Chapter 276: Text Messages Don't Want Money

[A sharp whistle sounded between her lips, and a burst of eagles chirped from far and near, and the huge white eagle raised its claws and swooped towards her with a fierce and bloodthirsty attitude.

She screamed and took several steps back, and finally, with one foot in the air, fell into the pool......

He indifferently tasted the wine in his glass, his eyes staring down for a moment, as if he was watching a show that was not surprising but not to be missed.

Sean stood in the corner the whole time, holding the rim of the bottle in one hand and the bottom of the bottle in the other. His expression was flat, his eyes did not squint, and he quietly waited for the summons of his master.

In the pool, after a brief flutter and call for help, the water surface returned to calm, except for the occasional ripple of fallen leaves.

He stretched, casually put his glass down, and turned back to his room.

"Sean, I'll sleep for a while, and you feed it some minced meat. Call the police in half an hour~"

"Yes, master."

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At this moment, he stretched out again, and he was in a good mood.

He looked down at the phone screen, and there was only one name in the address book except for "my business card": Huanhuan.

And the avatar of "Huanhuan" is a photo of the two of them, he clicked in, and a little girl blindfolded the eyes of the boy in front of her, smiling innocently and brightly.

He muttered, "Forgiveness? I've only forgiven two people in this world. ”

Others?

Hehe, let's all die.

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Early the next morning.

The back door of Baisen University.

The car slowly stopped, and after Shen Xihuan said goodbye to Wen Yan and the driver's uncle, he hurriedly got out of the car. Wen Yan looked straight out of the car window, and the driver didn't start the car immediately, because he knew that every time Wen Yan had to watch her walk into the school gate before he could withdraw his gaze.

Inadvertently, Wen Yan glanced at a mobile phone lying on the seat on the right. That's hers, and he saw her squeeze her phone several times along the way, with a very cool expression, and finally simply stuffed the phone behind her buttocks.

He picked up the phone, and the screen lit up with a new message coming in, and at the same time, the car door was opened.

It's Shen Sihuan, she turned back to get her phone.

"Wen Yan, thank you." She took her phone, closed the door again, and turned to run away.

But Wen Yan maintained his original movements, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were solemn.

Tony? Who is Tony?

And over there, Shen Xihuan looked at the phone screen impatiently, and sure enough, at this moment, several new text message previews were added to the lock screen, all from "Tony":

Huanhuan, morning. Have you had breakfast?

Huanhuan, are you going to school today? Got to school?

Huanhuan, I just ate a pastry, it's very delicious, do you want to try it?

Huanhuan, I'll pick you up after school, okay?

Huanhuan, I'm so bored, can I go play with you?

...... "Big brother, you're quite bored, there's no end?!"

In fact, since she picked up the delivery yesterday, he has been bombarded with text messages. On average, it's five minutes a piece, and it's all nonsense that doesn't give you any nutrients. I even had to tell her "I tripped over the toilet".

It's so empty, lonely and cold, let's go to the square to dance and talk to my aunt! SMS doesn't cost money!

She had just walked downstairs in her dorm room when another text message sent her frantically and she couldn't wait to shoot a poison at the signal.

But when she clicked on the text message, it was an unfamiliar number:

Hello, is this Miss Shen Sihuan?

She replied: Yes, which one are you?

After a few moments, the other party replied:

I am from the Tianya Mutual Aid Association, and my name is Zhao Xinling. I'm flying home tomorrow afternoon, and before I go, I want to meet you and talk to you alone, okay?