32: Chapter 32 Everyone in this family is destined to be cannon fodder, each one more miserable than the last!

Chen Xingyue screamed madly in her heart, but she didn't dare to show a trace on her Face, holding it in until her expression was distorted.

The immortal venerable voice pack was completely unaware of how many people's appetites it had whetted.

It yawned on its own, its tone lazy.

[At the end of the day, this love-brained idiot doesn't deserve a sincere and good relationship to begin with.]

[It's not just her.]

[Everyone in this family is the same.]

[Everyone has the fate of cannon fodder, not a single one has a good end, and their endings are more hideous than the last.]

[In your past lives, all of you favored the Fake Young Master, holding a wolf as a treasure and casting aside the Immortal Venerable like worn-out shoes.]

[Now that you have met such a miserable ending, it is purely Karma's retribution.]

Everyone's heart tightened.

Their business was also in here! ∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ?!

Earlier they had felt it strange, if Chen Xingyue's end in the past life was truly that desolate...

As family members, it was impossible for them to remain indifferent, right?

No matter what, there wouldn't need to be an outsider helping to handle the funeral arrangements.

Could it be that at that time, they had also encountered various misfortunes and were too busy to get away?!

[Let's talk about my Genius third sister, the painter.]

Chen Nianan suddenly raised her head.

The drawing board in her arms was subconsciously hugged even tighter.

[Her paintings—]

What's wrong with my paintings???

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

Chen Nianan's heart almost stopped beating.

[(_ _)(-.-)(~O~)...(-.-) ~Yawn~]

[Forget it, why is this Venerable thinking so much?]

[Sleepy, sleepy, I'd better go to sleep early.]

[Anyway, this family's life or death has nothing to do with this Venerable.]

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The entire living room seemed to have solidified into a painting.

At this moment, the entire Chen family's mentality shattered!!!!!!

If just now whetting their appetites only caused Chen Xingyue alone to feel stifled, right now it was the whole crew going crazy, wishing they could throw a tantrum on the spot.

They even began to suspect...

Did this brat know all along? That everyone in the family could hear his inner voice???

That's why he deliberately played with the whole family?! (•́へ•́╬)!!!

As for Chen Xingyue, she was completely numb.

Her true love hadn't been spoken out yet.

Third sister's paintings, just as they started, were gone again.

This thousand-slash bastard younger brother!!!!

Do you even know or not?!!

With just a few words from you, motherfucker! No one in the family is going to sleep tonight!!!!!

You did this on purpose, right!!!

You definitely did this on purpose! [○･｀Д´･ ○]!!!!!!

You must have known we were eavesdropping! You were deliberately toying with us, weren't you!!!!!

Either don't say it at all! Or finish it directly!!!

Is there anyone who leaves people hanging like you?!!!

It's too despicable ahhhhhh!!!!!

Chen Xingyue was so angry her stomach hurt.

Only Chen Fan himself had an innocent and clueless look, not noticing even a bit of the undercurrents surging in the family.

He merely thought the voice pack in his mind was telling stories again, listening with great relish!

Still unsatisfied, he urged for an update:

"Brother Hao?"

"Brother Hao, why do you speak halfway again?"

"Who is fourth sister's life-saver? Finish speaking!"

"What's wrong with third sister's paintings? Talk about that too!"

"And what about the plot for Dad, Mom, eldest sister, and second sister?"

"Begging for subsequent chapters! Don't leave it hanging!"

"Waiting online, quite urgent!"

There was a moment of silence in his mind before an exasperated voice came through.

[You tell this Venerable to speak, and this Venerable will speak?]

[Wouldn't this Venerable lose all Face?]

Chen Fan's lips twitched.

"You're just a voice pack, what Face do you want?"

[Hmph, this Venerable is sleepy.]

[Logging off.]

[Noisy Mortals, all of you disperse!]

Chen Fan: "..."

"Fine, fine, fine, you're ruthless."

Sometimes, he really wondered if this voice pack could be a person.

It was too humanized, and even acted spoiled.

He tentatively called out a couple more times.

There was no response.

Brother Hao seemed to have really muted his mic?

Forget it, ε=(´ο｀*))) Things that couldn't be controlled were useless to rush.

He glanced at his phone; the time was indeed not early.

Whatever the matter was, they could talk about it tomorrow.

He threw the melon seed shells in his hand into the trash can, clapped his hands, and stood up.

He revealed an obedient and brilliant smile and said:

"Mom and Dad, Eldest Sister, Second Sister, Third Sister, Fourth Sister, I'm a bit sleepy, I'll go rest first."

"You guys sleep early too! See you tomorrow!"

"..."

Meanwhile, the members of the Chen family were still struggling to control the twitching muscles on their Faces.

"G-Good... Xiao Fan, you go sleep first..."

"Good night... Sweet dreams..."

"Rest early..."

"..."

Each and every smiling Face was as stiff as if plastered with a layer of paste.

Not knowing whether it was an illusion.

Chen Fan always felt that when his family members spoke, they were somewhat grinding their teeth.

It was as if they hated him so much their teeth itched?!

