Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

"He, he might be..."

Mia lowered her head and wrung her fingers.

"If your stomach hurts, you should go to the toilet."

Have loose bowels? That Dior?

Even though he understood that this was a normal physiological reaction, Johnny still felt a subtle sense of disillusionment. If I were to use a metaphor, it would be similar to the feeling of knowing that the beautiful girl on the screen also wants to poop.

"Were you okay when you went out? Are you okay?" Johnny came back to his senses with a worried look on his face and wanted to catch up.

"No!" Mia's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly grabbed Johnny, "He said he wanted to be alone."

"But..." Johnny hesitated for a moment, and finally gave in under Mia's sincere eyes, "Okay. But if you still feel uncomfortable after a while, it's better to go to the hospital."

"Yeah, that's it..." Mia said casually to Johnny, standing on the street looking at the appearance of her new home.

The two-story independent house is bright and gorgeous in yellow and white. It has a pointed, medieval castle-like roof, and a small balcony surrounded by white railings on the second floor.

The overall look is exquisite and warm, like a building mod that will be downloaded in large numbers in The Sims. Compared with the dilapidated old house, it is like the difference between chocolate and shit.

And every house in the neighborhood, although slightly different in style, is all very beautiful.

It was completely impossible to tell that on the other side of the city, there were people living in shabby houses that looked like cowsheds.

Even the pedestrians were all well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, well behaved and elegant in conversation, completely different from the people in the slums who constantly greeted their families and genitals.

At this moment, Mia suddenly felt like she had entered a new world.

Looking at the beautiful new home, Jonny showed a big smile: "What a beautiful house! You are so awesome that you were able to save so much money to buy it."

Johnny learned a lot during this period, and naturally knew that such a villa was not affordable for ordinary people.

Daisy got out of the car with her luggage, her face flushed: "When I think of being able to work inside, even cleaning becomes interesting."

Mia shrugged: "It's not a lot of money either. This is a haunted house."

"Haunted house?!" Johnny and Daisy's pupils were shocked and their faces turned pale.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, just a few people died..." As she said that, Mia told the two of them the murder case that shocked the whole family.

After listening, Daisy trembled and looked like she was about to fall.

Johnny put down the two small animals in his arms, reached out considerately, took away the luggage from Daisy, and supported her. However, looking at Johnny's pale face, he must also be thinking about the unfolding of some horror stories.

Mia scratched her head: "It's okay, Dio asked people to decorate the house, and all the blood stains have been removed."

Her comfort seemed to have no effect, and their faces became even paler.

Mia was a little distressed, and after a few more persuasion, she finally coaxed the two of them into the house.

The interior of the house is also beautiful.

Bay windows, fireplaces, carvings, and lots of furniture and accessories present an over-stacked ornate style—a typical Victorian decoration style.

Looking around, Mia touched the exquisite rose carvings on the table and fell into deep thought.

How much did Dior spend?

Revenge spending?

The beauty of the interior of the house soothed the trembling little hearts of Jonny and Daisy. The two breathed a sigh of relief and got busy.

As a maid, Daisy worked diligently to clean up the new home for her employer.

Johnny followed Daisy to help, exclaiming from time to time such as "It's so beautiful", "Will we all live here in the future", "Thank God" and the like.

Mia pinched her nose, threw Dario into the basement first, and then picked up her two pets.

After raising her for more than two months, Lucky has grown up a lot. She has grown so much that she can even reach her knees when she stands.

The hen given by Andy's family has also become much closer to Mia and can be petted casually. The body temperature of birds is relatively high, and they feel soft and warm, like fluffy hand warmers, not to mention how comfortable they are.

Therefore, Mia ignored Dior's protest that "the new home doesn't need such an old-fashioned animal as a chicken" and brought the hen over despite his sad eyes.

Holding the pet in her arms, Mia walked into the garden.

The garden of the new home is much larger than that of the old house, and it has strong walls, which makes it look very safe.

There was a beautiful swing standing on the slate floor. The snow-white paint told Mia that this was not the original furniture of the house, but was brought by Dior.

"What a coincidence, there was a white swing in my dream too."

Putting down the pet, Mia sat on the swing and rocked gently.

Next to the stone floor is fertile land, full of colorful flowers, emitting a pleasant fragrance. The little white dog and the hen explored the flowers and touched a few green leaves.

The swing swayed, and under the slight feeling of weightlessness, even the sunlight blackened by soot seemed particularly gentle.

It seems that those days of struggling to survive in the slums were just a dream.

"This is the best of times, the season of light, the spring of hope. People have everything in front of them and are on their way to heaven..."

"Stop reading it."

Dio's voice came from behind, like snow, light but extremely cold.

“Had Dickens known that his words would come out of your dog’s mouth, he would have burned books all night long.”

"Di..." Mia's eyes lit up and she turned her head, wanting to chat with Dio.

Suddenly, a huge force came from behind, and Mia and herself were swung into the air on the swing.

"Aminos!" Mia grasped the swing rope tightly, with a confused face, "Why are you so upset? It's very dangerous."

"Ah."

Dio walked around to Mia and asked with a smile on his face.

"What did you say to Johnny? That idiot burst into my room and asked me if I had diarrhea."

Damn it, the real owner caught me talking bad things.

Mia jumped off the swing version of the pirate ship, came close to Dio, and pointed at her fingers: "I said I was careless, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Dio uttered two words coldly, and when he saw Mia's shocked expression, he slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Do you still remember the clue about the duck fat formula in the Eagle safe? I checked it out and found that it was made by a small workshop. Their products are great. Before anyone else finds out, let's go over and 'learn and learn'."

"Oh..." Mia drooped her little head and bit her lip, like an aggrieved rabbit, "Mia will work hard, don't be angry, okay?"

Dio stared at Mia for a long time, with an uncertain expression on his face.

"That formula is very valuable. If you get it, you can wear the latest Paris skirts every season like a real lady."

After that, he snorted coldly, walked around Mia and left without looking at her.

"Dior, wait! Let me put my luggage away!"

"What's there to clean up? Stupid monkey, move quickly!"

"It's not a rag, it's Mia's baby!"

"Monkey's baby... you can already imagine what kind of useless garbage it is."

Seeing that Dior really didn't want to wait for her, Mia put the box into the cabinet with great care and quickly caught up with him.

"I think life is good enough now, so don't work so hard."

"Mia."

Dio sighed and looked back at her.

"Opportunity is something like this. If you don't seize it tightly, it will slip away from your hands immediately."

The young man's eyes burned with the flame called ambition, which was dangerous and violent and seemed to be able to burn everything it touched.

Mia was stunned for a moment, raised a bright smile, and held his hand: "Let's go, together."

There were faint ripples in his gem-like cold green eyes, and Dio sneered, clenching the warmth in his hands.

"Bendio will definitely take you to the promised paradise."