The housekeeper looked at the time.

"The little master has slept for nearly seven hours, why don't I go and take a look?"

"Okay, you can go and see."

The old lady nodded and instructed carefully.

"If he doesn't want to get up, let him go back to sleep, and prepare dinner for him, and eat it when he wakes up—"

"Okay."

The housekeeper nodded and went to the second floor.

However, as soon as he stepped on the stairs, he saw the young man who was as long as jade walking down slowly, which made the housekeeper smile.

"Little master, it's time for dinner."

"Hmm."

Twilight nodded.

"Huh? Ah Yang is up? ”

Hearing the voice, the old lady leaned on the sofa and tried to stand up, but the young man walked up to her in three steps and two steps and helped her up.

"I slept for a long time? Worried grandma. ”

"Out of the way, out of the way—"

The old lady shook her head with a smile, stood up with her strength, walked to the table, and said as she walked:

"Children, it's a good thing to sleep more and grow your body, besides, you're already jet lag, you're very tired, wait a while, go and continue to sleep after dinner, sleep one more night, and you'll be refreshed tomorrow-"

"Well, listen to grandma."

Although the young man was cold, he obediently followed the old lady's words, walked to her side, sat down, and began to eat dinner.

On weekdays, the old lady eats alone and is very lonely, she is not a person who talks much, and now, probably really loves this grandson, and from time to time she says a few words to him, this meal completely exceeds her usual amount, so that the housekeeper on the side is both relieved and sighing.

In this life, the old lady is really rich, but she is also lonely.

Young is not liked by her husband, and then she finally kept the clouds to see the sunrise, but she never thought that it was not long before she was sweet, and her husband died in the bed of her little lover, and when she was middle-aged, she lost her son early, and finally lost her grandson.

Although she is usually majestic and iron-blooded, but she, the closest person, knows, old lady, in fact, at some times, especially when she is sick, she is really pitiful.

Fortunately, the old lady's grandson was very sensible, and he did not show the old lady a look of resentment because he was sent away, which still made the old lady very pleased.

After all, she really doesn't have many days left, and it can be considered satisfying to be able to finish this life happily in these days.

Thinking of this, the housekeeper's eyes turned red, but she smiled and handed over a cup of diet tea, so that she would not accumulate food when she rested at night, and she would not be able to sleep uncomfortably.

After dinner, Twilight accompanied the old lady around the courtyard and sent her back to her room to rest, while he himself returned to the room and continued to carve the unfinished red stone of the afternoon.

It's just that, at this time, his mobile phone vibrate, making him look sideways, and this look, the very sharp carving knife in his hand stabbed his fingertips, and blood beads gushed out.

He put down the carving knife, picked up his phone, and looked at the forwarded message.

Above, he returned to Jun's house very clearly, and even took a series of actions with the old lady, and even sent it to Du Xihua before taking a screenshot of it, obviously trying to provoke a fairly peaceful relationship between them.

The corners of his lips tensed, his eyes lowered, rubbing his phone, and his eyes were heavy.

So, what do people who see these photos think?

Are you ready to tear up the contract and take revenge on the Jun family?

Or—

He sat there for a long time, but he didn't receive a call from Twilight, which made his expression gradually condense, and in the end, he was the first to dial Twilight's phone.

It's just that no one answered the phone after ringing for a long time, which made his eyebrows turn from condensation to cold, and he changed hands to dial another set of mobile phone numbers.

"Hello? Master? ”

When the young man who was sleeping in a daze and was woken up by a phone call was about to lose his temper, he grabbed his mobile phone, swept the caller ID, and immediately beat his anger to pieces, and instantly transferred back to work.

"You're looking for me?"

"Twilight Xihua's phone can't get through, go check it out."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, the young man quickly got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and drove to the old house where Miss Twilight lived.

"Bang Bang

The young man stood outside the door, knocked on the door, and did not hear any movement inside for a long time, which made his face change, and quickly took out the spare key from his pocket, opened the door, and searched.

There was no one in the living room, no one in the room, not even the bathroom, and Miss Twilight's mobile phone was thrown on the sofa, showing several missed calls, and judging from the neat state of the whole room, it didn't look like someone had broken into here and hijacked Miss Twilight.

Then, it should be Miss Twilight who went out on her own.

It's just—

He looked down at the time, three o'clock in the morning—

At this time, a beautiful woman who makes men instantly have a desire to commit a crime doesn't take her mobile phone to go out during this time period, what's not usual-

Taking out his phone, he made a video call to Twilight, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Young master, Miss Twilight is not at home, the phone is on the sofa, judging from the situation in the house, it should be Miss Twilight who went out by herself, but she just went out at this time, isn't it wrong? And—"

He paused, and wrinkled his brows as he videotaped everything in the room to the teenager opposite.

"When I came, there was no one around, where would Miss Twilight go?"

"Hmm, what are you doing-"

Who knows, at the moment when the young man's words fell, a puzzled voice came from outside the door.

And the voice was still very familiar, which made the young man and the young man on the other end of the phone stiffen, and subconsciously turned around to look out of the door, and then faced the delicate woman who was carrying a black bag in her hand and wearing a sportswear, tilted her head, and looked at him strangely.

“…… Miss Twilight—"

The young man touched his nose in embarrassment and coughed lightly.

"That's right, less, uh, Twilight-san called you before, but your phone has not been able to get through, he is afraid that something will happen to you, so let me take a look, and, I have been knocking on the door before, and I didn't hear any movement, so, um, just, I came in private-"

"Hmm-"

Twilight nodded knowingly, walked in with the bag, and put it on the coffee table, and in an instant, a strange, indescribable, pungent, and even suffocating smell of rot came out of the black bag.

The startled young man subconsciously took a step back, his eyebrows protruding.

"Uh, Miss Twilight, what's in that bag, and why does it smell so good, hmm, weird?"

Emma!

It's too sorry to say it's weird, it's a strange word, it's obviously a super violent biochemical gas, okay?!

And the teenager on the other side of the video, after hearing the young man's words, saw the corner of the table, blackened, like a pot, his eyebrows jumped, and the corners of his lips moved slightly.

"Are you cooking something, are you cooking it?"

(End of chapter)