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Ye Siluo's eyes deepened, "Cheng Liuli, can you endure this kind of life? How long can you endure it? Your mother's illness needs better medical treatment and living conditions..."

"I can afford it," Cheng Liuli interrupted him, "I will also take good care of my mother, so don't worry about it!"

"Okay then," Yesilo said with a meaningful smile, full of ridicule, "It seems that this game is getting more and more fun, I'll give you another week to wait for you to throw | hug | send | hug, But—" He salivated and lowered his face with a smile, staring straight at Cheng Liuli, but his tone was cold, "I don't think it will even take that long..."

With a snap of his fingers, the bodyguards who were restraining Liuli let go at the same time. Cheng Liuli moved his sore wrists and sneered, "Then you can continue to dream."

Pushing away the bodyguard closest to her, she walked away quickly.

Behind him, Yesilo's hellish Satanic voice followed, "I'll make you kneel down and beg me!"

Cheng Liuli turned his windbreaker collar up, turned a deaf ear, and hurried his steps.

I didn't see it at all, but Ye Siluo's expression behind him was violent and stern, as if he was a handsome Satan from the darkest hell, with an indifferent and bloodthirsty light growing in his eyes, with a chill enough to freeze everything.

. . . . . .

Back home, the night was already dark, standing in front of the dilapidated building, looking up at the window of her own house, the dim street lamps stretched her slender figure longer.

In the small window on the top floor, the mother's silhouette swayed past the window from time to time, and it seemed that she was anxiously waiting for her to come home.

Cheng Liuli hugged the painting folder tightly in his arms, and went up from the first floor to the sixth floor at the fastest speed.

When I came to the fifth floor, I could already smell the aroma of food wafting from the door of my own room. I was standing at the door, and just knocked, the door was already opened. Passing the shoulder bag on the shoulder and the easel in his hand, "Go and wash it, dinner will be served soon!"

"Mom," said Liuli dissatisfied, "Didn't I tell you not to wait for me? Why did you wait until now? What should I do if I'm hungry? Didn't the doctor tell you..."

"I'm not hungry," Cheng Qin smiled, and quickly served food from the kitchen, "Besides, I don't have an appetite to eat alone."

Look at the dinner table, green vegetable tofu, cold bamboo shoots, celery lily, green pepper shredded pork, and a tomato egg drop soup.

Although there are four dishes and one soup, there are meat and vegetables, some cold and some hot, and it seems to be full of color, fragrance, but after all, it is too vegetarian, and it is much more simple and homely than the dishes in Qiangwei Manor before.

Liao hung the windbreaker on the coat rack, leaned over the dining table and took a deep sniff, closed his eyes intoxicated, "Wow, it smells so good!"

I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, put a vegetable in my mouth, and was full of praise, "Mom, I see, you can open a restaurant outside!"

Cheng Qin pampered her forehead, "Greedy cat, why don't you wash your face first?"

After the drifter finished washing, the two sat at the dining table and began to eat the only meal of the day.

Every morning, homeless people rush out before dawn, and lunch is settled in the "company restaurant". Cheng Qin only has the only time to get together with her daughter at night.