o do now!”"Knowing... the father of Little Madam, I will do my best to treat him." Cheng Banxian answered with a trembling voice.A jumble of footsteps echoed from downstairs, and my brother's voice ra...While staying at Mount Witch King's southern hills, Mu Wanchen often helped me "watch the children." Little Yinluo, coming from a big family, was naturally outgoing. Now that they are parents themselves, their parenting skills are improving day by day.

I feel very relieved that Yu Gui and You Nan are in charge of them. Plus, with the large Yin family, I'm not worried about lacking help with childcare.

Jiang Qiyun wanted to take advantage of the current situation where people in the circle were gathered, and we secretly investigate the matter of the corpse, so as not to leak the news and be watched by people in the circle.

“Well, birthdays don't really mean much to Jiang Qiyun anyway. He probably doesn't even know how old he is... Those myths and legends all say hundreds of thousands or thousands of years old, who remembers the exact number…” My brother said while driving.

"Birthdays are important, aren't they…" It feels like it should be so easy to spend his birthday with him. Besides, he doesn't seem to care much about birthdays anyway,

"We mortals call it a birthday, but the immortals and deities call it a birthdate. Could they be the same" My brother teased as he drove towards the CBD, "Who knows, maybe Jiang Qiyun thinks one birthday ceremony a year is too much trouble."

I smiled and shook my head. Indeed, time, for us mortals, is like sand in our hands. No matter how tightly we grasp it, it slips away.

That's why over thousands of years, so many people have sought immortality but failed, creating much karma.

Looking out the window at my city, this southern provincial capital seems bustling yet relaxed and comfortable. However, who can see what lurks in the shadows, the hidden aspects of day and night

"You said, why did Song Wei invite us to meet here" My brother looked at the "red light district" with confusion.

"I have no idea... uh, are you familiar with this area"

This is not an ordinary bar street, there are no noisy crowds.

The surrounding shops were all quite stylish, looking like high-end nightclubs and clubs. There weren't any vagrants or criminals loitering on the streets outside.

Even I, someone who doesn't really engage in leisure or social activities, have never been to a place like this. My older brother hasn't either.

"Could it be that this little Song Wei has made money and her thoughts have started to become corrupted and degenerate" My brother parked the car on the side of the road and said, stroking his chin.

“How much could she possibly earn! She’s just a one-line reporter, how much salary could she have” I glared at my brother, telling him to stop joking around.

My brother raised an eyebrow dismissively: "You don't understand, do you You think all journalists are honest reporters Many frontline reporters have gray income, especially someone like Song Wei with her outspoken personality. Some clients want to make a big deal out of something, some want to cover it up, so they have to give some hush money or kickbacks."

Huh Is that so

Song Wei's fiery personality can be a bit difficult to handle, and she's also quite stubborn. This is evident in how she handles matters of the heart.

Previously, her marriage with the bodyguard was disrupted, and she was so angry that her liver hurt. I haven't heard her mention it at all this period, it seems she is determined to cut off ties completely.

Besides, it seemed her mother had taken to Fengyang's methods as well. They even gave her a charm for warding off evil spirits, claiming she was cursed and in danger. It probably weighed on her mind, so she channeled all her energy into work.

Could it be that she's in a bad mood and is coming to this "special" kind of place to release her anger

Knock knock.

We were looking around at the shops when a security guard from the storefront came over and tapped on our car window.

Is this a security guard, a bodyguard, or a greeter Dressed in a suit and tie, with a single-ear headset, and a neatly folded floral scarf peeking out of his pocket, he's truly "serious yet lively." Perfect for this upscale entertainment venue.

"Hello, do you need parking assistance" The man outside the car spoke politely, but his eyes were sharp, sizing us up with a scrutinizing glance.

My brother and I acting together is more "deceptive". Strangers looking at our appearance would think we're just curious, young tourists, easily lowering their guard.

Especially my older brother, when he was rambling nonsense, he frowned and said, “What’s the matter Your young master hasn't had any alcohol, do you need me to park for you”

"That's not what I meant... I saw you stop here and thought you were a new customer unfamiliar with the underground parking lot paths..." The bodyguard looked at us both without changing his expression, his sharp eyes softened slightly.

"No need, brother. We have an appointment here, waiting for a friend. A friend of mine brought me here, don't bother yourself." My brother waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

The bodyguard glanced at us, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, and nodded before walking away. He whispered something into his earpiece.

"Tsk, those guys are looking down on us...They're here to see the car, aren't they We switched to a regular car, you know, it just doesn't fit in with this place." My brother scoffed.

As we were talking, a supercar drove past us and slowly stopped in front of us.

The driver's side window rolled down, and Song Wei strained her head out from inside, waving to us and motioning for us to follow her.

"Where did this girl get her supercar" My brother was dumbfounded: "That's a hefty hush money fee!"

"When Song Wei took us to the underground parking lot of a store, I couldn't help but whisper as soon as I got out of the car, “ ... Where did you get this car —"

"Shh!" Song Wei glared at me, grabbed my arm, and whispered, "Don't make a sound! You want to see where I take photos, right You can't get in without this car! God, it costs two thousand yuan to rent for a day!"

Oh my god, it's rented!

"I thought you little rascal had made a fortune from shady dealings!" my brother whispered.

"Am I that kind of person! With just a little subsidy, how much black money could I possibly have to afford this…" Song Wei whispered quickly, "Besides, you're the one who has to hold the scene down later. I can't afford to buy any drinks!"

My brother looked at her with amusement: "How much money have you spent digging up this information"

"Humph, still only Fan Ge understands me... I've expensed everything that can be expensed, and everything else is paid for by myself! Fortunately, I live at home and don't have to starve... But the consumption here is too high, the last time I took pictures it emptied my pockets, this time Fan Ge, you have to help me!"

"Help, help, help! I'll give you some spending money if you just tell us what you know." My brother said with a smile.

Song Wei looked at me with some puzzlement: “Why are you interested in this matter… The man I’m chasing does indeed deal with corpses… Has he gotten into something”

"Well...it's not convenient to go into details. We don't quite understand it ourselves. We just received intel that this man is connected to the case we're investigating. We happened to know you were also looking into it, so we reached out to get your perspective." I looked at Song Wei, a little worried she would be confused about how we knew about her work.

"Who knew Song Wei didn't care at all, she curled her lips and said, 'Well, I'll tell you everything I know, as long as it's useful to you...Let's go up first, Xiao Qiao, do you want to cover your eyes' "

"Huh" Why would I cover my eyesto Ye You Shen immediately.”"Yes." Dabao knelt respectfully on the ground.Lao Lin saw him bowing his head to empty space, and in astonishment asked, "T-there are ghosts here"Where's he scaryJiang Qiyu...