please make money

"Hmph, ask for leave and come with me." Aliya looked at her watch: "If my sister is fine today, I will count you 1 yuan for a part-time job."

"...What if something happens?"

"If you can't speak, you can shut your mouth and be dumb!" Alia glared at him angrily.

"oh oh……"

Alia waited for a few minutes, Huang Mao changed into his KTV work uniform, and followed Alia carefully out of the shop.

This area is full of entertainment venues such as singing bars, crowded with people, even in the night covered by heavy rain, it is so bustling and noisy.

Huang Mao looked around, curious about the stage effect of this young lady's luxury car driving over, and then saw Alia walking towards a shared bicycle, and also skillfully spun around on the spot bend.

"...?"

"What are you looking at! Go scan one yourself!"

"Ah, no, miss, do you ride a bicycle?"

"something wrong?"

Isn't riding a bicycle faster than having someone drive it?Her foot strength can push the bicycle out of sparks!

Moreover, the streets and alleys of the city are criss-crossed, and it is inconvenient to drive around. Maybe there will be a scene in a TV drama where you see your sister appearing on the street, but when the car turns back, there is nothing left, and you can only raise your eyes in the vast crowd. The silly scene of looking around and yelling 'no—'.

"...No problem, as long as you are happy." Huangmao walked forward, and then retracted: "But this--it's raining heavily..."

"You also know that there is such a heavy rain, why don't you hurry up?"

"No, the rain is so heavy, we will be drenched if we ride out like this."

"Is it important that my sister is not in the rain?"

"Then—what if you get sick?"

"So find someone quickly! A 12-year-old child is prone to getting sick, or is it more likely for me to exercise every day, get up early and go to bed early, and an 18-year-old with a peak body is more likely to get sick? You (TM) nonsense, I will break your leg right now and send you away Hospital!"

"...Then where are we going?"

"Look for the familiar places that you usually take her to, one by one."

Aliya has asked Jing Ershao to go to sister Yu's house to check the situation, and if the situation is urgent, call the police immediately.

And An Lele and Xiaojie act as partners. The former has explosive mobility but has no experience in activities in this city, while the latter is only 8 years old, but he can walk in the East District Children's Palace and his title of "the only successor to Grandpa's shop". It's not for nothing, there are a bunch of guys who can help, and it is estimated that the search has already begun to spread the net.

Aliya looked at the sky. The heavy rain is expected to fall until midnight. What's more troublesome is that Tianhai City, as a metropolis in the core circle of the international level, is not so big.

Only after she was certain that the other party couldn’t get out of the range of these two districts did she dare to look for it by herself first, otherwise Tianhai City has 16 districts with a permanent population of more than 400 million. Find a brat who ran away from home.

"Miss is really kind to your sister, haha..."

Huang Mao found a hat and put it on. Talking about it was better than nothing, flattering Alia: "It's really wrong for her to run away from home."

"Don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering. Why did you run away from home for no reason?"

"But……"

"No, but, let's go, show the way-if you can't keep up, I will break your leg, you can figure it out."

"..."

"In addition, you are right. The rain is indeed heavy. I will add money to you. If you find it, add another [-] yuan and deduct it from your debt."

"Okay! Young miss, follow me - ride faster!!"

"..."

116-Rainy Night With Umbrella Without Knife

The so-called money can make motui ghosts, Huangmao broke out amazing fighting power under the heavy reward.

Of course, it is still impossible to surpass Aliya on a bicycle.

Huangmao became tired like a dead dog in a short while, relying on his will to persist, pointing to the road sexually, and often it was Alia who went to check him before he finally arrived.

It's a pity that Aliya found several places that were open or not, but they never heard of a little girl.

There was even someone in the billiards room who made rude remarks, teasing whether sister Alia had fun with a wild man and eloped. Maybe she was pregnant and found out that she didn't want to be known by her family. You can go to black clinics and other places to find them. I've seen schoolgirls hanging around there.

