Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Logically speaking, Miaomiao is the daughter of Mu Xiuzhu and Luo Wanying, how could she end up being betrayed by someone else?

888 checked over and over again, and was surprised to find that the world line was actually advanced.

Oh no, it should mean that Miaomiao was transported to before the plot line of her character.

At this time, the heroine has not yet traveled through time, and the story has not yet begun.

What's happening here?

888 scratched his head, feeling something was wrong.

Switching the interface to the main interface, 888 accidentally scanned the account balance, and his pupils suddenly shook.

???

It clearly says that the account balance is 0 points.

what's the situation?

Why was it cleared? This isn't quite right, is it?

What about points? ! ! !

What about points? ! ! !

888 lay down on the control panel, barely able to control his expression, and roared:

"Complain! I want to complain!!! Where are the points?"

However, 888 angrily went to appeal, but what he got was that there was no abnormality in the account.

There is no abnormality in its account.

This is more than a thousand points, why don’t you give it up?

What a liar.

The main system must have swallowed up his cub's points.

hateful! Return your points quickly!

888 maliciously speculates on the main system.

Main system: [...Warning! Please don't slander the main system. 】

After being given a yellow card warning by the main system, 888 shut up, but he was still unconvinced.

You have the shame to do this, but you don’t have the shame to admit it, right?

Pooh!

I despise you!

Tongzi silently thought about the system villain in his heart.

Miaomiao was squatting on the haystack, with a straw tag tied in her messy curly hair. Her little one was balled up in the corner, dirty, just like the other children in the room.

This is Yahang, which specialized in human trafficking in ancient times.

Miaomiao didn't know why she was here. There was someone guarding the door and she couldn't escape. The little guy could only stay in the house and observe the situation.

With a grunt, Miaomiao's little belly sang the empty city plan.

Touching her belly, Miaomiao swallowed. She was hungry.

Fortunately, it happened to be dinner time, and a middle-aged man came in with a few coarse-grain steamed buns and gave half to each child in the room.

The steamed bun in Miaomiao's hand was only half the size of a small hand. The little guy clutched the steamed bun and said habitually: "Thank you, uncle."

The little milky voice is very soft and the volume is very low. You can't hear it at all if you don't listen carefully.

It just so happened that the man who made the buns was born with excellent hearing. His mind moved, and when he looked at the little baby in front of him, his heart softened inexplicably.

Although the little baby's face was so dirty that he couldn't see clearly, he felt that the child was particularly cute.

How could any parent be willing to sell such a well-behaved child?

Forget it, there are not many people who sell their sons and daughters in this world. I am just a small person. I can't protect myself. How can I take care of others?

Shaking his head, the man turned and left, but he still kept the child in mind.

Miaomiao didn't know anything about this, and the little guy cherished the pitiful bit of steamed bun in his hand.

Not only did this steamed bun not fill his stomach, but it seemed to activate the little guy's stomach, making him even hungrier after eating it.

In the afternoon, the man who made steamed buns at noon came in and took Miaomiao out.

The other children all looked at Miaomiao sympathetically.

After staying here for a few days, the children knew what this place was and they also knew that they were sold here by their parents.

Being taken out meant that she was being bought.

Miaomiao staggered behind the man, and soon arrived in the yard.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a goatee wearing brocade was sitting on a chair in the yard.

"Steward Lin, what do you think of this?"

The man pulled the little guy out behind him and looked at the goatee.

Goatee twirled his beard and glanced at the timid Miaomiao.

"Since you said it's okay, Ma San, then fine, take him away."

With a light word, servants came up from behind and grabbed Miaomiao and left.

Miaomiao looked at the man named Ma San in a panic.

Ma San said with a cold face: "When you go to Shangshu Mansion, you will serve Miss Seven well. Don't make mistakes and embarrass me. I will have a good life for you then."

Shangshu Mansion?

888 captures keywords.

Isn't this the heroine's house? The female supporting role Luo Wanying is also in Shangshu Mansion.

If Miaomiao goes to Shangshu Mansion, she should be able to trigger the mission.

It is also a problem. Generally speaking, the task of the tasker should usually be issued after being transferred to the task world, but I don't know what is going on in this world, and there is no movement after so long.

In short, there are all kinds of problems, and the points are all lost inexplicably. As a result, 888 is now one big and two big.

After much deliberation, it would be safer to go to Shangshu Mansion first.

At least the key people are there, and Miaomiao's biological mother Luo Wanying is also in Shangshu Mansion.

Thinking of this, 888 quickly analyzed the problem with Miaomiao.

Hearing 888 say that he had a mother in Shangshufang, Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she left with the servant very cooperatively.

Before leaving, the little guy waved to Ma San, "Goodbye, uncle~"

Miaomiao could feel that this uncle was kind to her.

Ma San was stunned and looked into the child's bright eyes.

Goodbye? What's the meaning?

Although I don’t quite understand it, it feels kind of cute.

Ma San pursed his lips uncomfortably.

This child is quite well-behaved. I am over forty and have no children, so it would be a good idea to keep her as my daughter.

That's all, what else do you want to do after everyone is gone?

Looking at the disappeared carriage with a cold face, Ma San stopped thinking about this.

On the carriage.

"My house bought you to serve Miss Seventh. When you meet Miss Seventh later, remember to say hello, okay?"

The servant gave Miaomiao instructions.

Miaomiao was confused, but she still nodded obediently.

The back door of Shangshu Mansion was guarded by two servants. Goatee seemed to be the leader and had other things to attend to, so he left midway. Therefore, the servant led the dirty kid in through the back door with ease.

"My name is Shitou. You can just call me Brother Shitou. Go take a shower first, change out of your clothes, and get dressed before going to see Miss Seventh."

Shitou is a talkative person and kept talking to Miaomiao all the way.

Miaomiao didn't mind Shitou's talkativeness. She listened attentively, responded a few times from time to time, and called out obediently: "Brother Shitou."

Shitou looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was still young. It was probably the first time he met someone who didn't mind him talking too much and was willing to reply to him. He was visibly excited, even though the little guy looked a little older. , Shitou still tried his best to tell some things about Miaomiao Mansion.

The big one and the little one walked on a small road and did not attract anyone's attention.

Miaomiao curiously observed the environment in Shangshu's mansion and accidentally caught a glimpse of the side face of a delicate girl.

The moment she saw the girl, Miaomiao felt a throbbing pain in her mind. Some fragments flashed before her eyes. There was a face similar to that of the girl, but the face in her memory seemed to have a gentler expression.

who is it?

"Who is that?"

Holding her throbbing head, Miaomiao asked with some difficulty.

Why does it feel so familiar?

Shitou followed Miaomiao's gaze and said, "That is the second young lady in our house. She is the most gentle and kind person."