Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

Early the next morning, Jiang Yicha woke up and ran to Song Yeming's house.

"What's wrong? Do you have a headache?" Song Yeming stayed up most of the night and was extremely sleepy now. He yawned and picked up Jiang Yicha.

"My uncle will take you to the hospital for another detailed examination."

Jiang Yicha shook his head. He felt dizzy when he shook his head. He quickly held his head against his head and said, "Send the bad guy to the police station."

Song Yeming lowered his eyes subconsciously, "Chacha, my uncle will handle this matter."

Nine people died in his house. I originally thought it was an underhanded trick by the enemy, but I didn't expect that it was one of my own people who had their own selfish desires.

"It must be sent to the police station."

Jiang Yicha felt blessed and said, "Uncle, she is your love, are you reluctant to let her go?"

Jiang Yicha could calculate the past entanglements between the two of them with just a pinch of his little hand.

"Little uncle, you have so many lovers, don't cover up bad--"

Song Yeming bit his back molars and pinched Jiang Yicha's face to prevent her from continuing to speak.

"Jiang Yicha, you can learn from Jiang Chengmo!"

"I'll hand the person over to the police station, okay?" Song Yeming sighed and compromised.

It's not because he has an old relationship, it's really... he was so angry in the middle of the night last night that he started a lynching. Now Song Yu doesn't have a good piece of meat on his body.

But seeing Jiang Yicha's insistence, he agreed. After all, those nine people died inexplicably, so a conclusion should be drawn.

Song Yeming sneered in his heart and lowered his eyes to Jiang Yicha's young face. He never imagined that he would compromise with a little girl.

Another two days in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yicha was taken back to the mansion and packed his luggage.

Song Yeming was curious about the power behind the mansion. He had investigated and found out that the Qiangwei Mansion had a history of hundreds of years. The owner behind it was extremely mysterious and no one knew about it. He followed along to see if there was anything strange about it.

"These clivias are good. Your master has quite good taste."

Song Yeming looked at the Clivia placed in the living room and couldn't help but praise it.

"How much does this one cost..."

"Mr. Song, one plant costs five yuan." Butler reminded him at the right time.

Song Yeming was silent, then said, "It's quite affordable, not bad."

Thousands of dollars or even more expensive flowers, just five yuan?

Great.

I don’t know where I met my niece.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, he would have liked to accompany his niece for a walk back to Ming County, maybe he could find some clues.

"Miss, this is a specialty of Shencheng, as well as your luggage. Do you think there is anything else you need to bring?" Butler Shi introduced the packed luggage.

Jiang Ycha held a glass of juice and looked up at the ceiling with a melancholy look on his face, "Can you not leave?"

"Don't want the red envelope?" Jiang Chengmo poked Jiang Yicha's little head with his index finger, "Let's go home at twenty-nine, and we can go back to the village at thirty. We have a New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, and we can get the red envelope the next day. How much more? good."

Jiang Yicha instantly became energetic and looked at Song Yeming with burning eyes, "Uncle, will you give me a red envelope?"

"Don't worry, I can't miss you." Song Yeming took out two red envelopes from his pocket, "I've prepared them a long time ago."

"yours."

Song Yeming handed one red envelope to Jiang Yicha and the other to Haixing Rui, who was quiet on the sofa.

"This belongs to Xiao Xingrui."

Haixingrui was flattered, took the red envelope with both hands, and said carefully, "Thank you."

After receiving the red envelope, he put it aside and did not open it in a hurry. He appeared to be extremely well-behaved and polite.

Song Yeming investigated what happened to Haixingrui. She was orphaned at a young age and was trafficked to beg. He understood her cautious and obedient character.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Jiang Yicha tore open the red envelope and poured out a big unity card and an exquisite key.

Jiang Chengmo held his forehead: Why are your hands so fast? Can't stop it.

"Where is the key?"

"The bungalow in Haiyue Bay is a prosperous area and is in the center of Shanghai. It is close to department stores and various facilities. It will be convenient to come to Shanghai in the future."

Song Yeming glanced at Butler Shi out of the corner of his eye, indicating something.

"Not bad, not bad, little uncle can teach you!" Jiang Yicha held the key, ran to the place where the luggage was packed, and stuffed it into a bag.

"Miss, the master called you back before he asked you to leave." Butler Shi came over after seeing that everything was almost done.

Jiang Yicha hesitated for a moment and then went upstairs.

"You three, please help yourself." Butler Shi said politely before catching up with Jiang Yicha.

After several rings, the call finally came through.

"Have you finished your homework?"

eager.

sincere.

After a pause for breath, the other person replied, "Soon."

Xie Yaozhou held the phone and looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window. Because of his cold, he spoke with a nasal voice, "It's snowing in Beijing, it's not very cold."

"I can't go back yet, I have to deal with some trouble... I didn't get rich behind your back."

"Stop dreaming, I have no intention of secretly giving you a big house."

"...I'm taking good medicine. I'm not going to lie to you. I've been going out a lot recently. Maybe I caught a cold again."

Xie Yaozhou reassured him again and again, and then the other party relaxed.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Yaozhou let out a breath.

Su Huan on the opposite side understood, "No wonder you come here all day long to wait. You are just waiting for this call~"

Xie Yaozhou corrected: "You."

The other party is Xiao Shayun's relative, so he shouldn't be too alienated.

Su Huan was flattered and became bolder.

"This is the only private room in Jiuxiao Tower that has a landline phone. It seems to have been specially installed."

"Who is opposite? You are so arrogant."

Xie Yaozhou's eyes were strange, "Where are you so arrogant?"

Little Silly Yun is loud and gentle, except for beating him if he disagrees with him. He has a very good temper, so where is his arrogance?

Moreover, it doesn't hurt very much when she hits someone.

Seeing that Xie Yaozhou really didn't agree with that 'arrogant' statement, Su Huan couldn't help but be curious.

"How many boats do you have now? Our little niece seems to be familiar with you, right? For her, you specially dealt with the old man Su Lei. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get to the position so smoothly."

Xie Yaozhou: "..."

The people of the Su family are indeed twisted and perverted.

Fortunately, Xiao Shayun didn't follow.

"At that time, I wanted to take my little niece back to the Su family. In fact, I had selfish motives."

Su Huan propped up his chin and looked out the window.

"The Su family is in chaos. They are crazy and crazy. No one is clean."

"Sister Qingyue is crazy. From time to time she wakes up and thinks of her little niece."

"At that time, I only had one idea: to bring my little niece back to the Su family and let her go crazy with the Su family."

"The Su family shouldn't have clean blood."

Xie Yaozhou waited for the call for most of the day, chatted for a while, and didn't eat. Just when Su Huan was mad, he nibbled on the rose cake on the table.

He lowered his head and ate the rose cake obediently, his thoughts already flying:

It tastes pretty good. If you have time, invite the chef over to make snacks for little Shayun.

Su Huan's beautiful lips curled slightly, and she looked at Xie Yaozhou, "She is very lucky. Everyone around her likes her, and you are protecting her behind her."

"However, when you get tired of it, her end will be much worse than in the Su family."

Xie Yaozhou didn't pay attention to Su Huan's words. While eating rose cake, he was thinking about the time to give the house in Shangjing to Jiang Yicha.

Anyway, she couldn't do it when she was too young. If she knew he was rich, she would have burned all the books that day, grabbed him by the neck and threatened him to hand them over.

You have to find the right time...

When Su Huan saw Xie Yaozhou eating happily and not talking to him at all, he couldn't help but twitching the corners of his eyes, "You are really different from the legendary..."