City: I am possessed by a mildew god, and I draw S-level exercises at the beginning

Xu Wanying also believes that with the current situation of the Xiao family, Xiao Yao will never refuse this money, no matter whether he wants the Xiao family to make a comeback or not to worry about making a living in the future, he needs this money!

But I'm sorry, Xu Wanying's idea was wrong again.

I saw Xiao Yao holding the check between two fingers, and said with a sneer, "Miss Xu is really a big hand."

Then Xiao Yao said softly while tearing up: "I said, the purpose of my coming today is just an attitude, an answer, a mere 1000 million, our Xiao family still doesn't like it."

"you……"

Seeing the pieces of paper falling down, Xu Wanying couldn't remember how many times today she was shocked to the point of speechless because of Xiao Yao's words and deeds.

When Xu Wanying realized and wanted to say something, Xiao Yao had already walked to the door of the office, turned his back to her and said, "Remember, your Xu family still owes us."

Seeing Xiao Yao's back disappearing at the door, Xu Wanying felt a big stone pressing down on her chest, and her breathing was slightly heavy.

For more than eight years, to be honest, Xu Wanying only felt guilty for the first one or two years. As time went by, that sense of guilt has long since disappeared. The Xiao family is the Xiao family, and the Xu family is the Xu family, which is different.

But the reappearance of Xiao Yao, who disappeared today, and his strong performance, this boulder will keep pressing Xu Wanying until she or their Xu family does something that is enough to pay back, instead of throwing out a sum of money perfunctorily It's like sending a beggar.

"Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, what happened to you all these years..." Seeing the dilapidated marriage contract that Xiao Yao didn't take away on the table, Xu Wanying was still in a daze.

After leaving the Feilong Group, Xiao Yao took a taxi and went directly to the cemetery in this city, where he knelt down in front of his parents' graves.

Although Xiao Yao who came through time travel has no blood relationship with them, but without them, this time travel would not have happened, and he should pay homage to them both emotionally and rationally.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Burning incense and burning paper, kneeling and kowtowing, the proper etiquette is the same for Xiao Yao.

The owner of the body also gave Xiao Yao the emotion towards his parents along with the memory, so there will inevitably be some ups and downs in his emotions, and his eyes will be moist.

Standing in front of the tomb, with the breeze blowing, Xiao Yao didn't know what to say. At this moment, a slightly trembling voice came from behind him.

"Yaoyao...is...you?"

Xiao Yao followed the familiar voice and looked back, yes, one of the few "relatives" in memory - sister Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian is not Xiao Yao's biological sister, but an orphan whom her father, Xiao Shanhe, had been subsidizing silently before Xiao Yao was born. Because she is not related by blood, she does not usually live together. She only comes home during the New Year holidays and occasionally. Visiting, that's why I was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe eight years ago.

I haven't seen her in eight years. Xiao Qian has grown from a slim girl to a woman. She is wearing a standard OL uniform that fully shows off her curves. Wearing this outfit, she must have just arrived from the company in a hurry.

"Sister Qian, it's me!" Xiao Yao couldn't hide his excitement.

"Great!" Xiao Qian ran a few steps quickly, and then rushed towards Xiao Yao in a posture that was almost flying, "It's great to see you back... woo..."

The two hugged tightly.

Feeling the tears dripping on his shoulders, all Xiao Qian's grievances, loneliness, and sadness these years, Xiao Yao can feel miraculously.

While stroking Xiao Qian's back gently, Xiao Yao comforted her softly, "Don't worry, I'm back, I will have everything from now on..."

"Um……"

"By the way, sister Qian, how do you know I'm back? And here." Xiao Yao asked curiously.