Cheap or not?

Ezra was in a fit of anger, and even the torrential rain couldn't quench her boiling anger, and she was about to do something.

Fortunately, Huang Mao is a sensible person, and he has been persuaded by thousands of people—is it the little things that matter now?What matters is the child!

So Aaliyah took mercy and just shoved the white ball into the guy's mouth and then shoved his head into the ass of the broken sofa.

Congratulations, the gangster in the billiard room saved his life today...

……

……

"...Okay, I see, sister, I'm here too."

Jing Ershao put down his umbrella, and in the heavy rain, there was one of the villas in front of him.

Against this background, the third uncle's house was dark and gloomy, like a dead monster lying on the navy blue grass.

no lights...

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Behind him was Xiao Chen, the driver who was checking for traces in the yard with an umbrella.

After a while, the door opened, and the sleepy Aunt Wang looked out: "Madam, why did you come back so early—Jing Shao?"

Aunt Wang knew Second Young Master Jing, but Second Young Master Jing couldn't remember her, so she just mumbled: "Where is Third Aunt?"

"Ma'am is going to play mahjong, Mrs. Chen's house at the entrance of the community."

"Where's my sister?"

"Miss said she was not feeling well, so she went to bed early."

Aunt Wang was a little scared, she didn't know why, but seeing Ershao Jing's gloomy expression now, her tone was dry for no reason.

"Do you want to wake up Miss..."

"Go and call her." After Jing Er was a little bit in the top position, he honed a bit of momentum, and now he raised his eyes and pointed his hands, low but crisp.

Aunt Wang hurriedly nodded without asking why, and hurriedly pressed the elevator to go upstairs.

The driver, Xiao Chen, came back and shook his umbrella, his shoulders were already wet.

"The rain was too heavy, and many traces could not be seen, but the villa is three and a half floors, the elevator is in the courtyard, and the only room on the second floor that can jump to the yard, the window is open, and the curtains seem to be pulled down..."

He whispered the information, and then took out his mobile phone to gesture to the traces of the grass that he had captured.

A small pit, he said that it should be the trace made by the green haystack when it landed, and then stepped on it crookedly.

"In this position, the fall may be a bit heavy, and there will probably be some muscle contusions on the body. If there is an internal injury... it shouldn't be..."

At a height of four to five meters, there are green trees and a circle of grass half a person's height below, which is a blessing in misfortune.

As for Jing Er Shao, he imagined the scene of his sister jumping down from the window with her head sullen at night when thunder was pouring down.

For some reason, the face of his younger sister in his memory gradually blurred, and it was clearly him who jumped down with a feverish brain but couldn't explain it.

Why do you want to do this?

Probably because I have really suffered some grievances that may seem insignificant to others, but I really can't solve it by myself...

Tightening the umbrella in his hand, Second Young Master Jing glanced at the screen of the phone, and clicked on Alia's voice.

The sound of cars, rain, thunder, hustle and bustle, the sound is in my ears.

But among these voices, only the clear and beautiful voice was firm as if nothing had changed, with a calm and capable tone.

"The mobile phone still can't get through, but the answering voice has changed. I guess it should be blocked by the white list. Ah Jing, you can get her family's mobile phone and try it out. If anything happens, let me know immediately. Don't be afraid, my sister is here." 』

Second Young Master Jing took a deep breath, stood at the door, and looked inside the villa.

In front of him was the dark, high-ceilinged living room where the lights had been forgotten. Thunder and lightning flashed in through the glass above the head, illuminating the living room in a miserable state.

The light and shadow at that moment elongated his shadow again and again, like a sharp sword piercing into this dazed darkness.

After a while, Aunt Wang ran down in a hurry: "Miss is gone! Missing——Miss can't be found!!"

Jing Ershao closed his eyes in pain, the umbrella in his hand slumped heavily in front of him, and the rainwater accumulated under the umbrella tip into small puddles splashed.

