Mian Yu was so happy that she was overwhelmed. Wow, this guy is much more generous than Meng.

He didn't choose the wrong thigh.

"Thank you, brother-in-law. I will take good care of my sister."

Siming opened his mouth and didn't correct the address. Everyone was used to it anyway, and none of these people listened to his advice.

"Okay, let's go back."

Mian Yu left happily. After entering the elevator, she looked at the low-key and luxurious cleaning company with a sneer on her lips.

Mian Yi wanted to treat him as a knife. Did she really think he was stupid and couldn't see it?

However, I still have to thank her for giving me such a big piece of pie.

I happily went downstairs to get the car.

Where is the car?

How can he have such a big car?

After finishing his delicious meal, Mian'ao turned his face away from him, pushed Zhou Zhou away, and moved closer to Siming: "Siming, I have a bicycle."

Sima Ming???

The little girl wouldn't take other people's things casually. This car should belong to the Mian family.

The old father expressed his agreement with silence.

"Can you ride?"

"Won't."

Xiaoaozi shook his head.

"I'll teach, I'll teach." Jiang Zhouzhou volunteered.

Siming looked over gloomily: "Now that the evil cultivator is dead, you have nothing to do?"

The old man at the garbage dump, the evil cultivator, is dead.

A drop of blood also floated out after death.

Jiang Zhouzhou felt that the matter was not simple, so he came to report it to Siming immediately.

The news also came that the souls of those missing people were gone.

As for the bodies, those that could be sold were sold, and those that could not be sold were sent to the incinerator.

For this purpose, Zhao Guoyan also arrested a trafficking organization.

It’s just that the person behind the evil practice could not be found.

Now that the person is dead and the clues are gone, it will be difficult to find him again.

Jiang Zhouzhou smiled awkwardly: "Yes, something happened, Boss, if you don't have anything else to tell me, I'll get busy."

After saying that, he didn't dare to say hello to Mian'ao and ran away with his neck shrunk.

Siming snorted coldly and rubbed his cotton-padded jacket's hairy head: "When you have time later, I'll teach you how to ride."

"I still have something to do. I'll be back when I'm done. You can have fun by yourself first."

"You are not allowed to play with Xishi."

The Xishi who was madly flirting with the cotton-padded jacket next to her???