." Lin Yi thought for a long time and could no longer find another person except Qin Feng.

"So fast?"

The housekeeper Lao Dai did not receive the news and said suspiciously: "Young Master, I have heard from the people below about the flyer. Whether it was done by the Qin family is still not sure. No matter what, this matter needs to be discussed for a long time."

If the Qin family wants to deal with the Lin family in Mingcheng, it is not just a matter of movement. If there is no local force to help, the Qin family will not be able to become a climate, and it is even more impossible to cover up the sky in Mingcheng.

Lin Yi remained silent.

"Young master, for three days, the old slave has issued a military order. The matter will be found within three days. Otherwise, the old slave will come to see you."

"What to check? So what can I do if I find it?" Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Lao Dai, narrowed his eyes, and there was a ruthless mood in the depths of his eyes, and said, "What does it matter if the Qin family did it? We said yes, and he was not good at coming. Instead of waiting for them to come, it would be better to take action first and catch them off guard."

"Well..." Lao Dai grabbed the beard on his chin, pondered for a while, and said, "Yes, yes, but the problem is that he has the status of a gentry, so we can't do anything to him. Lao Nu means to get rid of the minions around him first. If he retreats with difficulty, then it's just fine. Otherwise, the eldest lady will come forward."

"Didn't the flyer say that you want to fight with me? I took it."

"Ah, Master, don't act impulse in this matter."

"I didn't say that I'm comparing with him now, so I'll stabilize him first, put the shit basin on his head, and then slowly kill him."

"Young Master is wise."

"How true?"

"From the heart."

As soon as he said that, Lao Dai was afraid that Lin Yi would not believe it, so he picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table, and the tip of the knife was swearing to his chest: "If the young master doesn't believe it, I will prove it!"

"Damn it. You are really playing with it? I have heard of caesarean sections, but I have never seen a heart section. If you insist on doing this, I am embarrassed to refuse. I miss you all my loyalty, I..."

"Young Master, it's getting late. I have to get up early tomorrow to serve the young master and say goodbye!"

The sound of the sound had not dissipated, and Lao Dai ran away with a knife.

"It's not reliable at critical moments, alas! What's going on?" Lin Yi lay back, rested his head on Dali's legs, and sighed, "It's good that you are there, otherwise I'll be worried."

"Young Master, the cherries are so sweet."

"Ahhh!"

“Isn’t it very sweet?”

"Not even sweeter than Erli."

"Really? Don't lie to others."
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