The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 178 Whose Daisy?

Gu Feng was so flustered by Ye Xi'an's suspicion that he was completely unaware of what he was doing. He reached out and grabbed Ye Xi'an's hand, forcefully pressing it against his handsome face.

No one could react to these actions until the burning heat from Gu Feng's face reached Ye Xi'an's palm. She suddenly screamed and tried to pull her hand back, but Gu Feng held it tightly.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The other four also reacted and swarmed forward, surrounding Ye Xi'an and confronting Gu Feng with cold expressions.

Ji Jiangci grabbed Gu Feng's hand that was holding Ye Xi'an: "Let go!"

Gu Feng snapped out of his daze and immediately released Ye Xi'an's hand, but his strength was too great, leaving a shocking dark purple bruise on Ye Xi'an's fair wrist.

Gu Feng's pupils contracted, and his lips trembled as he apologized to Ye Xi'an, "I...I didn't mean to, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a slap landed hard on his face. It was Ye Xi'an who made the move.

Ye Xi'an gritted her teeth, her soft hands trembling slightly.

Now she believed it. Gu Feng's face was really hard, even harder than the leather stakes she had hit in the training hall, making her palms go numb.

But saving face was more important. She hid her hands behind her back and said in a fit of anger, "Bo Jing, get him!"

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Jing punched Gu Feng in the face, instantly turning her stunningly beautiful face bruised and purple.

"How dare you hurt An'an! You're asking for death!"

Bo Jing threw punch after punch, whether intentionally or accidentally, each punch landed squarely on Gu Feng's beautiful face.

Gu Feng knew he was in the wrong; he could have dodged these attacks, but he still endured them anyway.

"Wife, shouldn't we beat him up?" Yi Yang carefully held Ye Xi'an's wrist, his previous adoring expression now replaced by a fierce look, eager to make a move. Yes, Yi Yang had not only unfollowed her today, but also turned against her! Daring to hit his wife was unforgivable.

"Never mind, Bo Jing is enough on his own."

After fighting for an unknown amount of time, Ye Xi'an said, "Bo Jingxing is gone," when she felt that Gu Feng was almost unrecognizable.

Bo Jing was holding Gu Feng by the collar when he heard Ye Xi'an's command, and his fist, which was already in mid-air, fell down unwillingly.

Gu Feng, his face bruised and swollen, said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to prove that I wasn't lying."

Ye Xi'an sighed. She really couldn't understand how a neighbor she had only met twice could cause such a big conflict: "You don't need to apologize to me."

"Just don't keep bothering my house in the future. And this door, since we're neighbors, I'll give you a discount. Just give me 100,000."

Gu Feng paid the money silently, knowing that now was not the right time to try and keep him.

"Can we still be normal neighbors?"

Ye Xi'an half-closed the door: "Okay, but you'd better go and see how neighbors should get along."

After saying that, she slammed the door shut without any hesitation.

Gu Feng ran his fingertips over the bruises on his cheek, leaning against the cold door of Ye Xi'an's house. The sound of Ye Xi'an closing the door seemed to still echo in his ears.

The phrase "It's best to see how neighbors should get along" was like a needle, repeatedly pricking his already sensitive nerves.

He really messed up. Ye Xi'an didn't like his way of flirting, and not only that, he also hurt her.

Gu Feng looked down at his well-defined hands, as if he could still feel Ye Xi'an's delicate skin and warm body temperature at his fingertips, as well as the glaring bruise on Ye Xi'an's wrist.

Regret and self-blame almost overwhelmed him.

"It's okay, I can still be a normal neighbor with Ye Xi'an."

But what should a normal neighbor be like?
Gu Feng has lived for so many years, but because of the horn on his head, he has had almost no social life, let alone any neighborly relations.

Back home, I awkwardly searched on my personal computer for "how to get along well with your neighbors".

The answers were varied, ranging from sharing food to helping look after pets to keeping common areas clean. Gu Feng frowned as he looked at the suggestions.

Sharing food? Is what he makes even edible? Ye Xi'an has so many excellent males in his family, would he be short of food?
Help? He can't even take care of himself.

Keep it clean...that seems like something to try.

The next morning, a pot of very beautiful bright yellow daisies appeared in front of Ye Xi'an's house.

Meanwhile, the floor of the corridor from their door to the elevator was polished to a shine, almost reflecting light.

Yi Yang was the first to go out to throw away the trash. Seeing this scene, he scratched his flaxen hair.

"Huh? Who cleaned the hallway? And put flowers in it?"

He bent down to pick up the pot of daisies, brought it close to his nose and smelled it. The strong fragrance made him sneeze several times.

However, it did smell really good. He didn't think about where the flower came from at all; he just knew that once he brought it home, it belonged to their family.

"An'an, look!"

Ye Xi'an had just finished washing up when she came out and saw the flowers in Yi Yang's hand.

"Oh, you went to buy flowers?" But she remembered that Yi Yang had only gone out for a short while.

Yi Yang shook his head blankly: "No, it's the one at the entrance. I thought you bought it."

Then he smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter if it's not, it's ours now."

Ye Xi'an frowned and walked over, snatching the flowers from his hand and preparing to put them back by the door: "How can you take other people's things like that? That's not right."

As she spoke, she took the flowers and walked to the door, looking around twice, but didn't see anyone.

Could it be that the deliveryman made a mistake? But such a situation is almost impossible. In such a high-tech world, the probability of such a mistake is about the same as winning the lottery.

"Whose is this anyway?"

Bo Jing snorted coldly, walked to Ye Xi'an's side, his sharp brown eyes scanned the room, and finally fixed his gaze on Hawkeye across from him.

"Who else could it be but that horned monster?"

Ji Jiangci also came over and said gently, "Perhaps it was placed there by the new cleaner hired by the property management, to give each homeowner a surprise?"

Lin Zhijing pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "The property management's cleaning robots came by yesterday, and they wouldn't put out these aesthetically questionable wild daisies."

The blame was once again placed on Gu Feng.

Ye Xi'an had a headache.

This subtle attempt to curry favor made her feel more awkward than a direct apology.

She waved her hand: "Never mind, just throw the flowers away."

"Okay." Yi Yang obediently threw the flower into the trash can.

In the following days, similar "surprises" continued to occur.

Sometimes, a small bag of freshly picked berries would appear at the door, carefully wrapped in leaves.

Sometimes it's just a loose light bulb in the hallway being quietly tightened.

On one occasion, Ye Xi'an discovered that the doormat at the entrance had been washed and even smelled of being sun-dried when she went out.

These actions were extremely secretive, and Ye Xi'an and his group never stumbled upon the "crime scene."

But all the males in the house knew perfectly well who did it.