"Miss, are you okay?" Yang Yi was about to pull the girl. Although his more than ten years of skill was destroyed by Tang Haitian, all he had lost was his internal strength. His physical fitness was still there for many years. His lower plate was very stable. When he was hit, his body only shook slightly.

The girl saw Yang Yi and wanted to pull her. She stared at Yang Yi with some viciousness and exclaimed: "What do you want to do? Don't touch me!"

After saying that, he quickly got up from the ground, looked at Yang Yi with a look of fear and disgust. Then he bit his silver teeth, endured the pain from his buttocks, and hurried downstairs, fearing that Yang Yi would do something to her.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment. He felt a little confused. He didn't seem to know this girl. Why did she look like she hates her?

Then, Yang Yi touched his face, suddenly realized and smiled bitterly. Now that he has become "Lin Fan", he thinks it is because of this guy named "Lin Fan" who has a bad impression of that girl, so he will be hated by others.

Then, Yang Yi shook his head and continued to walk upstairs. He didn't plan to live here for the rest of his life, so it doesn't matter if he is hated, so no one will disturb him.

...

No. 305, this is Yang Yi’s current residence. He took out the wooden box given by Tang Haitian, took out a key stored in the bag, opened the door of the room, looked at the room: two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, which totaled about 40 or 50 square meters. There was only one TV and an old computer for household appliances. As for refrigerators and air conditioners, there was no such thing as at all. It seemed that the guy named Lin Fan did not live a wealthy life.

Of course, if you are rich, you won’t live in this Jinyuan Community.

It was noon now, and Yang Yi clumsyly cleaned the living room. Although he had never done housework, he had at least seen a nanny do it, and it was not very difficult to learn to clean it. After more than ten minutes, he still cleaned the living room in a very good manner. At this time, his stomach started to growl.

Yang Yi touched his stomach and frowned and said to himself: "It's too much time to go out to eat now, so I'd better make a bucket first to make it easier to deal with it."

Although Yang Yi will soon become a legendary cultivator who absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon, he has not officially started practicing. Moreover, after practicing, it is really a bit far away for Yang Yi now.

There is a water dispenser in the corner of the hall and a bucket of pure water that has not been turned on yet, so there is no big problem with instant noodles.

After a while, Yang Yi finished soaking the instant noodles and started moving impatiently. In the past, the Yang family was one of the major families in China. The food for each meal was evaluated by a nutritionist and prepared by a chef. This was the first time Yang Yi ate instant noodles.

The spicy beef-flavored instant noodles are steaming at this time, emitting the unique aroma of instant noodles. There is a layer of red oil floating on the soup, and there are some green green greens that are soaked. They smell a little spicy, making people's index fingers tremble.

"Hmm? The taste seems pretty good." Yang Yi picked it up with a fork and took a bite, and nodded. The first time he ate instant noodles was much better than he thought.

Just then—

“Cruff.”

A subtle sound came, but someone gently pushed a small gap from outside the door of the room, and the movement was very small. However, Yang Yi was very sensitive, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his heart. He suddenly raised his head to look.

When Yang Yi saw this, he felt relieved. It turned out that there was a little head secretly looking into the living room outside the door.

"Little sister, who are you looking for? Come in." Yang Yi said with a smile and said to the outside of the door.

At the door, there was a little girl, about ten years old, with two small braids on her head, a yellow coat with Mickey Mouse printed on her upper body, and a white floral skirt on her lower body. Her face was pink and tender, and her big black eyes were very bright, revealing a sense of innocence, like a beautiful little angel.

The little girl thought she was not found by secretly pushing open the crack in the door. Yang Yi's mouth suddenly scared her. She hesitated slightly on her face and then pushed open the door timidly. Her two pink little hands were behind her back, her little head was lowered, as if she had done something wrong, and she whispered: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't break into your house on purpose, I want to find Qiuqiu..."

Yang Yi held the bucket of spicy beef instant noodles in his hand. Seeing that the little girl was very obedient and found it interesting, he smiled slightly, put the instant noodles on the coffee table in front of him, waved to the little girl, and said, "Come here, tell me who Qiuqiu is. I am my brother, not my uncle yet."

When the little girl heard Yang Yi's tone was very gentle, she didn't seem to scold her. She immediately raised her little head, happily gave Yang Yi a smile, walked to Yang Yi, and shouted crisply: "Hello brother!"

Then, the little girl smelled the scent of the spicy beef noodles and couldn't help but look at the instant noodles on the table curiously, shrugging her nose and blinking her big eyes.

Yang Yi asked, "Little sister, do you want to eat?"

The little girl stared at the instant noodles with jealousy, nodded, then remembered something, and shook her head quickly, but a pink little finger was held in her mouth.

Yang Yi rubbed the girl's little head, lifted the instant noodles and handed it to her, and smiled and said, "Don't be polite, eat it. You called me brother just now, and that brother should treat you to food."

When the little girl heard this, she smiled happily, her big eyes narrowed into a slit, her two pink and tender hands hugged a bucket of spicy beef noodles in her arms, and said sweetly to Yang Yi: "Thank you brother!"

Then, he picked up the fork a little clumsyly and prepared to start. Seeing that she was holding the instant noodles, Yang Yi carried her to the sofa and said, "Sit here to eat, put the instant noodles bucket on the coffee table, so it will be much more convenient."

Then, Yang Yi watched the little girl eat it in big mouthfuls. Not long after, most of the bucket of instant noodles disappeared. It was impossible to tell that this well-behaved little girl was quite edible.

"Have you ever eaten instant noodles before?" Yang Yi asked curiously.

Hearing Yang Yi talking to her, the little girl raised her head and looked at Yang Yi with bright big eyes and said, "No, my sister said instant noodles are not nutritious and not cost-effective. A bag of instant noodles costs two yuan. If you use them to buy rice, it will be enough for my family to have a meal of rice."

After hearing this, Yang Yi was stunned. When he was still the young master of the Yang family, the tea he used to rinse his mouth after dinner was more than 100,000 yuan per pound. He never had any idea about this kind of life that he was reluctant to eat even two yuan per bag of instant noodles.

Even now, the Yang family has been destroyed, but he still has a one-million-dollar bank card on his body. The words said by the little girl made Yang Yi feel a little different sigh: Is this an ordinary life? If he has not obtained the inheritance of Senior Luo Yuan, will he have to live such a life in the future?

Then, Yang Yi put aside these worthless thoughts and said to the little girl: "Tell me, what's your name?"

"Grey, Zhuge Liang's Ge, flower buds." The little girl took up the last noodles in the noodle bucket and ate it. After taking a big sip of the soup, she raised her head and replied crisply to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi nodded with a smile, and the little girl seemed to be very proud of the name.

"I'm full, thank you brother." After drinking the soup for half, Grey touched his slightly bulging belly with his little hands, burped, and said with a cute smile.

"Is it delicious?" Yang Yi asked.

Grey thought about it seriously and nodded: "It's delicious, as delicious as the noodles cooked by my mother."

Then, Ge Lei thought of something, and his little face looked a little sad: "But my mother is sick and hasn't cooked noodles for me for a whole month."

"What disease does your mother have?" Yang Yi's heart moved and asked after seeing Ge Lei's unhappy look.

PS:
Chapter completed!