Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

I'll write a couple of slice-of-life scenes to practice my ability to write emotional storylines. I don't know if you godfathers will like to read them.

It's almost over. After finishing writing about this dinner party, the story of Nathan Island will begin...

Dear godfathers, please give me some support! It's already over 700,000 words, and I'm really going to have to rely on my love for this to keep writing! Waaaaah!

Good night, sweet dreams.

Chapter 348 Feng Xingtong: My plan failed; it is fate! (First Update)

After hearing what Feng Xingtong said, her eyes widened as if to say:

That's slander! That's pure slander!

Isn't she only doing this to make up for the debt she owes to Zhou Fengliu because of her family, her father, and Feng Xingtong's debt at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?

How can you say you like it to the extreme?

This is at most a feeling.

That's what she was thinking at the time.

She stated that she could use the excuse of repaying Feng Xingtong's debt of gratitude until the day she dies...

"If it weren't for repaying a debt of gratitude to you..." Feng Shayan thought to herself, and said it aloud at the same time.

"Sis, you really know how to make excuses for yourself."

Feng Xingtong shook his head upon hearing this:

"Anyway, my plan works; it's up to you whether you use it or not..."

"..."

She was silent at first, then, as if possessed, asked:

"Will this plan really work? What if Zhou Fengliu slaps you..."

"My plan failed; it is fate!"

"For my older sister's sake, I can give it a try..."

That's what the strategist Feng Xingtong confidently declared back then.

...

Coming to her senses, Feng Shayan frowned slightly, reflecting on her changed thoughts.

She was puzzled...when did she start to gradually change into Zhou Fengliu's shape?

Or to put it another way, when exactly did she start to seem to have some feelings for Zhou Fengliu?

It was from the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony that we learned that Zhou Fengliu had saved the spirit of Prince Zhong from Wang Bing's hands.

That same night, she asked Zhou Fengliu to break Wang Bing's third leg, but Zhou Fengliu ended up beating Wang Bing into a fool who was obsessed with "Kunwu".

Perhaps even she herself couldn't explain it clearly, couldn't articulate where to begin...

...

As time went by, both Fu Rong and Feng Shayan had mixed feelings about the dinner party.

Feng Xingtong, the instigator, became the focus of everyone's attention.

When everyone else remained silent, Feng Xingtong, the troublemaker, stood out all the more.

Zhou Fengliu, who was full, hadn't noticed anything before.

After they finished eating, he noticed that Rongzi and Yanzi looked a little off.

Feng Xingtong, the source of all evil, kept causing trouble, making the atmosphere at the banquet increasingly awkward.

"Xingtong, I feel like you've been talking a lot tonight..."

Zhou Fengliu looked at Feng Xingtong and said this.

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Feng Xingtong was startled, as if his secret technique had been discovered, and a large "danger" seemed to appear above his head.

"Big brother... I didn't mean to. I felt the atmosphere might need to be a bit more lively... so I was talking a bit too much... Um, big brother, I'm going to the bathroom first."

The strategist Feng Xingtong knows what emergency avoidance is.

He wanted to make a quick escape to pee, to avoid being subjected to Zhou Fengliu's intense confrontation later.

Seeing that Feng Xingtong was about to run away, Zhou Fengliu thought it best for the kid to stay in the toilet and not cause trouble tonight.

So he called out Feng Xingtong's name and then activated the new skill he had acquired that day: [100% Unstoppable Flow].

"Feng Xing Tong..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu call her name, Feng Xingtong turned around and responded.

He had just turned his head when he met Zhou Fengliu's gaze, which immediately made him feel a sense of danger.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, go ahead."

"it is good..."

Feng Xingtong nodded and was about to leisurely go to the toilet when suddenly her brows furrowed as she felt a churning sensation in her lower abdomen and stomach.

This feeling is like something in your stomach is undergoing a chemical reaction, like waves, one after another, pushing the urge to defecate to a climax in your brain.

Glug glug.

The combination of gases further aggravated the urge to defecate, making it even more unbearable.

Holy crap...

Did I eat something that upset my stomach?

not good...

As the saying goes: When you're having diarrhea, you can't believe a single word, or you'll suffer a lot.

At this moment, Feng Xingtong felt that his sphincter muscles were undergoing a tremendous test.

Seeing that he was covered in cold sweat, he hurriedly ran to the toilet and took off his pants.

Toilet! Start!

With a few loud bangs, Feng Xingtong began a night of torment.

...

Even after everyone had finished eating dinner and washing the dishes, Feng Shayan was about to leave when Feng Xingtong hadn't gone more than ten meters from the toilet.

Tonight, Feng Xingtong was like he'd eaten a whole pack of chewing gum; he just couldn't stop. After a few rounds, his skin was burning with pain...

It darted around way too fast.

"What...did you eat last night?"

Looking at Feng Xingtong, whose face was pale and whose legs were numb from squatting, Feng Shayan asked with a hint of disgust.

"I...don't know."

Feng Xingtong was on the verge of tears. He had never experienced such a severe test for his sphincter muscles in all his life.

"Then... are you sure you can manage? If not, will you stay here tonight? I'll tell Zhou Fengliu..." Feng Shayan hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Upon hearing his older sister's words, Feng Xingtong immediately perked up. He looked at Feng Shayan and said with a determined expression:

"Sure, sis, you go and talk to them..."

"Oh."

Watching her older sister's departing figure, a faint sadness flashed across Feng Xingtong's face.

For the sake of her older sister's happiness, someone always has to shoulder the burden...

...

Faced with the request from the Feng siblings, Zhou Fengliu naturally did not refuse.

After all, Zhou Fengliu, the instigator, was quite curious about how long the effect of the "100% Unstoppable" skill could last, seeing Feng Xingtong in that state.

Although the Feng siblings were allowed to stay, the villa didn't have enough rooms, which meant Feng Xingtong had to sleep on the sofa.

...

Although they all returned to their rooms, none of them slept that night.

In the room on the left side of the second floor, Fu Rong was leaning against the headboard, wearing pajamas and holding a rabbit doll in her hands. She looked at the doll as if she had something on her mind.

She always had a thoughtful expression on her face.

Does Zhou Fengliu actually like Yanzi?

...

In the room on the right side of the second floor, Teacher Tao, who had been eating melons all night, was curled up in bed watching a TV series on her tablet, occasionally sighing, "This kid is really handsome..."

Handsome as she was, she felt that the male lead in the TV series looked familiar, and she always felt a sense of incongruity watching the romance between the male lead and the female lead.

Tao Tao lay on the bed, her two jade-like feet swinging in the air for a while, when suddenly... she realized what was happening.

"I knew it! This kid looks a bit like Zhou Fengliu! This feeling of watching an acquaintance show off... is so awkwardly satisfying."

...

In a room on the left side of the first floor, facing a small garden, Chen Duo, a girl addicted to the internet, looked around.

Inside the room, apart from Chen Junyan, who was curled up in his doghouse sleeping, there was no one else...

Chapter 349 Night Deep, Lingyu Still Unslept! (Second Update)

In the dead of night, Chen Duo carefully pulled a small plastic bag from deep inside the cabinet.

The small plastic bag is black, and inside are red and green banknotes...

She poured out all the banknotes and then counted them one by one under the lamplight.

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