Please make money.

Ailia looked at the sky. The heavy rain was expected to continue until the second half of the night. What was more troublesome was that Tianhai City was an international core metropolis and was extremely large.

Only because she was certain that the child could not escape from the range of these two districts did Alia dare to look for him herself. Otherwise, with 16 districts in Tianhai City and a permanent population of more than million, it would take a long time to find a needle in a haystack for a runaway child.

"The eldest lady is really good to your sister, haha..."

Huangmao found a hat to put on, which was better than nothing, and flattered Alia: "She shouldn't have run away from home."

"Don't advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering. Why did you run away from home for no reason?"

"But……"

"No buts. Let's go. Show me the way. If you can't keep up, I'll break your legs. It's up to you."

"..."

"Besides, you're right. The rain is really heavy. I'll give you extra money. If you find it, I'll add another ten thousand and deduct it from your debt."

"Okay! Miss, follow me - ride faster!"

"..."

116-On a rainy night, bring an umbrella but not a knife

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. Huangmao showed amazing fighting power after being rewarded with a large sum of money.

Of course, it's unlikely that you'll be able to outrun Arya on a bicycle.

Huangmao was soon as tired as a dead dog. He relied on his willpower to persist and pointed the way with his heels. It was often only after Alia went to check on him that he could finally arrive.

Unfortunately, Alia looked for several places that were open or not, but didn't hear about the girl coming.

There was even someone in a billiard room who made rude remarks, teasing whether Alia's sister had had fun with a strange man and eloped, or whether she was pregnant and just found out and didn't want her family to know, so she could go to a black clinic or something like that to look for the baby. He had seen female students hanging around there.

Cheap or not?

Esra was furious, and even the heavy rain could not quench her boiling anger. She was about to take action.

Fortunately, Huang Mao was sensible and persuaded him to stop - is this a small matter that matters now? What matters is the child!

So Alia took pity on him and just stuffed the white ball into the guy's mouth and then stuffed his head into the butt of the broken sofa.

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

……

……

"...Okay, I got it sis, I'm here too."

Young Master Jing put down his umbrella, and in the heavy rain, in front of him was a villa complex.

Against this backdrop, Uncle San’s home was dark and gloomy, like a dead giant beast lying on the navy blue grass.

There is no light...

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

After a while, the door finally opened, and Aunt Wang, who was sleepy, poked her head out and said, "Madam, why are you back so early - Master Jing?"

Aunt Wang knew Second Young Master Jing, but he couldn't remember her and just asked vaguely, "Where's Third Aunt?"

"My wife went to play mahjong at Mrs. Chen's house at the entrance of the community."

"Where's my sister?"

"The young lady said she was not feeling well and went to bed early."

Aunt Wang was a little scared, and she didn't know why, but when she saw the gloomy expression on Young Master Jing's face, her tone became dry for no reason.

"Should I wake the lady up?"

"Go call her." Jing Er had developed some aura since he came to power. Now he raised his eyes and pointed with his finger, his voice low but decisive.

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

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

"It rained so hard that many traces could not be seen. However, the villa has three and a half floors and the elevator is in the patio. The only room that can jump into the yard is a room on the second floor. The window is open and the curtains seem to have been pulled down..."

He whispered this information, then took out his cell phone to show the traces of grass he had photographed.

It was a hole of moderate size. He said it was probably caused by the cushioning of his foot on the grass when he landed, and then his foot stepped crookedly, leaving a mark.

"From this position, the fall might be a bit heavy. There might be some muscle contusions on the body. As for internal injuries... it shouldn't be that serious..."

It is more than four to five meters high, with green trees and a circle of grass half a person's height below. It is a blessing in disguise.

Young Master Jing imagined his sister jumping out of the window with her head down on a thundering and raining night.

Somehow, the face of his sister in his memory gradually became blurred, and the person who jumped down with a hot head but unable to comfort himself was clearly himself.

Why do we do this?

Maybe I really suffered some grievances that may seem insignificant to others, but I really can't resolve them by myself...

Holding the umbrella tightly in his hand, Mr. Jing glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and clicked on Alia's voice call.

The sound of cars, rain, thunder, and noise are all pleasing to the ears.

But among all the other voices, only that clear voice sounded firm, as if nothing had changed, and its tone was calm and capable.

"The phone still doesn't work, but the answer tone has changed. I guess it's blocked by the whitelist. Ah Jing, take her family's phone and try it. If anything happens, notify me immediately. Don't be afraid, I'm here."

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

In front of me was a dark, high-ceilinged living room in which I had forgotten to turn on the lights. Light from thunder and lightning shone through the glass above my head, illuminating the living room in a dismal state.

The light and shadow at that moment stretched his shadow longer and longer, like a sharp sword piercing into the vast darkness.

After a long moment, Aunt Wang ran down in a panic: "Miss is missing! Miss is missing—Miss can't be found!!"

Young Master Jing closed his eyes in pain, and the umbrella in his hand slammed heavily in front of him, causing the rain water that had accumulated into small puddles under the umbrella to splash out.

--broken!

Although I know it’s possible that it might break, but this time it’s really broken—there’s no chance!

"Brother Chen, inform my sister that A Yuzhen is not at home." He turned and left: "Follow me - where is Third Aunt? Where is Third Uncle?"

Aunt Wang came out and was blown by the cold wind outside the door, causing her to shiver.

