Honey Mommy A exploded

She was a little puzzled, why did she hire such a sand sculpture assistant?
"I'm not at Yan's house, but in the villa area in the city center. By the way, isn't there an investor who has been anonymously throwing money at YJ's private laboratory before? Has he made any moves recently?"

Cloudy was a little baffled, not understanding why she asked this out of the blue.

"Yes, another 5000 million was spent this month, and there is still only one request, which is that you meet him in person. Do you still want to continue to refuse?"

"Need not."

Yan Jiu recalled the scene on the plane, her red lips slightly curved, "Make an appointment and ask him to bring the young lady at home."

It is too small?
Cloud, who received the text message, was in a mess for a second.

Too much information, a bit caught off guard.

He clearly remembered that the investor only left an email address, let alone his name, and even his gender was unknown.

How did you get to Yan Jiu's place? Even how many people there are in his family...

"I said, grandma, do you know who the investor is? You must have hacked someone's computer, right? After all, you are a kind person who invested in us, so you can't be unkind to others..." He asked Be terrified.

However, there was no reply for a while.

……

Yan Jiu looked at the backup phone whose battery had jumped to [-]% and then suddenly went black, feeling as if she had been abandoned by two scumbags one after another.

Just... quite speechless.

She just sent a real-time location before shutting down, and I don't know if Cloud has received it.

"Mum, is this spare phone dead?" Yan Xiaoxi asked with her head tilted.

"Well," Yan Jiu threw the phone into the bag, walked back to the main road with long legs, and said, "Now I can only hail a taxi."

Yan Xiaoxi followed closely behind, biting her lips: "But Mommy...you didn't exchange cash before you came."

Yan Jiu couldn't help but pause.

Seems like it really is?
Yan Xiaoxi squeezed her fingers, and continued: "And Mommy, your card cannot be swiped on the car here."

Yan Jiu: "..."

"Hey,"

Yan Xiaoxi sighed like a little adult, and took out a stack of banknotes from her Doraemon small bag, "This time, baby, pay for the fare."

Yan Jiu looked at the banknote in her hand and twitched her forehead: "Who gave this to you?"

"Uncle Cloud."

Yan Xiaoxi answered innocently, "It's because he lost to me at rock-paper-scissors."

Yan Jiu looked at the words "H Country Children's Bank" on the banknote and fell silent.

"Mommy, what's the matter, are these banknotes not usable?" Yan Xiaoxi asked with her eyes wide open.

"Of course it works,"

Yan Jiu rubbed her head, and said in a very calm tone, "From now on, Mommy will use this kind of money to pay Uncle Cloud's salary. He must like it very much."

"Oh..." Yan Xiaoxi nodded half-understanding, "Then let's hail the car, the baby is hungry and wants to go home quickly."

As he spoke, he stretched out his small arms and stopped the car on the side of the road.

There are not many vehicles near the villa area, a black Bugatti Veyron is driving in this direction.

Inside the car, Qi Xiuzhen was silent, his gaze fell on a certain point of nothingness outside the car window.

The driver said he didn't pick up the woman and didn't know where she took her daughter.

A small figure flashed past in the field of vision, like a star flickering in the grayness.

He frowned, and ordered almost subconsciously: "Stop!"

The driver stepped on the brakes without knowing why, and looked in the rearview mirror in surprise.

In the rearview mirror, a cute dumpling was running all the way with short legs: "Mommy, a car has stopped!"

Yan Jiu was ashamed.

In the eyes of the kid, there seems to be no essential difference between a taxi and a private car.

It's just that the license plate number of this car looks familiar... It seems that there is only a single digit difference from the one that picked her and Yan Xiaoxi up by mistake at the airport.

"Sir, do you want to open the door?"

In the car, the driver asked something mysteriously.

Even though he knew that Mister would never waste time on irrelevant people and things, it was useless to ask this question.

Unexpectedly, Qi Xiuzhe in the back seat nodded: "Open the door."

The driver doubted his ears a little, and was stunned for a few seconds to make sure he had heard correctly, before unlocking the car door in surprise.