Warner had been watching the situation over there, and he heard Ye Weilan's words...... After pondering for a while, he suddenly asked, "They are mother and son?" ”

"No, there's a man."

"What about the man?"

"This ...... The subordinates don't know ......"

"Look for it now, be secretive!"

"Yes."

Warner stared at Ye Weilan's huddled box, blind, and didn't like Jessica, but insisted on sitting here......

What is their purpose?

……

Miss Ye thought in pieces: "Why hasn't the old pervert come back......"

Breaking into a few study rooms to find information is a piece of cake for him, and it shouldn't take long.

Xiao Yechen gave her vegetables; "Mommy, don't worry, grandpa is so powerful, it'll be fine."

"I'm not worried about him...... "Mammmy Ye puffed out her cheeks and complained.

Xiao Yechen raised his face: "Then Mommy, what are you worried about?" ”

"I'm worried that if we don't go back, we will be served by your father's family......" As soon as Mammie Ye thought that the head of the family couldn't see the expression of his wife and son when he came home, she couldn't wait to grow wings and fly back.

Disobedient, guilty.

Run out, and the sin will be added to the first.

If you return late, the sin is unforgivable.

Miss Ye, tears.

Xiao Yechen coaxed: "Mommy is not afraid, Xiao Jiu said that grandpa ordered you to come out." ”

Ye Weilan opened her mouth: "Baby......"

"Grandpa and Xiao Jiu will help Mommy top the cylinder, so don't be afraid."

Mammy Ye almost praised his son's wit, but—

"Xiao Jiu, you have to remember one thing."

Xiao Yechen nodded: "Huh? ”

"Don't lie to your daddy."

"Why?"

"There's no lie in the world that can escape your daddy's eyes, just if he doesn't care, huh...... If you lie to him, basically all three of us can go to Godie. ”

“…… So what to do? "Thinking of his perverted Lao Tzu's methods of punishing people, the little demon is also a little hairy.

"Hmm...... Mommy think about it......"

……

This Ye Mommy is thinking about going home to escape the sanction of addition, and a magical scene is being staged in a villa in the depths of the royal court.

A beautiful man walked up to the door and said; "Take me to the study."

The soldier guarding the gate turned around and walked forward with him, his movements unusually fast.

Perangordo looked around as he walked.

The setting of this villa is exceptionally peaceful.

There are many traps.

It will take a bit of work.

"Ten minutes, dismantle all the mechanisms."

"Yes!"

After the uniform shouts and harmonies, everyone sprang into action, quickly tearing down the cannon on the wall and stabbing the iron nails.

Perangordo stood in the middle like a lazy Overseer, and seeing that the mechanism was dismantled, the old ancestor calmly continued to the study, asking the officer who led the way

"What's in the study?"

"I don't know." The tone is respectful and comparable to treating the president.

"Huh?"

"Has anyone ever died in there?"

"A lot."

"Probably?"

"None of the people who went in to steal came out alive."

"What about the corpse?"

"There are no wounds, and when I die, I have a weird smile on my face."

Sounds really creepy stuff.

But he was also more sure that he was in the wrong place, and that there were secrets in this study.

"That's right......" Perangordo stood outside the study door, looking at the two red lacquered wooden doors, and touched his chin.

The color of this red lacquer is as oozing as blood, and it is glamorous and cold, and it feels very ominous.

Get in?

Don't go in?

That's a problem.

The old ancestor stood in the corridor and began to struggle.