After being reborn as a male god, you want to rip off my vest

Chapter 1543 How can I admit my mistake?

Not long after, Xia Lingxi was seen going out with a bag of paper money.

Everyone in the family knew what she was up to.

There is a custom to burn paper money every New Year's Eve to invite the dead to go home for a reunion.

Xia Lingxi burns paper every year.

Wen Yi pouted, pulled Feng Hen and said, "Brother Feng, what are your hobbies? Let's chat."

Feng Hen withdrew his gaze and said casually: "Practice calligraphy and read books."

Wen Yi was a little embarrassed. He didn't like practicing calligraphy and reading books that Fenghen said, so he thought he liked playing games?

Seeing Feng Hen take out a cowhide notebook, Wen Yi poked his head curiously and laughed: "My sister is still so old-fashioned now? Write notes for Brother Feng?"

Feng Hen paused while holding the cowhide notebook, and his icy blue eyes suddenly caught Wen Yi: "Write notes to me? What do you mean?"

Wen Yi was startled, and trembled from the sudden cooling of Feng Hen's aura.What are you doing?
"I - I -" Wen Yi was a little undecided.

Fenghen's eyes flickered, he grinned, and took out a red envelope to him: "New Year's red envelope, tell me what you said just now?"

Wen Yi opened the red envelope in surprise, and saw that there was a check inside, and seeing the zero on it made him swallow continuously.

Nima, what a big red envelope!

Gotta get rich!

Cannibals with short mouths are soft hands!Wen Yi's mouth has always been unstable, and he immediately poured out all the words like pouring beans.

"Brother Feng, doesn't this notebook belong to my sister? I know her handwriting." Wen Yi said strangely.

Fenghen's expression changed slightly, "Did you admit it wrong?"

Wen Yi laughed: "How could I admit my mistake? That's my sister!"

He had secretly imitated Xia Lingxi's handwriting and signature before and sold it to her fans in the class.

This deal is particularly cost-effective.

Seeing that Fenghen didn't seem to believe it, Wen Yi immediately ran upstairs, opened Xia Lingxi's door, took out a few homework books that Xia Lingxi had written before, slipped down and stuffed them into Fenghen's hands.

Feng Hen opened the homework book, looked at the delicate and cold handwriting on it, his complexion became colder and colder, a whirlwind suddenly flew out from his fingertips, piercing the homework book on the spot!

Didn't Xia Lingxi tell him personally that she picked up the notebook? Did she also learn "Song of the Wind" from above?So the owner of the diary is dead?

With a gloomy face, Fenghen raised his legs and walked outside.

Wen Yi was a little confused: "Brother Feng? What's wrong with you? The New Year's Eve dinner is coming soon."

Fenghen remained silent, opened the door, and a gust of cold wind and snow came.

In the distance, there is a white figure that almost blends with the snow, and there are faint flames jumping.

"Father, younger brother, it's New Year's Eve again today, you should come back to celebrate the New Year too." Xia Lingxi muttered to herself, holding paper money in her hand and burning it.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the paper money on fire flew up in the air, which was a bit fierce.

Xia Lingxi was startled, she stood up abruptly and backed away.People, suddenly crashed into the arms of the man.

That embrace was familiar and cold.

Xia Lingxi turned pale with fright, raised her head suddenly, and her eyes fell into those eyes that were as vast as the deep sea.

"Wind mark?! Did you do it?"

Feng Hen glanced at the rolled up paper money, and said with a smile: "Miss Xia, it's winter now, and the wind and snow are heavy."

So, it can't be blamed on him?
Can he be a little more shameless? !
(End of this chapter)