Chapter 87 [Unable to Continue the Conversation] (7800 words)
After locking himself in his bedroom for a full day and night, Chen Yan finally came downstairs the next day with a pale face. His legs trembled as he stepped down the stairs, as if he was walking on cotton.
Gu Qingyi, who was watching TV in the living room, glanced at Chen Yan and frowned, "You..."
"Don't talk yet, I need to settle a score with Old Deng." Chen Yan waved his hand, then went to the kitchen to grab a broom. He swung it a few times in his hand, feeling that it was still handy. He also took the medicine pouch Chu Keqing had sent over.
Chen Yan stormed out with the broom and medicine pouch, heading towards the gate of Old Deng's house next door. Before he even reached the gate, he saw Old Deng stepping out with a birdcage in one hand, his other hand behind his back, strolling out leisurely.
"Old Deng!" Chen Yan pointed with the broom from afar and shouted, "Don't run away!"
