I Wish Mo All the Best

In the Yu family, the majestic male owner who was sitting on the sofa watching the news raised his eyebrows and watched as his wife came over with soup and placed it heavily in front of him.

"Come on, drink." Gou Sheng!

"Didn't you say you would send it to your son?"

Chen Meng took off her apron and filled a bowl for her wife.

"My son has been taken care of silently, and he has been warned not to let us go there... Hey, the little black dog is such a waste after he has a girlfriend." He no longer wants to take care of his mother, tsk tsk.

After saying that, he sighed.

"I was ready to take leave to take care of my son, but I was told that I was not needed. It seemed that the children had grown up in an instant. Hey, husband, you also asked for leave?" Chen Meng was confused. The couple both have relatively high positions and can be said to have many things to do every day. They asked for leave for their son, but the son didn't want them anymore.

"No, I'm just taking a break from work." The arrogant second master pretended not to care, "It's not for him. These little bastards all have wives and have forgotten their mothers. It's better for me to treat you better."

After checking his eyes, he was his biological father.

...

When Qianmo returned home, it was already past dinner time.

The time spent with Xiao Hei always flies by so fast. Looking back, it seems like we didn’t talk about much, we just talked casually for the whole day.

The two of them have a lot of things in common. After all, Xiao Hei is much younger than in his previous life and talks more than he did then. Qianmo feels that interesting souls are only one in a hundred, and her Xiao Hei is the kind that is hard to find.

I came home in a good mood for the day and was stunned as soon as I opened the door.

Her house was in a mess. Her father was sitting on the sofa, smoking with his head down. He took a few puffs of cigarettes and drank a few sips of liquor. There were a pile of cigarette butts and bottles of liquor on the floor. There was no trace of her aunt.

"Are you recruiting a thief?" Qianmo scanned the scene and felt as if there had been a family war at home, with things thrown everywhere.

"I'm so angry!" Chen Baichuan picked up the remote control and threw it towards the ground. The remote control shattered into pieces. He seemed to have drunk too much.

Qianmo knew something was wrong at the first glance. Although her father had a bad temper, he had never been so out of control.

"What happened?"

"Children, don't ask questions, this is our adults' business!" Chen Baichuan obviously drank too much, his tongue was enlarged, and his words were illogical.

Qianmo turned around and entered the room. As soon as the door was closed, Chen Baichuan was lying on the sofa, covering his face with his hands.

Hey, he's going to be bored to death now, so he might as well drink himself to death.

Qianmo called her aunt, but no one answered the call. She called over and over again, but no one answered.

Her father is already an alcoholic and a loser, and her aunt is nowhere to be seen.

We have to find my aunt first. My aunt has a bad temper and can easily go to extremes when she gets angry. You must not let anything happen.

Qianmo thought for a while, then took the phone book and looked through the list. The number of people she could call was limited now. If she wanted to find someone to help find her aunt, she would have to search the whole city. There were quite a few people who could be used. .

There are several people in Qianmo's phone book, some from childhood and high school, and some of them are related to local households, but these people...

She is no longer a teenage girl. Naturally, she will not think as before that someone will be nice to her for no reason and can be bought with money. Try not to use relationships, because the value of using relationships in the future will always be more than money. What's more, most of them want to chase her...

If you don't want to accept other people's pursuit, don't use other people's things. After thinking about it, Xiao Hei, the biggest creditor, is still reliable.

But if you pluck the wool from a sheep until it's bald, you owe him the most. If there are too many lice, it won't itch...

And Qianmo had an inexplicable premonition that if she dared to find someone else, Xiao Hei would be awkward for a long time. He had a very strange look on his heart.

In the spirit of international green teaism, Qianmo called him and answered the call almost instantly.

"Lend me a few people."

"What happened?"

Qianmo told him what happened.

"Meet me at the door in ten minutes."

"You need to recuperate—"

"I feel like a phobia may be about to attack, and I feel unwell all over... Maybe if I get nervous, my wounds may become severely cracked or something...

There is even a fade-out effect when speaking!

"...Okay, come on, let your brother drive, don't drive yourself. If the wound opens, don't come to see me again."

Qianmo was speechless for several seconds as she hung up the phone.

What does this guy think of phobia? Although his condition is strange, let's just say it happened, but should he just lie there and act like a yandere whenever he wants to use it?

I couldn't help but think of the naughty child Zhouzhou when he was lying on the ground asking for a toy. No, no, he wouldn't get up if he didn't give something.

If it's Xiao Hei, no, no, he'll get sick if he doesn't follow...

There is no sense of violation and.

Qianmo packed up her things and went downstairs. His car came over after a short wait. She didn't tell him the address, but he could find it. This was Xiao Hei who was reliable.

As long as he didn't take the initiative to ask, he basically knew that being so steady in doing things was in sharp contrast to the childishness of threatening her with illness. He was really obedient, and his brother drove the car.

The front seat was empty and he had to run behind her to squeeze in. He was afraid of getting sick, so he had to look out the window on the left side. Qianmo looked at the back of his head that was full of willfulness and tried.

"If I had just found my hairboy..."

"Male or female?"

"male..."

The sick girl possessed him in a second, her hands were covering her wounds, and she was about to faint. Qianmo almost believed it.

The driver in the front seat resisted the urge to expose the boss - after the sister-in-law returned, the boss was boxing in the ward, with the sour smell of love written all over his face. If you give him a pair of wings, he will fly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Give him a horse pole and he will be a mighty and majestic man on the grassland.

"I'm not looking for it. I think it's more appropriate to approach you for such a matter. After all, you are my... partner." Her hunch was indeed right. If you can't afford to provoke jealousy, don't provoke it.

Someone once again shamelessly ignored the last sentence, only to hear the first sentence was appropriate, and immediately put down his hand.

"Maybe it's not that uncomfortable."

"Hahahaha." The guy in the car in front couldn't help it and almost laughed.

Emma, ​​if this gets out, he will become famous.

Yu Changmo's eyes glanced over, and he consciously silenced himself, looking out the window and praising sincerely.

"Q City is really beautiful, rich in beauties..." The beauties produced just happened to be combined with the boss, a ferocious beast, tsk tsk.

The reliable Xiao Hei would not go around the world looking for his goddess. Qianmo provided her with photos of her aunt. He sent the photos to his group of people, and it didn't take long for them to reply.

My aunt is in a bar in the west of the city.

This speed was faster than Qianmo thought. Although this was not Xiao Hei's home field, his network was as useful as ever.

When Qianmo arrived, she saw the bar's rolling shutter door halfway down and the sound of fighting coming from inside.

Broken, something happened.