After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 930 He's Like a Whoring Duck
I have been asking him to look for it, but there are so many people, and the information more than 20 years ago is not as developed as it is now, so it is very difficult to find someone.

Plus, he wasn't paying attention.

Just deal with it.

Look for it if you can find it, forget it if you can’t find it.

He doesn't care.

The old lady Sheng was stunned, tears began to flow out again, her shoulders shrugged with the movement of twitching, "You don't like me as a grandma, you don't want to kiss me slowly, what's the point of me living in this world! No People care about me! No one cares about me..."

She cried a lot.

The servant on the side also bowed his head.

Sheng Xifang reminded in a cold voice, "Grandpa is downstairs."

"When did your grandfather take care of me? He used to work except for work, and now what else can he do besides play chess? He doesn't care about me at all!" Mrs. Sheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Let me die, I die never mind!"

"I'm dead, so I won't make you angry!"

"I'm dead, so I won't bother you!"

She ran to the balcony, the servant took a look at Sheng Xifang who was as immobile as a mountain, and immediately chased her out.

The servant hugged Old Madam Sheng's waist, "Madam, you can't..."

"No, don't jump off the building!"

"Come on, come on..."

The servant yelled.

The servant who heard the noise went upstairs, and Mr. Sheng also came up with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the crying old lady on the balcony, with displeasure in his eyes, "What's the trouble!"

Old Madam Sheng stopped, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and streaks of tears fell on her face.

"Go out!"

As soon as Sheng Lao spoke, the servants who watched the excitement came out in a file.

I can't see the master's joke.

The old lady Sheng glanced inside quietly, and Sheng Xifang was still standing where she was just now, not even moving a step.

"Family and everything is going well, you insist on making trouble every day, is Xifang still busy enough?" Mr. Sheng grabbed her arm and walked into the room, "This time, what's the matter?"

"I just want him to help me find Wanwan..."

"Finding someone isn't easy! Find a needle in a haystack! There are 70 billion people in the world, just find one! Do you think it's easy?" Old Sheng snapped.

How hard is it?
The Sheng family has raised so many people, just looking for one person?

Old Madam Sheng sat by the bed, "You don't understand me, I don't even have a confidant..."

"Okay! I'll go out with you in a few days."

"I'm not going out! I'm an old bone, going out to play, I'm exhausted!" Mrs. Sheng hugged the thin quilt, with a slumped face, "I'm going to rest, you all go out!"

Go out and go out.

He didn't want to stay either.

They are an old husband and wife, and they have already slept in separate beds.

The grandpa and grandson left the room one after the other.

All the servants went down in the corridor, and Old Sheng put his hands behind his back, "Xifang, I have an idea."

"I know."

Find someone who can live under control and fake it.

"Do you want to do that?" Sheng Xifang asked expressionlessly.

Without Wanwan, it's not like he can't live.

"It's fine if you don't agree." Old Sheng shook his head, "Your grandma is old, and her thinking is different from that of you young people. Don't worry too much about her."

"kindness."

If she doesn't provoke Mianmian, he naturally won't care.

Sheng Lao said, "It's Mianmian's birthday, and I didn't go to see her, you have to accompany her well."

"Accompany."

Accompanied by the bed.

Like a scumbag, she woke up in the morning and left him alone on the bed, and left a note on the bedside table—good job, I will see you next time.

He's like a whore duck.

"It's fine if I stay with you. You can go to work. You don't have to worry here. I'm here. If she kills her in a row in the future, you block her."

Anyway, every time I look for Xifang, it's just that little thing.

"kindness."

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night.

A red Maserati parked at the gate of Busenlis, Zhao Chumian put on high heels before getting out of the car.

(End of this chapter)