"..."

Xing Tianyi smoked lazily and listened to the sudden words of the boy in front of him.

"The person in charge of the Helian family is Helian Kun, and I am his prophet. I curse all the obstacles he wants to remove, and the prediction will come true."

"It sounds so scary, but it's just a Thai head-lowering technique, right?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"My name is Viscount Ye, and I was born on the day my mother was buried. That's what they call a coffin, which is an ominous sign."

Xing Tianyi took a deep breath from the cigarette, and the light smoke lingered around his handsome face.

"Since you are Master Helian's prophet, why do you want to escape?"

"I... don't want to kill anyone anymore. I've had enough with this terrifying head-lowering technique."

Viscount Ye lowered his head, his soft broken hair covering his young face, showing a maturity that should not appear on the face of a ten-year-old child.

Every time it happens, the predicted death will come true.

There is nothing more heartbreaking than losing a loved one. Looking at those faces that are separated by yin and yang and are in pain, Viscount Ye will feel sad in his heart.

He no longer wants to be the messenger of death, nor does he want to be He Liankun's tool, using this method to predict and kill people again and again.

"That's enough. I just want to live an ordinary life like other children."

"Where are you going after escaping from Helian Palace?"

"Anywhere is fine, as long as you don't go back and become his killing machine!"

"..."

Looking at the boy in front of him who was only about ten years old, Xing Tianyi took a deep breath of his cigarette and then put it out in the ashtray.

"The instant noodles are ready, hurry up and eat them. There is a quilt in the cupboard. Go get it yourself. You can sleep on the sofa today."

"...I want to sleep on the bed."

"Ha?! Are you kidding me?"

Xing Tianyi suddenly seemed to have been touched by an inverse scale. He turned his head and made a domineering declaration to Ye Zijue.

"The son I brought to my door is planning to compete with my bed so soon? Listen to me, I am the boss in charge of this family, and the second child is my bed. Remember this!"

Bang——

"..."

Is this guy a severe case of bed-loving disorder?

Ye Zijue looked at Xing Tianyi's back, his eyes fixed on the back exposed by his wide neckline, where there was a particularly vicious scar.

What happened to this guy? Why is there such a vicious scar on his back?

Not driving him out was already the best thing for Viscount Ye. But where should he go tomorrow?

The people in Helian Palace would not just let him go.

Thinking of these, Viscount Ye had no appetite to eat. He sighed and just sat on the sofa and closed his eyes. The day of running away had already made his little body exhausted.

In a daze, Viscount Ye felt his body being picked up in the air and swaying very comfortably. However, he was so sleepy that he had no strength to open his eyes.

…

The next day, when Viscount Ye opened his eyes again, he found that he was sleeping on the big bed in the bedroom.

There is a small piece of paper pressed in front of the bedside table:

——I’m going out to work, please take good care of my house. PS: Don’t use your computer to browse dirty and pornographic web pages, Xing Tianyi.

Looking at this note, Viscount Ye twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

How weird is this man?

Last night, when he broke into the MIX nightclub to avoid the pursuit of Helian's palace guards, Ye Zijue was attracted by Xing Tianyi's bright and clear eyes.
Chapter completed!