--broken!

Although I knew it might really be broken, but this time it was really broken—it’s impossible!

"Brother Chen, tell my sister that Ayu is really not at home." He turned around and left: "Follow up—where is Third Aunt? Where is Third Uncle?"

When Aunt Wang came out, she was shuddered by the cold wind outside the door.

On a rainy night in summer, the sudden drop in temperature makes people feel unreal. Aunt Wang's dazed expression probably means that she is still dreaming.

"Madam...Madam, she...I..."

"say--"

Jing Ershao suppressed his anger, and the low drink that came out of his throat made Xiao Chen look sideways for a moment.

Can't tell, Jing Er Shao is thin and weak, and when he is really angry, his aura is still so scary...

"Madam is at Mrs. Chen's place! Mister is at the company!"

"Take me to the third aunt, and take your mobile phone and call Ayu to see if you can get through."

"Okay... okay... I knew it, I just knew that the lady was unhappy, but I... I didn't expect her to run away..."

"...Huh?" Second Young Master Jing suddenly turned around: "What did you say?"

"I said, I said... Tonight, during dinner, Miss and Madam..."

……

……

"bump--"

The delicate woman fiddled with mahjong: "Mrs. Chen, your husband didn't come home again today?"

The spacious living room is bright and warm, with aromatherapy and soothing music.

A few women were playing cards one after another, and a nanny who was making tea was sitting on the sofa next to them.

"It's the same if I don't come back. I don't care about him playing outside, and he doesn't care about how much money I spent this month... [-]."

"Well, it's better for your husband, if you have a tacit understanding, my family's will not work. If you want to go out and play, you won't be able to play - two - he has a secretary now, and he doesn't sleep with others, just talk to them, Her secretary told me that the last time she accompanied him to the Maldives, she fell asleep three times in half a month..."

"Hey, one by one, look at Mrs. Ai, she is so nourishing, she is still very good at finding a husband!"

"That's right, Mr. Ai is good-looking, young and vigorous, much better than the one in my family."

The delicate woman just smiled reservedly, and a haze inevitably flashed in her eyes - Ai Rulin, who was obsessed with her career, paid less attention to her than to her daughter.

She is more like a machine that completes tasks. Since she succeeded in taking the position with care, Ai Rulin didn't mind marrying her son.

As long as she is obedient and does not cause trouble at home, Ai Rulin will not cut down on her food and clothing. From the outside, she will still be that rich wife.

She has a luxury car in and out, lives in a mansion, her husband is a tall and handsome industrial president, and a well-behaved and excellent daughter is the child of a well-known family.

What is there to be dissatisfied with?Her own job is to enjoy life happily, beauty massage during the day, and play mahjong at night.

It's just that she didn't play much mahjong. According to her, when Ai Rulin was still in good health, she was crazy about her, four or five times a week.

Everyone was very envious, after all, they are all scheming girls, and at first glance, the other party is the kind of high-ranking...

As for the higher ranks?

There are, for example, the kind of Cinderella that the domineering president pursues so hard that Mingmei is marrying.

Or a higher level, a strong woman who shares troubles with the domineering president and ends up with wealth—but that kind is too rare, and even rarer if they have a good relationship.

In any case, today's exquisite women are already at the top of the ecological chain of the same kind in the villa area, and the only pursuit in life is to simply hope that their daughters will become phoenixes, so they can't even "oppress" their daughters. Be it a lack of personal education awareness, it is simply an established task of achievement.

Like before, I didn't want to have such a condition. What is there to be dissatisfied with my daughter?

Playing mahjong, the delicate woman suddenly thought of her daughter again, pursing her lips and her thoughts drifted a little.

"Mrs. Ai... Mrs. Ai?"

"Huh? Is it my turn?" The delicate woman came back to her senses and released the mahjong she was clutching: "Five pieces."