The night came quickly and slowly came in the quiet darkness. After finishing his work at six o'clock, Shangye stayed in the guest room. Because the people in front of him had not waked up, he was not only worried about it, but also worried about many questions he wanted to ask. Shangye kept wandering around the room, making the whole house seem lively 。

when the phone rang, Shang Ye was shocked. He took the call. Damn it, what should I do if I call at this time and wake her up? Just when I wanted to start swearing, I heard an impulsive upsurge on the other side of the phone. "President, I have found out the identity of that young lady. You will be surprised that this young lady has a great relationship with that old lady's death!"

Shang Ye was stunned for a long time. He was so clever. He thought that he had tried his best to find the real murderer of his mother, but now he sent it to the door without any effort. Hum, mom, I can avenge you at last.

"Hello, Hello, President, are you listening?" Qionghui is afraid to say anything, but she asks in a flurried way, which makes Shangye return to her mind, "send me her information." With that, Shangye hurried into the study. Just then, the people in the guest room opened their eyes with slight pain from their sleep. Where am I? Wow, what a big room. It's bigger than my home. Why am I here? Have I been sold here by those bad guys? But such a luxurious place The grass sat up with a painful body, looked at the surrounding furnishings stupidly, and thought about the things before fainting. No, it seems that a man saved her, right? Thinking about it, grass immediately shook his head and denied it. How could she be saved? Who would? How could someone save her? It's fantastic, but where am I? Oh, who helped to bandage the wound?

it's over. I must have been sold to rich families to be concubines or mistresses. Yes, it's all on TV. No way. I have to find a way to escape when they don't pay attention. Xiaocao quickly grabbed the clean clothes lying on one side and put them on his body. Wow, it's just right. It's like it's customized for him. Oh, I can't care about the stink, so I have to run. Where to run? The grass tiptoed to the door, gently opened a door seam, looked out, no, there are servants mopping the floor, what can we do? Xiaocao closes the door and walks around the room. Finally, Xiaocao looks at the window and rushes to the window to have a detailed look. Ha ha, it's only on the second floor. Shouldn't there be any problem jumping down?

in the study

Shang Ye frowns and looks at the information. His mood becomes gloomy. Damn it, I saved it Why do I want to save her? My tendon is wrong. I saved her? It's true that at the thought that she may be the child left behind by his mother and foe, Shang Ye's hand is heavily slapped on the table, which is his first low-level mistake in so many years.

just thinking about it, the dog downstairs barked crazily, and there was a woman's pig like scream next to it, "no, young master, that lady may want to leave. She's trapped in the quilt." A maid came up to report.

"ah! Ah! Help! Ah! " Facing this kind of non-human animals, grass is the most afraid. At this moment, she never thought that she would rush out of a big dog when she was happy to "jump" successfully.

"Zili! Come here. " When Shang Ye ran downstairs, he saw that his son was pressing on the grass and licking it. Hearing the master's voice, Zili obediently returns to Shangye's side, spits out a big tongue and continuously dribbles.

the grass has already lost two and a half souls because of the dog's fright. He forgot to run away. He just sat on the ground and cried.

after a while, Shang Ye is obviously impatient. "Is that enough?" A loud roar made the grass lose its voice and stare at him stupidly.

Shang Ye didn't even look at her, and said coldly, "I'll be a maid here later." Finish saying, the head also did not return to walk, leave only have not understood the meaning of grass.

when I didn't figure out how to deal with the daughter of the murderer, I couldn't let her go. I wanted to torture her for a while and let her taste the taste of life is not like death. Hum!

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