The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

Uncle Sang grabbed his phone and hurried out.

The second wife, carrying fruit, saw the second master Sang hurrying past her and left. She was dignified but somewhat hesitant. "I washed the fruit, would you like some...?"

"I'm busy, you eat by yourself." Second Master Sang waved his hand impatiently and left without looking back.

The second wife was left standing there, looking down at the fruit in her hand, her lips pursed in silence.

On the other side, Yu Jiusi was happily heading to their destination with Dahuang.

This time, it was a takeout delivery. After picking up the food at the store, Yu Jiusi followed the navigation to the address given by the customer.

As Yu Jiusi carried the takeout food, she felt increasingly uneasy.

Looking at the exquisitely decorated apartment in front of me, it wasn't as luxurious as the ones in Beiyuan, but it wasn't cheap either.

Do people here still order takeout?

Yu Jiusi glanced at the takeout in her hand, tilted her head in confusion, and went upstairs with doubt and a little unease.

Yu Jiusi knocked on the door, waited for more than ten seconds but no one came to open it, so she knocked again.

After persistent knocking, the door finally opened. A burly man with cold, hard features glared menacingly at Yu Jiusi, his tone harsh, "No insurance, no credit card, no gym membership."

Yu Jiusi, who was suddenly yelled at, remained calm and silently raised the takeout in her hand.

"Delivering takeout?" The man frowned when he saw the takeout in Yu Jiusi's hand, and rudely tried to snatch it away, looking impatient. "Alright, you can go now."

The man took the takeout and was about to close the door when Yu Jiusi suddenly raised her hand and grabbed the door frame, stopping him from closing the door.

A delicate, pale hand gently and loosely gripped the door, but the man behind it, with his muscles taut, couldn't budge it no matter how hard he tried.

Yu Jiusi stepped forward and braced himself against the door, glancing discreetly at a dark stain on the other person's clothes.

Then, under the man's ferocious expression, she slowly took out a small notebook and pen, and calmly began to write and draw.

May I come in for a drink of water?

Yu Jiusi showed the neat handwriting on the notebook, and the man with the distorted expression on his face was still a little confused when he first saw that line of words.

It took me a while to realize that the other person might be mute.

The man stopped insisting on closing the door and instead gave the beautiful and refined Yu Jiusi a subtle once-over, before tugging at the corners of his mouth in a cryptic smile. "Alright, come in."

The man opened the door and let Yu Jiusi in.

Yu Jiusi and her little mongrel dog, Dahuang, walked into the house with an innocent air. Where they couldn't see, the man revealed a strange smile.

The guards who were secretly protecting Yu Jiusi saw this and frowned.

The man gave him a very strange feeling. Sensing something was wrong, the guard glanced at the tightly closed door, surveyed his surroundings, and silently lurked in the shadows, waiting for his chance to strike.

"Don't wander off, I'll go get you some water." The man casually tossed the takeout onto the table, speaking in a rather unfriendly tone, before turning and going into the kitchen.

Yu Jiusi glanced lightly at the hidden water dispenser placed not far from him without saying a word.

After the man entered the kitchen, Yu Jiusi turned around and looked around the cozy but somewhat messy room, her gaze lingering on the toys on the floor for two seconds.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of coldness and danger.

Instead of standing still as the man had suggested, she slowly walked towards one of the rooms, looked around, and stared intently at the enormous wardrobe.

Approaching step by step, each step seemed to be walking on the breath of someone.

The breathing inside the wardrobe grew heavier and more rapid, until finally, when Yu Jiusi yanked open the wardrobe door, the breathing stopped abruptly.

The two little radish heads hiding inside the closet covered each other's mouths tightly, looking at Yu Jiusi who suddenly appeared with terrified eyes.

Huddled in the closet, trembling, the two embraced tightly, their fear genuine.

Yu Jiusi frowned slightly as she looked at the two little radishes hiding in the closet.

Just as she was wondering whether to take the two frightened little ones out, they suddenly stared wide-eyed at her from behind.

Her eyes were brimming with horror and fear, glistening with tears.

Although terrified, the older brother hugged his younger sister tightly, trying his best to hide her crying face in his arms, attempting to shield her from her fear in this way.

After hiding his sister, the brother, with tears welling in his eyes, cried out in alarm as he looked at the man behind Yu Jiusi who had raised a wooden stick, "Be careful!"

Almost the instant he opened his mouth, the man who had quietly approached Yu Jiusi raised a wooden stick as thick as his wrist, his eyes flashing with a crazy and perverse light.

He suddenly swung the stick down at the little girl.

Yu Jiusi stood calmly in front of the wardrobe, neither turning around nor moving.

No one expected that just as the wooden stick was about to fall on Yu Jiusi's head, a figure suddenly darted out.

The little mongrel suddenly pounced like a tiger, delivering a powerful headbutt that sent the wooden stick flying. The big yellow dog landed gracefully, baring its teeth and growling menacingly at the man.

"Woof~ Woof..."

You little bastard, how dare you launch a sneak attack! I'll bite you to death!

The wooden stick in his hand was knocked away, and the man couldn't help but take a few steps back. His thick arm was numb and trembling, and he looked at the little mongrel on the ground with a hint of fear.

What breed of dog is this? Is it a mechanical dog? Is its head made of iron?

The little girl, who had her back to him, slowly turned around. Her delicate face was expressionless, and her clear, black and white eyes stared at him silently, inexplicably filling him with fear.

The little boy, who had been crying in fear, was stunned by the bizarre scene. He suppressed his fear, tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes, and stared blankly at the strange situation outside the wardrobe.

"Hmph, seeing that you have some looks, I was originally planning to knock you out and sell you, but since you've discovered me, you can't be kept alive."

The man looked at the frail Yu Jiusi, sneered disdainfully, and said with righteous indignation that he wanted to kill her.

The way he could kill her so easily made it seem as if he wasn't the one whose arm had just been numb by the dog-headed kung fu.

Yu Jiusi gazed at the exceptionally confident man opposite her, then glanced down at the snarling, baring yellow dog.

Upon receiving the signal, Big Yellow retracted its small fangs, turned around, wagged its tail, and went to the wardrobe, where it leaped and landed inside.

The little boy was tense, nervously hugging his sister tightly and shrinking back, still showing fear even in the face of the soft and cute big yellow dog.

Big Yellow wagged its tail, looking harmless, and then hooked the wardrobe door shut with its hind paw.

The man glanced at the closed wardrobe, scoffed, and spat, "Pah, troublesome."

He noticed that there were usually no adults at home, so he became greedy and wanted to make a quick buck.

Once he has the money, he'll kill every child in the family who has ever seen his face. By then, the emperor will be far away, and no one will know he's the murderer. He can then live a carefree and happy life outside.

Who knew that before we could even find the money, some lousy food delivery guy would get involved? What a pain in the ass.

The man picked up another wooden stick, his eyes fierce and sinister, and swung his arm to strike the little girl's head.

Yu Jiusi casually raised his hand, and a black frying pan suddenly appeared, blocking the falling wooden stick with a "clang".

The man was terrified.

Damn it, where did this pot come from?