No one had expected Rong Yan to resort to such a despicable tactic.
Using smelly socks was one thing, but to actually use a dead person’s smelly socks...
What was she thinking?
Qi Yan’s gaze fell on the color of the socks.
... Uh, they might actually be those very socks, filthy, stinking, and black as if they hadn’t been washed in centuries.
The question was... why did Rong Yan have these dead person’s smelly socks?
Don’t bring up the old lady haunting his dreams again.
If he hadn’t gone to see her tonight, where would she have gotten that deadly bite for Rong Manman?
He felt like vomiting too.
"Wuu wuu wuu... ptooey ptooey ptooey..." Rong Manman was going insane; her whole face was green.
Especially upon hearing that what was stuffed in her mouth were the old lady’s smelly socks, she really wished she could faint right there and then.
It was utterly disgusting.
And these were socks worn by a dead person.
Physiological vomiting...
She vomited several times but couldn’t get the foul object out of her mouth.
Because her hands were restrained by the policewoman next to her, she couldn’t use her hands to get it out.
"... Ugh, let go of me..."
She struggled desperately.
Qi Yan cleared his throat lightly, "... Xiao Ge, let go of one of her hands."
The reason he didn’t ask Xiao Ge to remove it... of course, was "Do not do unto others what you wouldn’t want done unto you!"
Xiao Ge... the policewoman, upon hearing Qi Yan’s words, released one hand.
The smell was indeed a bit unbearable.
With one hand free, Rong Manman couldn’t wait to remove the smelly sock from her mouth.
Initially, she had been hopeful, but upon seeing the familiar sock, she immediately vomited.
Because it really was her grandmother’s sock.
Rong Yan spoke faintly, "Tsk, why vomit? Your grandma was so good to you, even when you killed her... she thought of leaving her socks for you... Also, if you dare to curse again, I wouldn’t mind stuffing it in one more time, letting you savor the taste."
Rong Manman, who had been vomiting her guts out, now vomited even more violently.
She wanted to curse, but the disgust was too overwhelming... ugh...
Qi Yan then noticed Rong Yan wearing a pair of strange gloves, a bit like those used by doctors.
No wonder she could handle those smelly socks... it turned out she was well-prepared.
This person... when she said she was changing clothes earlier, was she actually looking for this smelly sock?
Initially, he suspected the smelly sock might have been from her own home, used to frighten Rong Manman.
But seeing Rong Manman’s reaction... he thought it might really be the dead old lady’s.
"Comrade Qi, there’s nothing for me here then? I’ll be leaving; the smell here is too unbearable, I can hardly stand it."
Qi Yan:...
The foul smell—that was all her doing, wasn’t it?
He glanced at her, then at Rong Manman, who was vomiting uncontrollably, and silently nodded his head.
It seemed clear now, the reason she came here in the middle of the night was just for this performance.
Rong Yan began walking out, only taking a few steps before she stopped and turned around, "Oh, by the way, if you ever need to find me again... I’ll still come over, after all, I’ve kept the old lady’s smelly socks! I wouldn’t mind stuffing one in another time."
Rong Manman:... ugh...
Qi Yan:... This person is really something.
"I’ll drive you guys back."
Rong Yan refused, "No need, my spouse and I can just walk together under the night sky. No need to waste your time."
"Wife, let’s sleep!" Qin Ye reached out and pulled her closer.
As for anything else, he really had no other thoughts.
Rong Yan: ...
Brother, it’s hot today, and body heat is seriously hot.
Can you spare yourself and me too?
The next morning, when Rong Yan woke up, he was nowhere to be found.
She promptly teleported to her space to freshen up.
When she came out, she only saw Qin Mei and not Qin Ye.
Before she could ask, Qin Mei quickly said, "Sister-in-law, big brother went to fix the electric fan. He told you to have breakfast on your own when you wake up."
Hearing this, Rong Yan knew that Qin Ye must have gone to the small courtyard they visited before.
"Okay, by the way, have you eaten?"
Qin Mei nodded, "Sister-in-law, I have already eaten."
Rong Yan looked at her obedient appearance and gently stroked her head.
There was something she forgot; this young girl had no friends here apart from them and had never gone out to have fun.
Unfortunately, the weather was a bit hot today.
"Tonight, let’s go out for a walk, together with your brother."
Qin Mei felt reassured and then nodded, "...Okay."
Breakfast was porridge and egg pancakes.
Because they were still in the pot, they were still hot.
As Rong Yan ate, she felt that Qin Ye’s cooking skills seemed to be getting better and better.
When Qin Zhen arrived, Rong Yan had just finished her breakfast, and seeing his anxious expression, she became curious, "What happened?"

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