"Why? Your eldest brother is short-lived. It''s none of my Mingchen''s business. Mingchen has said it many times. The death of the Royal minister has nothing to do with him!"


    "Does it matter if he says it doesn''t matter? Ha..."


    Fu Yichen sneered again. His eldest brother died, but Fu Mingchen survived unharmed.


    Fu Yichen doesn''t believe there''s nothing fishy in it!


    "I''m willing to accept lie detection or hypnosis."


    At this time, Zhou Qingyang suddenly interrupted.


    Su MI has been standing beside Fu Yichen, silently holding Fu Yichen''s hand. At the moment, she can''t help looking up at Zhou Qingyang.


    Zhou Qingyang''s face was white, but he looked calm.


    Sumi bit her lower lip and was surprised.


    After all, Zhou Qingyang is not a prisoner. He is willing to accept lie detection and even hypnosis like a prisoner. He has made great concessions.


    Obviously, Zhou Qingyang hopes to dissolve the hatred in Fu Yichen''s heart.


    So, if the results of lie detection and hypnosis can prove that Zhou Qingyang is innocent, will Fu Yichen not hate Zhou Qingyang so much?


    Su Mi''s eyes were slightly bright and looked forward to Fu Yichen.


    However, Fu Yichen narrowed his eyes and smiled sarcastically, "I don''t believe in lie detection and hypnosis."


    "Why? I disagree!"


    Hu Lihui screamed that she didn''t want Zhou Qingyang to be treated like this, especially hypnosis. If hypnosis, she would return to the scene on the day of kidnapping. Zhou Qingyang would once again feel the panic and fear when he was kidnapped.


    "Disagree? Don''t you dare?"


    Fu Yichen looked at Hu Lihui mockingly, but Zhou Qingyang said, "I can decide my own business. Just say, if the results of lie detection and hypnosis prove that I have nothing to do with the death of the Royal minister, will you put down this resentment temporarily?"


    He looked at Fu Yichen and insisted.


    He didn''t want to be at loggerheads with Fu Yichen every time. He didn''t want Su Mi to be caught in a dilemma.


    "OK! Let''s do it!"


    Fu Yichen didn''t speak, but the old lady Xie''s voice came from a distance.


    Fu Yichen frowned and looked back at the old lady, "grandma..."


    Fu Yichen didn''t want to agree to Zhou Qingyang''s agreement, because anyway, his eldest brother had died and died in front of him, so miserable.


    Someone must pay the same price for big brother''s death, or his heart will never be at peace.


    "All right! Ah Chen, listen to grandma!"


    Old lady Xie looked at Fu Yichen and said in a deep voice.


    Fu Yichen clenched his teeth, turned his face and refused to let go.


    He held Su Mi''s hand and unconsciously increased her strength. Su Mi''s pinched fingers hurt, but she didn''t say a word. Instead, she held Fu Yichen back and stroked the back of his hand with her thumb.


    I don''t know if it was her little move that calmed Fu Yichen. His mood gradually stabilized. In the end, he gave Mrs. Xie a reluctant, um.


    Old lady Xie said, "please arrange another time."


    "Anytime."


    Zhou Qingyang said calmly.


    "Now that it''s all agreed, go and change your wet clothes! Call a doctor!" Fu Mingyuan said hurriedly.


    Su Mi takes Fu Yichen to the villa, but Fu Yichen seems to be unable to stay here for a moment. She takes Su Mi out directly.


    Fu Mingyuan''s face turned black and stared at Fu Yichen''s back with complex eyes.


    He knew that Fu Yichen had never regarded this place as his home, and he had never regarded himself as his father more than ten years ago.


    "Oh, you protect him so much, what''s the result..."


    At this time, Hu Lihui said sarcastically. Fu Mingyuan glanced at her with cold eyes, turned and left.


    On the way back, Su MI and Fu Yichen took a car alone. Fu Yichen simply changed a suit of clothes in the car. Su Mi knelt down in the car chair and took a towel to wipe his hair.


    "Are you hurt anywhere?"


    Fu Yichen and Zhou Qingyang had a fight just now, but Zhou Qingyang didn''t leave his hand. Both of them looked very cruel. Su Mi looked at Fu Yichen and suffered a few times.


    "Hum!"


    Fu Yichen leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Obviously, he was still angry about the water that Su Mi had just sprayed on him. When he heard that he didn''t answer, he snorted heavily.


    Su Mi felt that his cold hum was a little childish. She couldn''t help picking her lips. "Aren''t you okay with your shoulder injury? I''m not worried about you!"


    Fu Yichen opened his eyes and swept coolly at Su MI. "Worry about me? Do you think I can''t even beat Fu Mingchen''s weak chicken?"


    Su Mi quickly shook her head into a rattle, "there''s no! Absolutely not!"


    "No? Since not, you spray me with water? So, are you helping Fu Mingchen?"


    Fu Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched Su Mi''s chin and asked coldly.


    Su Mi''s forehead is sweating. How can she answer that.


    She just doesn''t want to see them hurt each other or anyone.


    But if she says so, Fu Yichen will crush her!


    "I..."


    "I think you''re afraid I''ll kill Fu Mingchen?"


    Fu Yichen said in a deep voice, and Su Mi nodded, "yes, I''m afraid, um..."


    Before she finished, her chin was almost pinched by him. Su Mi screamed in pain and hurriedly continued, "you''re going to be a murderer. What should I do with the children!"


    Her eyes were full of tears. Fu Yichen''s face was better, and her hands loosened some strength.


    "Next time you dare to help him, see how I deal with you!"


    After su MI and her party left the Fu family''s old house, Bai Miaomiao went back to his room.


    Who knew that before she slept, a maid knocked at the door.


    "Miss Bai, it seems that you have a fever!"


    Bai Miaomiao was surprised and hurriedly got up and followed the maid to Chi Jingxing''s room.


    Sure enough, Chi Jingxing was lying in bed with a red face and looked very painful.


    Bai Miaomiao hurriedly came forward and touched Chi Jingxing''s forehead. It was hot. As soon as she was about to take off her hand, Chi Jingxing grabbed her wrist.


    "Well... Uncomfortable."


    His palm was also hot. Bai Miaomiao was scalded and frowned.


    Aren''t you drunk? How can you suddenly have a fever? There was no sign of illness just now.


    "How did he do it?"


    Bai Miaomiao looked at the maid. The maid''s eyes dodged, "no... I don''t know."


    Bai Miaomiao squinted, then lifted up the quilt, and touched his hand under Chi Jingxing''s clothes. His tentacles were warm, but his body temperature was normal.


    Bai Miaomiao''s face turned black and threw away Chi Jingxing''s hand.


    "Is it fun to play with me?"


    Seeing that Bai Miaomiao has seen through, Chi Jingxing has to open his eyes and look at Bai Miaomiao with fixed eyes.


    "It''s not fun. My face and hands hurt a little..."


    Bai Miaomiao''s face changed slightly and stared at the maid again, "how did he get his face?"