Mo Yan never expected Jiao Qi to think she really killed Caramel. This is really...
"Ah, he's not dead. That's good."
Jiao Qi finally realized what was happening and walked over awkwardly, still completely bewildered.
"Get her back to her room."
Jiao Qi took the caramel back to the room, and Mo Yan gave it a little spiritual energy. Its body recovered.
Spiritual energy is no better than nutrient solution.
"Mom, where did the caramel go?"
Jiao Qi was still a little curious about where her mother had taken her.
She...
Mo Yan smiled but didn't say anything.
Caramel is having breakfast right now. The rent is 800, and she only has 200 left. She has passed the company interview and can eat in the company cafeteria.
She really has no way out now, she can only grit her teeth and keep going. Her job is related to her major, advertising planning.
She hadn't worked for about three or four years, and when she first arrived, she really didn't know what to do.
She was overwhelmed by work every day and felt like she couldn't breathe. After work, her colleagues would take her out to play, drink, chat, talk bad about the boss, and say that they would go shopping together on the weekend.
Caramel suddenly realized that work wasn't actually that tiring.
...
So there's no problem with adapting; it's just that no one is kicking her out. Even if she were kicked out, she could still work well. Besides, everyone here is an elite, and she'll learn real skills there.
Mo Yan never considered caramel; it was Jiao Qi who was the real concern.
Lin Guosheng made appointments for several people, all of whom wanted to see his parents.
"Big brother, I want to see my father!"
The first one was a chubby man, and Lin Guosheng was displeased upon hearing this. "This is my older brother, not yours. Don't go around claiming someone as your older brother."
The other party didn't care at all. "Brother, I need to do something. I know the rules. I brought a rooster and some black dog blood."
Mo Yan: "..."
"What are you bringing all this for?" Mo Yan's lips twitched. He really came up with this idea.
"That's how it's always portrayed on TV," the other person chuckled.
"No need, but you still need incense. Please follow me."
Mo Yan led them to another room, which was an unoccupied small study.
Mo Yan asked for his name and took a strand of his hair. Soon, an old man came up, but his appearance was a bit...
It wasn't what he expected. He thought his father would be dressed in his death clothes, but instead, he was dressed in old-age attire and even had cards in his hand.
"Dad! How much do you want to play cards? Are you still playing cards even after you're dead?"
"You..." The old man looked up and saw it was his own disobedient brat. "I was playing cards. Why did you call me up here?"
"Playing cards?" Wang Dashan was stunned. So his father was living a pretty carefree life. "Dad, you're living a pretty carefree life."
"It's alright, just send me more money, I don't have enough to spend. I just found you a stepmother, so one person's money has to be shared by two people." After seeing his son, he didn't stand on ceremony and started asking for money directly.
"Wang Dafu, what did you say!"
Wang Dashan's mother came, intending to see the old man. He'd been dead for a year, and she still missed him terribly. "It's only been a year, and you've already found someone new?"
Wang Dafu: "..."
Wang Dafu dropped his cards. "Honey, listen to me. I can explain. I was just having a casual chat with her. I'll wait for you, I will..."
"Get out!" Old Mrs. Wang said bluntly.
Wang Dafu: "..."
"Dad, what's the combination to our safe?" Wang Dashan asked quickly.
"It's your mom's birthday."
“No.” Wang Shan shook his head; they had tried many times without success.
"How could that be? I made it for your mom's birthday. It couldn't be my birthday, could it?"
"You can get out now." If it weren't for the fact that this wasn't her own property, Old Lady Wang would have hit her. That damned man, he's already found another one in such a short time, and he still wants money? Dream on!
Wang Dafu was so scared that he ran away immediately. Actually, he was genuinely afraid of his wife.
"Next." Mo Yan called for the next person, a couple who wanted to see their child.
Their child committed suicide two years ago.
“Master, we really don’t understand why he could be so heartless as to just leave us like this.”
He's so outstanding; all the teachers say my son is a top candidate for Tsinghua or Peking University.
The child's mother cried her eyes out. She couldn't understand why her son could be so heartless, leaving without hesitation.
Everyone knows that her son is obedient, sensible, and has excellent grades. He is always the kind of child that others envy.
Even though the college entrance exam was just around the corner, he jumped off the bridge without hesitation or second thought.
Why?
Even though a year has passed.
Even if everyone tells her to let go and start over, she can't do it, she really can't.
That was her son, her pride, her whole world.
How could she let go? How could she possibly let go?
"Don't get excited. Each meeting will last ten minutes. We'll treat everyone fairly, young and old. There are no requirements for the first meeting, but for the second meeting, both parties need to agree."
Mo Yan waved her hand, and a young man appeared in front of them, holding a flyer in his hand, though they couldn't see it clearly.
"Little Rain..."
Some mothers even cried when they saw their children, tears streaming down their faces.
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