Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would have thought that she was a passionate and innocent woman, but unfortunately she has tarnished the word innocence.

"But she was only 14 years old at that time. It's unbelievable. It's scary to have such a city at that age. What kind of environment did she come from. But then again, why do I feel that this girl looks familiar, as if I've seen her somewhere? Have you ever been?" Fang Zhan held his chin and tried his best to search through thousands of women he had come into contact with!

But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up. He knew too many women.

"Every woman is familiar to you. What's more, her Lolita-style girl is not uncommon now. I have been investigating for so many years, but I still can't find her. If this woman is not dead, she must have a complicated background. , traces are hidden."

Han Lie rubbed his temples, after spending so many years, there was still no news.

It made his obsession with that woman even deeper.Even if he spends his whole life, he will definitely find her.

"If so, the chances of finding her are even lower."

Hanlie thought for a moment: "I plan to issue a bounty and entrust the organizations in the underworld to investigate, and by the way, I will also find opportunities to deal with those underworld. I am very interested in the prison fire, the number one organization of the southern sect of the underworld. It is a small local organization, but it has been expanding inconspicuously in a very safe way, building a foundation of influence step by step, with a calm and low-key style, unlike other organizations on the road. It is an alternative. Even if such an organization cannot be a friend, try not to become an enemy, otherwise it will be a big trouble."

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Inside the villa.

"Mister is coming back, remember your responsibilities, don't think too much. There have been girls like this before, but they were all fired, and they won't be able to find a job in the future." Mu Baoer and Zhang Yuemei wore uniform, standing in the kitchen being lectured by the housekeeper.

The housekeeper is a woman in her 40s with a very fierce face, stern and indifferent.

Mu Baoer and Zhang Yuemei nodded like kowtows.

When the ferocious housekeeper finished his lecture and went out to greet the master, Mu Baoer sat down on the low stool weakly, rolling her eyes:

"This housekeeper is scarier than a witch. She taught us a lesson for three hours. What's even more frightening is that she didn't even stop. This lung capacity is too great. If you run the Olympic marathon, you will definitely win the championship."

"Hmph, if you hadn't behaved so badly in etiquette, we wouldn't have been reprimanded."

Zhang Yuemei crossed her arms and looked at her with disdain.

"I really don't understand how the company would pick someone from a rough-handed department like you."

"I don't want to come either, it's just a rich man's maid, it's not a high-end job." And the object is a beast in clothes, this job is simply terrible.

"You... Huh, don't pretend to be stupid. Don't you have any idea if you have this opportunity to meet the most perfect man in the upper class. But a stupid girl like you with no education, no figure, no appearance, don't expect those The rich second generation can fall in love with you." Zhang Yuemei was extremely contemptuous, and she proudly straightened her proud chest and S-shaped figure.

Mu Baoer glared at her angrily: "You have to wait until it gets dark in your dreams. I advise you to stop thinking about fishing for golden turtles. Didn't you hear what the witch said just now? Will you be thrown out? And you think those rich people are fools , People like us are at most being played for fun."