The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

With high heels on her feet and a large bag in her hand, she limped closer...

"Stop! This is a private house, please don't enter at will."

The beauty lowered her head, half of her cheeks were covered by her drooping hair.

That plain face is even more charming in the night.

Then he slowly raised his head, leaning on the railing just like that, sobbing pitifully...

"Hey, don't cry."

"Why are you crying here?"

"The car broke down, can the big brothers help..."

"The car? Is it near here?" The security guard on duty was stunned, trying to stretch his neck to look forward.

The beauty was sobbing, "My boyfriend and my best friend got fucked together. I went to the company and saw that my boss fired me... I drove out to relax, but the tires on the road...why is my life so miserable."

"A script like this is only for the heroine of a novel. At this time, a handsome guy must fall from the sky, and then he and I..." She winked.

The security guard was immediately taken aback, and grinned, "I don't have the worth that a male lead should have..."

"There are also hidden identities. On the surface, he is a security guard, but he is actually a big boss worth hundreds of billions." The beauty looked at the other party seriously, as if she recognized him.

"Anyway, can you help me move the car first?"

"But I'm at work..."

"There are so many people, let them help. There are so many people in such a big house, who can break in."

"That's true." The security guard greeted behind him, "This is Feng's family, whoever doesn't have eyes dares to provoke you. Come out and take a look..."

"I see that the car has completely broken down. I'm afraid you can't handle it alone."

"Don't worry, there are many brothers, brothers, come over and help..."

……

Bai Xiran had turned over from the outside of the wall.

The hook claw retracted in an instant, and she could easily slide down by changing the direction.

She moves quickly and crisply, and the items she has trained in her memory are not unfamiliar because of neglect of practice in the past few years.

There are street lights everywhere in the courtyard, but the surroundings are extremely quiet, and there are no other people.

Bai Xiran probed all the way in, calling Mo Junzhe and Xiaobao every few minutes, but the reminder inside was always busy.

She put away her phone, zipped it up, saw someone approaching, and turned into a Chinese-style corridor nearby.

A screen hung outside.

Inside the screen...

There's an old man...sweeping?
The moment Bai Xiran opened the curtain and walked in, the old man just stood up.

For an instant.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Uh……"

"you……"

Bai Xiran squeezed out a gentle and harmless smile, and pointed to the main house not far away, "I'm lost, the place is too big."

With a clear expression, the old man sat down on the stool with the mini broom in his hand, "New here?"

"Yes, yes, yes... I have only been here for a few days, and I am not very familiar with the terrain. Are you?"

The old man smiled, and raised the mini broom in his hand, which was only the size of his palm, and said in a calm voice, "Sweeping the floor."

"Yes, yes, at such an age, you can still sweep the floor in Feng's house. I think you should be very qualified."

"is acceptable."

Bai Xiran chatted casually with him, and when a security patrol passed by not far away, she raised her vigilance again, "If you were put in a martial arts novel, you would be like a floor-sweeping monk."