The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

Chapter 87 - The Drunk Zhou Yao

Chapter 87: The Drunk Zhou Yao

Zhou Yao’s calm expression changed as he suddenly shook his head. “I’m not going back. If I go back, I’ll have to take a beating.”

These words stunned Xiao Ying, she couldn’t help but ask, “A beating from who?”

Zhou Yao suddenly fell silent, looking a little lost. After a long while, he murmured, “All of them hit me.”

With that, he habitually buried his head in his knees in a protective posture.

The way he looked right now gave Xiao Ying a familiar feeling, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Xiao Ying patted his head and coaxed, “Be good. With me around, they won’t dare to hit you anymore. Let’s go home first, okay?”

Zhou Yao slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Ying. He suddenly said, “Why did you disappear?”

Xiao Ying didn’t understand what he meant, so she just helped him up the stairs. Fortunately, he was pretty well-behaved.

When they reached his door, Xiao Ying swiftly unlocked the door with the passcode and led him inside.

This afternoon, Shen Meijia was not shy in asking questions, and he answered everything she asked. He even told her the password to the door.

It was certainly becoming useful.

Walking him to the couch in the living room, she helped him lay down. After covering him with a blanket, she let out a long breath.

As soon as she looked down, she saw his eyes were wide open, staring at her.

“Close your eyes and sleep,” Xiao Ying said helplessly.

Zhou Yao closed his eyes, then opened them immediately.

Xiao Ying could only tell him to close his eyes again. This time, he finally fell asleep.

She quietly left his apartment and returned to her own place, right across from his.

Zhou Yao seemed to like staring at her all the time, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear. Thinking back to his question before, she could not help but sift through her memories to try and recall if she had known Zhou Yao before.

Zhou Yao…

She recited the name silently. It did seem a little familiar.

After absorbing some energy before, the amulet was quite lively.

“Amulet, when I was near Zhou Yao previously, why didn’t you tell me that he was a destined energy source?”

“Master, the new destined energy source isn’t very stable yet, so sometimes there’s energy, sometimes there isn’t,” said the amulet.

Xiao Ying asked again, “You said that I changed his fate, right?”

The amulet: “Yes.”

This time, Xiao Ying was sure that she indeed knew Zhou Yao before. “Then do you know how I met him before?” she asked tentatively.

The amulet: “I don’t know. I don’t have the right to trace your memory.”

Xiao Ying was a little disappointed. “Then what would have happened to him if I didn’t change his fate?” she asked again.

The amulet: “It’s not easy to become a destined energy source. They need to undergo generations of reincarnation and suffer through all kinds of hardships before they die. Only then can they collect energy.”

Xiao Ying felt a slight discomfort in her heart. “So, you’re saying that if I hadn’t helped him, he would have died miserably?”

The amulet’s emotions did not change much, cold as ever. “Yes.”

Xiao Ying felt inexplicably depressed.

……

The entire day at the office, Cheng Yang had been radiating coldness. Everyone in the company could feel the danger.

The assistant looked at the documents in his hands, feeling a headache as he entered.

Cheng Yang looked at the photos in his hands. It was Xiao Ying and Zhou Yao.

His eyes suddenly turned sharp. He stood up and was about to go look for Xiao Ying when he suddenly paused at the door.

Rubbing the spot between his eyebrows, he sat back in his chair and looked at his assistant. “Is it normal to be angry when you see your little sister with another man?”

The assistant thought for a moment and said, “It should be normal. After all, anyone who sees their little sister getting close to a pig would be pretty annoyed. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Yang felt a little better. He looked at the boy in the photo, as if wishing he could shoot him with his gaze alone.

After a few seconds, Cheng Yang got up again and left.

The assistant scratched his head, puzzled. At least President Cheng didn’t take his anger out on him.