"Toot toot tock, toot tock,

"Hmmm......"

"Puff puff, clatter, chakachka, chaka, ......"

"What......"

Moko Miyamoto is woken up by a flurry of weird music. She sat up in a daze, only to feel a splitting headache and grogginess, and didn't realize where the "Song of Throwing Onions" sounded from, so she subconsciously threw off the black flip phone and magically made the right choice.

"Hey ......"

"Good morning, rich girl, it's me."

Mozi suddenly sobered up: "Ah, Mei Dongsan, how did you have last night...... Ah......h

"No, it's half past nine, and you're still sleeping?" On the other side of the phone, Midong heard the sound of yawning and sneered: "It's easy for no one to take care of it, so I went to the online game all night?" Well, whatever you want, I'll tell you something. ”

Since it was exposed, Mozi didn't bother to hide it, and just got up and lay back, not caring where he was lying: "Please feel free to ask, I'm here...... Yes...... It's so sleepy......"

"When I was chatting with your family this morning, they said that there was a family meeting on your birthday last year, and you know what that was all about?"

Mozi's head hurts, but Mei Dongsang's request is to recall this kind of thing, she hummed and chirped and turned over, covered her head with a futon, and hid her whole body in the quilt: "I know." It's just to give me a birthday and announce something important, if you want to ask what has been announced......"

"It doesn't matter, what I want to ask is form."

Mito's voice was serious: "You also know that the current Miyamoto Moko is essentially Mitoshi Aoyama. If you suddenly have another meeting again, and suddenly a swarm of relatives shows up, it is inevitable that there will be a possibility of exposure, right? Tell me quickly, how did you open this meeting, set the time, Yuguan walked into the conference room, and the maids stayed behind to pour water at any time? ”

"It's the kind of ...... that goes home to visit relatives" Mozi wanted to sleep like crazy: "You know the Spring Festival, the Chinese New Year's Eve night of the Chinese, it's the same." Come back early, or come back later, just before the meeting. As for where everyone was before the meeting...... So a big house isn't an ornament, right? Now, Mitosan, if you don't have anything else......"

"Actually, it's nothing."

Midong sneered and concluded, "It just depends on how well you play me." I'll sue you, whether you don't go home at night, or play online games all night, whatever you want. There are only two points that you keep in mind for me, first, don't roll the sheets with men, otherwise I will be very troublesome, of course, if you don't want to change back, that's whatever; Second, no matter what method you use, you can transfer money from me, in short, you have to help me pay back the 59.1 million yen. Remember? ”

"Okay dear, I can sleep...... Yes...... Sleeping......"

In the end, Mozi couldn't help the trouble of a hangover, and before she heard Midong's last words, she stared at her phone and continued to close her eyes and fall asleep.

Until now, she didn't even know where she was lying.

……

"It's really winding."

Midong pressed the button on the touch screen of the dead Mac, shook her head and chuckled.

Now it's after breakfast, and the location here is the wide area in front of the central staircase on the second floor, the living room and the tea room, which can be used in any way. The bright floor-to-ceiling windows on six sides sit north and face south, bringing in bright light, and there are indeed tea tables and bamboo chairs placed in the distance, but the most eye-catching thing is the floor-to-ceiling clock that can be seen everywhere.

After breakfast, the old man stayed in the dormitory, and as usual, he had no intention of leaving the house. The young stepfather still had to go to work on the weekends, and the mother was dragged away by her grandmother, not knowing what she was doing in which room. Even if there are servants in the huge empty mansion, they should not be swaying in front of the owner, at least for now, Midong has no plans to go to the underground maid to find out.

"Ten minutes and ten o'clock."

Raising her left wrist and looking at the Vacheron Constantin watch, which belonged to Mozi, Midong pondered, "Such a perfect weekend is not for me to hang out all over the house. Although the Western-style pavilion is large, now is not the time to play a hunting adventure, so if you count it like this, ......"

"Miss."

At this time, a mature and steady voice suddenly sounded on the lower floor of the stairs.

Midong looked down on the past and recalled the introduction of Mozi-san, this should be the housekeeper of Miyamoto Mansion. It was a man in his fifties, dressed in a well-styled Armani suit, with a thick but neat back, a mustache on his upper lip and a clean chin.

"Ahh

Meidong went downstairs and said, "You came just in time, prepare a car for me, plan to go out, and be formal." How long do you see it takes to be ready? ”

"If Miss needs it, ten minutes will do." The butler bowed his head and said, "But considering that lunch is coming, forgive me for taking the liberty of it, where are you going to go?" ”

"Bamina, the coffee shop I frequent." Meidong has already walked down the building, and the pink trench coat sets off the girl's youth and beauty: "As for lunch, it is naturally eaten outside, you can tell my family later." ”

"Since it's Miss's order."

The butler bowed, then strode to the exit, pushed the door and left the mansion.

Next is the time to prepare.

Midong was a guest at this time, and there was no reason to waste time, so she quickly returned to her boudoir on the third floor.

She didn't need to change her clothes, the pink trench coat made her look very dignified, and after a brief check of the contents of Prada's purse, she quickly went downstairs to the first floor.

It's only been five minutes, but who would be so strict about the time.

Midong went downstairs and didn't see a second figure as usual, and she didn't know what her grandmother and mother were doing in that room at the moment, but it didn't matter. She trotted all the way, unbearably excited, but when she reached the last step, she suddenly stopped.

However, the time difference of five minutes between going upstairs and downstairs was that a young man actually walked into the front hall of Miyamoto's mansion, but she just felt that although the mansion was large, it was deserted.

The man was wearing a light gray suit, and his age looked to be in his early twenties, but he was full of a sense of maturity and stability that only a thirty-year-old man had. The literary quality is polite, handsome and chic, and he has the image of a little white face, but he carries a heavy large leather bag, like the image of an outsider.

The gorgeous Western-style mansion, the European-style central building, the elegant girls who walked down, and the handsome and chic young people who came to the door, the Korean drama of this scene has a strong sense of sight, and it really made Meidong almost not maintain the smile on her face.

"It turned out to be Dr. Nagasawa."

She nodded politely and said, "Thank you for your hard work, I'm here to see my grandfather again." ”