After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin had long thought that when the debt was repaid, it would be the end of Feng Yingying's family.

However, how it ends is a question.

Simply going to jail is not the result Feng Yin wants.

Death, even less so.

After all, she is a good person who gets a lot of attention.

She wanted Feng Yingying to experience the consequences of being isolated and helpless, being blackmailed by the entire Internet, feeling disheartened, and having a mental breakdown.

I want Feng Yingying's family to taste what it's like to live on the streets and be betrayed and separated from their relatives.

Feng Yin finished his bowl of porridge and did not go to bed.

In the early morning of the night, a laptop was being tapped by the wind, and it was time to shut down the network.

At four o'clock in the morning, Feng Yin shut down the computer and prepared breakfast.

Two hours later, she left a breakfast for Grandma Yun and went downstairs carrying two large food boxes.

On the first floor, Li Sanyi was wearing pajamas and slippers, yawning and waiting.

The moment he saw Feng Yin coming down, he still yawned and asked: "What are you doing so early? Didn't you say it was a holiday?"

"It's holiday, why haven't you left yet?"

Feng Yin handed a box to Li Sanyi.

"Here is the breakfast I made. You can share it with Lin Yu and Zhang Bo'er. After eating, go on a good vacation. I will keep a low profile during the National Day holiday and nothing will happen again."

Feng Yin knew that what happened yesterday caused Li Sanyi to refund her ticket, and Zhang Bo'er and Lin Yu also returned to the community and gathered together just to help her fight.

"Food? Did you cook it?"

Li Sanyi couldn't help but lift the lid, and the unique aroma made him wake up instantly.

"That's great. With this treatment, you'd better cause more trouble. I want to eat."

Feng Yin ignored Li Sanyi and walked a few steps while carrying another food box before suddenly turning back.

"I have already told Zhang Bo'er and Lin Yu that there is something delicious to eat."

In other words, it may not be feasible to eat alone.

Sure enough, Li Sanyi's little plan was shattered before it could be implemented.

Feng Yin set off with the food box and drove to Cheng's house.

She had already sent a message to Cheng Yanqiu yesterday. Cheng Yanqiu started rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for clothes early in the morning. No matter how hard he looked, he was missing one piece. Several members of the family stood at Cheng Yanqiu's door, marveling.

"I didn't expect to see the mistress again."

"Have you recorded it?"

"necessary!"

Two elder brothers and a younger brother teased Cheng Yanqiu who was picking out clothes.

Cheng Yanqiu didn't have the mind to pay attention to them for the time being. This was the first time he and Feng Yin met after they made their relationship public. They had met on the hospital bed several times before. He must be ugly.

No, besides having money, he also has this face.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yanqiu ran to the bathroom again and made himself a facial mask and skin care.

If not for lack of time, he really wanted to do a full-body SPA.

The three brothers looked at Cheng Yanqiu, who was a little crazy, and had only one thought in their minds: The third brother/third brother is crazy.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Feng Yin rang the Cheng family's doorbell.

The doorbell only rang for a while, and Cheng Yanqiu opened the door himself.

"The wind sings."

"Good morning, why aren't you wearing a coat?"

Feng Yin walked in with a food box and looked at Cheng Yanqiu, who was raising his head and chest out. A faint aroma wafted in, and she noticed Cheng Yanqiu's little thoughts.

"There's something different about you today."

"Huh? Is there any?"

Cheng Yanqiu, who was holding his heart in his hands, stared at Feng Yin, waiting for her to speak.

"Yes, very handsome."

Sure enough, Cheng Yanqiu couldn't suppress his smile.

"I know you like to look good, so I dressed up specially."

Cheng Yanqiu did not pretend not to be arrogant, but honestly made Feng Yin laugh.

Feng Yin held Cheng Yanqiu's hand with one hand.

"I like."