On a rainy night in summer, the sudden drop in temperature made people feel unreal. Aunt Wang looked dazed, probably because she felt she was still dreaming.

"Madam...Madam...I..."

"say--"

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

I can't believe that Young Master Jing is so thin and weak, but when he's really angry, he can be quite scary...

"My wife is at Mrs. Chen's place! My husband is at the company!"

"Take me to see Aunt San. Also, take your cell phone and call A-Yu to see if you can get through."

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

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

"I say, I say... tonight, during dinner, Miss and Madam..."

……

……

"bump--"

The exquisite woman was fiddling 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 intermittently, and a nanny was sitting on the sofa next to them, fiddling with tea.

"Whether he comes back or not is the same. I don't care about him playing outside, and he doesn't care how much money I spent this month... 80,000."

"Alas, your husband is the best. They have a tacit understanding. My husband is not like that. He has the will but not the strength. He can't even go out to play. Two things. He now has a secretary. He doesn't sleep with her, but just talks to her. Her secretary told me that the last time she accompanied him to the Maldives, she slept with him three times in half a month..."

"Tsk, all of you, look at Mrs. Ai, how comfortable she is. She's the best at finding a husband!"

"That's right. Master Ai San is handsome, young and strong, much better than the one in my family."

The exquisite woman just smiled reservedly, with a hint of gloom in her eyes - Ai Rulin, who was obsessed with his career, didn't pay as much attention to her as he did to his daughter.

She is more like a machine that completes tasks. Since she succeeded in getting to the top by using tricks, Ai Rulin doesn't mind getting married with a baby.

As long as she was obedient, took care of her husband and children at home and didn't cause trouble, Ai Rulin would not deprive her of food, clothing and other expenses, and to outsiders she would still be that rich lady.

She drives a luxury car and lives in a mansion. Her husband is a tall and handsome industrial president. She has a well-behaved and excellent daughter who is famous far and wide.

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

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

Everyone was envious, after all, they were all scheming girls, and they knew at first glance that the other party was of a high level...

As for higher ranks?

Yes, there are, for example, the Cinderella who is pursued by a domineering president and then married in a formal ceremony.

Or at a higher level, there's the strong woman who shares the hardships and eventually becomes rich with the domineering president - but that kind of thing is too rare, and those with a good relationship are even rarer.

No matter what, today's sophisticated women are already at the top of the ecological chain of the same kind in the villa area. Their life pursuit is simply to hope that their daughters will become successful. Therefore, "oppressing" daughters cannot even be regarded as a lack of personal educational awareness, but simply a predetermined achievement task.

For example, I wanted such conditions before but didn’t have them, so why would my daughter be dissatisfied?

While playing mahjong, the exquisite woman suddenly thought of her daughter. She pursed her lips and her thoughts became a little vague.

"Aita...Aita?"

"Hmm? It's my turn now?" The delicate woman came to her senses and put down the mahjong in her hand: "Five pieces."

"No, Ai Tai, I'm looking for you at your house."

"What's wrong?" The delicate woman frowned: "Who?"

"Your aunt who works in the family."

"Let her come up." The delicate woman waved her hand: "Keep fighting, nothing else, my husband is working overtime tonight, and he won't come back when I asked him."

The other wives all thought it was reasonable. As long as the head of the household didn't call them, everything else was just a small matter.

If there is anything these ladies are very conscious of, it is probably their duties as wives.

They care a lot about taking care of themselves, as if their personality has been split into two.

One is as a wife and mother of children, with some sincerity.

The other is the provider of 'wife' services to the husband, the employer, who can look at herself indifferently from another perspective.

Whether it's beauty treatments, exercising to keep in good shape, learning the upper-class manners and trying to keep up with the socialite's identity and temperament, or being elegant and decent in front of others...

They all seem to be performing with masks on. Marrying into a wealthy family is their long-cherished wish, but after marrying into a wealthy family, they often still have to proceed from a realistic perspective.

Mrs. Wang didn't care how many women her husband had outside, as long as they were healthy and had no illness, she would accept even if he had illegitimate children.

Anyway, she is not the one taking care of the child, not to mention that this "magnanimous" attitude makes her sit on the Diaoyutai more secure.

Other mistresses who want to get promoted will only annoy her husband, but she will only make his husband feel at ease. After all, there is no harm without comparison.

The exquisite woman is better than these ones, because Ai Rulin does not promiscuous, and in a sense, he is not even interested in beauty.

It seems that because of the influence of his second brother, Ai Rulin has a grand ambition to build a business empire. His career is his wife and his wife is just his employee.

Fortunately, the employer Ai Rulin is currently quite satisfied with the professional attitude of the exquisite woman and has not put forward any more suggestions for improvement, so everyone is working together happily.

On the other hand, he wanted his dedicated wife Sang to give him a lot of extra ardent love... Oh, maybe she had that delusion before.

Love and affection, just like in a girl's romance novel, vows made to each other, vigorous and passionate, until the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united, blah blah blah...

After all, who wasn't a young girl in love back then? But life always wears away a lot of meaningless enthusiasm. After more than ten years, it's still the same as before.

A minute later, the delicate woman who was playing mahjong saw her nanny and her eldest brother's eldest son who was standing behind her nanny.

Or should it be said that the eldest son of the Ai Group, a company with such a golden signboard - the eldest son after Ai Rulong disappeared - stood there with a dark face.

"Madam...something happened..."