Mm, it must be an illusion.

After all, everyone was his beloved family and friends, loving him was too late, how could they have any opinions about him???

I must be too sensitive (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧~~~

In a pleasant mood, Chen Fan turned around and went upstairs with brisk footsteps.

The voice-activated light at the stairway lit up, reflecting his slender back.

Until—

The sound of footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the second-floor corridor.

Chen Xingyue could finally hold it in no longer.

She slammed into the sofa, buried her Face in the throw pillow, and let out an ultimate, suppressed roar:

"Wuuwaaahwaaah—!!!!"

"He was definitely doing it on purpose!!!"

"He must know we're eavesdropping!!!"

"This is revenge! It's revenge for us treating Xiao Ci well in our past lives!!!"

"..."

Wang Xiaoyun hurriedly covered her mouth and lowered her voice:

"Don't yell! What if Xiao Fan hears?!"

"..."

Chen Xingyue sobbed and kicked her legs in anger.

Chen Xuening pushed her glasses, her expression solemn:

"Mom is right."

"We cannot expose ourselves."

"Once Xiao Fan knows we can hear his inner voice—"

"Given his level of defense and disgust towards us, don't even think about eavesdropping on any information in the future."

"..."

As soon as these words were said, everyone fell silent.

That's right.

This Chen Fan right now was not the timid little adolescent yearning for familial affection on the surface.

He hid too many secrets in his heart.

And they happened to be able to eavesdrop on these secrets.

This information gap was their greatest advantage.

It must never be lost.

Chen Jianguo said in a deep voice:

"Remember this! Today's matters, let them rot in your stomachs."

"In front of Xiao Fan, act however you should."

"Treat him the way you treated him before."

"We cannot let him grow suspicious."

"As for those things he mentioned in his inner voice, I feel we can't completely believe them either."

"Anyway, I absolutely do not believe the past life in Xiao Fan's inner voice would be our spacetime; no matter what, it's impossible for us to abuse him."

"I feel that even if Xiao Fan really is a Rebirth person! He comes from another parallel world!"

"So regarding those prophecies about us, don't be too anxious, just let things take their course."

"Perhaps in our spacetime, it won't happen at all."

"..."

Everyone nodded in unison, feeling it made a lot of sense.

There was no need to worry needlessly over things that hadn't happened yet and invite trouble for oneself.

Only Chen Nianan sat in the corner, not saying a single word.

Her paintings—

What on earth would happen?

As a senior social phobic who viewed painting as her life and had nothing else in life besides painting.

Hearing that her paintings might have problems in the future, how could she not be anxious?!

Even if there was only a 1% possibility, she had to prevent it.

This was her only spiritual sustenance.

Extreme social phobic that she was, for the first time in her life, she developed the urge to grab someone and torture them for answers.

But she didn't dare.

She didn't even dare to speak loudly.

She could only hold all her anxiety, fear, and unease deep inside her heart.

Holding it in until her eye sockets were red and her fingertips were ice-cold.

Chen Yutong noticed her abnormality and gently held her hand.

Her touch was ice-cold.

"Nianan, don't be afraid."

"Whatever problems there are, we'll solve them together."

"..."

Chen Nianan raised her tear-wet eyelashes and looked at her older sister's gentle Face.

After a long while, she gently nodded once.

Very lightly.

Very reluctantly.

But at least her hand stopped shaking.

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Night gradually grew deeper.

The lights of the Chen family's villa went out one by one.

Yet in every room, there was a pair of eyes wide open, unable to close no matter what.

Chen Xingyue tossed and turned in bed, her mind filled entirely with that "life-saver" of blurred memory.

Who was he? What did he look like? Where was he now?

She didn't even know the other person's name.

Yet she had already lost sleep over him.

Chen Nianan sat facing the blank canvas for a whole night.

She picked up the paintbrush, then put it down again.

Hesitating and not daring to let the brush touch the paper for a long time.

For the first time, she developed a deep fear regarding her own future.

Chen Xuening lay in bed, unconsciously flipping through the "Criminal Procedure Law", but her thoughts had long since drifted who knows where.

She had never believed in fate.

Yet every single thing prophesied by Chen Fan's inner voice had come true.

Then what about the endings of the four sisters?

Would they really be more miserable than the last?

She was unwilling to accept this.

Chen Yutong sat in front of the desk, closed the medical journal, and irritably rubbed her brows.

She was a doctor and was used to life and death.

But being prophesied to "die a very hideous death" still made her feel very uncomfortable.

Extremely uncomfortable.

As for Chen Jianguo and Wang Xiaoyun.

The two people whose combined ages totaled over a hundred were sitting on the bedroom sofa, looking at each other in speechlessness.

"Old Chen."

"Mm."

"Tomorrow Xiao Ci is being discharged and coming home, do you think the two brothers won't start fighting the moment they meet? When the time comes, both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh, who are we two going to help?"

"...Don't think blindly."

"Sleep."

Yet neither of them slept.

This night.

Everyone in the Chen family.

Except for the heartless Chen Fan.

All lost sleep.

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