No wonder the Luo family got into trouble. It would be strange if nothing happened if they were following such a thing.
However, we should be able to find something useful from it.
He reached out and rubbed the little hair on his cotton-padded jacket: "Grandpa, you can rest assured and recover. I will do my best to help you find your grandson."
Others said that the old man didn't believe it, but Sima Ming had a convincing power.
The old man looked at it hopefully: "Can it really be found?"
"Yes." Siming said firmly that he could always find one of them, whether it was a living person, a dead body or a soul.
The security guard suddenly felt a glimmer of hope: "Okay, okay, I will take good care of myself. As long as my grandson can come back, I will do anything for you."
Siming nodded, patted the cotton-padded jacket on the head, and left with his men, taking the unlucky guy with him.
Luo Fuling looked at the two people leaving and always felt that their appearance and departure were very sudden.
"Grandpa, who are they?"
The security guard seemed to have awakened at this time. He no longer worried about life or death. He was calm and had a calm mind, as if he had seen through life and the future.
“It’s redemption.”
Luo Fuling looked confused.
After leaving the ward, Mian'ao stared at the unlucky guy and swallowed his saliva violently.
Siming pushed her away mercilessly: "You can't eat yet. Wait until you find someone."
Mian'ao glared at Siming: "Mine."
Siming glanced at her and said, "No one is competing with you." He doesn't eat ghosts.
Cotton-padded jacket didn't believe him and followed him closely, watching him intently.
Siming was so angry that his liver ached, but he couldn't do anything to her, so he could only try to ignore her.
The two returned to the cleaning company. Seeing how close they were, Xishi was full of gossip and used her eyes to flirt with them.
Siming didn't dare let Mian'ao and Xishi play again.
She becomes rebellious after playing once. If you play twice more, the little girl will probably go to hell.
So under Xi Shi's fiery gaze, Siming locked the cotton jacket tightly to himself.
The only thing in Mian'ao's eyes and heart was her unlucky soul, and she ignored the people and things around her.
Unlucky guy...
Please don't pay attention.
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