C52 People Are Stupid and Have a Lot of Money

"None of your business!"

Little Brook's temper rose, and he mercilessly cut off the phone. He leaned his head against the window and stared blankly.

West Building looked at her, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

So it turned out that Tong Lu also knew that Xiao Zhou had deliberately kept him away from the stream when he was alive. What did he mean by hiding his precious girl?

If he wanted to hide, he would hide from everyone. Why was there still a Tong Lu?

A great god was upset. Just for a little girl.

"I want to go home." Little Brook suddenly said.

"You can't see right now. Who's going to take care of you when you go back?" No one in the Ye Family was that kind.

"I want to go back to my and Xiao Zhou's home." Sometimes, she would be very annoyed when she had to turn into a small stream. She couldn't calm down and needed to copy down Buddhist scriptures.

There were a lot of Buddhist scriptures in Xiao Zhou's study room. Some of them were copied by her, while others were copied by Xiao Zhou.

"The doctor said that you can't be too sad." West Building sighed, with a helpless look between his eyebrows.

Did West Building know? Facing the stream, his tone became softer and softer.

Where did his initial domineering attitude go?

Forget who? Xiao Zhou?

Although she could no longer see him, Xiao Zhou's voice and appearance were still imprinted in her mind. How could she forget him?

Xiao Zhou had thrown her into the sky.

He had already penetrated deep into her bones, so how could she forget him?

Such a monstrous father had appeared in her life, so who would be able to control her in the future?

"Let's return to the Pear Garden."

The Pear Garden was originally a place for the emperor of the Tang Dynasty to have fun. The events there included tug-of-war, basketball, and so on. Tang Xuanzong had composed a new song called "Dao Rhythm." He had once chosen three hundred actors to sing and dance in the forbidden garden of the Pear Garden. After that, he called the troupe the Pear Garden and the actors the "disciples of the Pear Garden." Sometimes, he also called the Beijing opera the pear garden.

And the pear garden here was the home of Xiao Zhou and Xiao He.

The entire building was rented by Xiao Zhou. Since he loved to listen to the show, he named this building the Pear Garden.

When the car arrived at the Pear Garden, West Building was still in a daze. Why did he listen to her?

He said he was going back to the Pear Garden, and he really came here.

Xiao Zhou's shadow was everywhere in the pear garden.

The reliefs on both sides of the door had been put up by Xiao Zhou later on. On the reliefs, there was a piece of Rainbow Feathers Dance.

There were pear trees on either side of the road, flowers in the spring, and pears in the summer, and half of the people who lived in the pear orchard were white-collar workers.

After all, it was such a quiet and elegant place.

"I like to pick pears on the roadside in the summer. I don't eat them myself. When I see someone coming back, I give him one. Many people in the garden have taken my pears." Little Brook bragged about his small achievements as if he was doing good every day.

West Building laughed in his heart: What a little fool. To be able to afford to live in such a high-end neighborhood, why would he need to eat a pear?

However, everyone seemed to know that she was the little landlord, and the pears she gave were all brought back for the noodles. As for whether or not she ate them, that was another matter.

West Building was familiar with the way, and opened the door with the key to the stream. He carried her all the way up.

On the way, she seemed to be afraid that someone would recognize her, and kept her head buried in his arms.

When they got home, he put her on the sofa, and West Building went to the kitchen to boil water for her.

The brook liked to drink the hot water from the kettle. He poured half of it, then went to the water dispenser to fill the other half with cold water.

The temperature was around 30-40, and she had to drink 500 ml at a time.

West Building, who was boiling water, was stunned. How many days had they been together? He could actually remember her little habits so clearly.

Returning to the living room, the stream fell asleep on the sofa. She was hugging a pillow and sleeping soundly.

West Building recognized this pillow. It was Xiao Zhou.

It seemed that there was still the smell of Xiao Zhou on the pillow.

The stream said that she could not sleep well and had to sleep while smelling people's breath. It turned out that she could not only smell people's breath, but she could also fall asleep just by smelling their scent.

His heart suddenly felt a little stuffy. West Building didn't know what was wrong with him. He was also a little annoyed.

They had lunch at the hospital, and it was still early in the evening.

West Building remembered that Young Qing had said in the hospital that he had found out who released the video.

Now that Little Brook was asleep, he went to Xiao Zhou's study, turned on the computer, and made a long distance video call. He wanted to watch the interrogation process personally.

After all, it was best to do it personally since it concerned the little stream.

Who knew how many more such people would do it personally in the future? West Building had broken all the rules for her.

In a sealed room, there was a woman with her hands tied behind a chair and a smelly sock stuffed in her mouth. Her eyes were wide open, and she was so scared that she could not cry.

Her skirt was torn.

Of course, no one else had torn it on purpose. She had accidentally scratched it when she was fighting back.

"Ugh..."

The door opened and a person walked in. He turned on the light with a bang. A beam of light happened to fall on the woman's face. He reached out his hand and removed the smelly socks from the woman's mouth in disgust.

"Who stuffed these in? How wicked!"

"Cut the crap and ask." A voice came from the earpiece. It was Young Qing. Naturally, he would not personally step forward for this kind of thing.

Yan Xi Lou was also beside him.

She raised her head. The video was connected to the surveillance camera, and West Building was able to see what the woman looked like.

Why was it her? Did she have a grudge against the brook?

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" The woman was quite bold, but after all, today's experience was too terrifying. The first kidnapping she had ever encountered in her life had happened.

On the way back from the cemetery, she was robbed on the way back. She had been locked up for six hours, and she was not allowed to drink a single mouthful of water.

Was it a kidnapping and extortion? Why hadn't she let her family call her?

"Kidnapping you?" The man chewed on these words and smiled with interest in his eyes.

"How much money do you want? My family doesn't have much, but we have a lot of money. Don't hurt me. Just tell me! " She had already said these words when she was tied up. Now, she was repeating them as a test.

She was not stupid. These people must have asked for more than money to waste her time like this.

If they wanted money, they had to be simple. As long as she could contact her father.

With her family's connections, it was not difficult to find a kidnapper.

The scary thing was that these people did not just want money.

"Oh, people are stupid and have a lot of money?"

Just because she said, "My family doesn't have anything else, but we do have a lot of money," the man felt that if he didn't take the opportunity to blackmail her, he would be letting her down for thinking so highly of his family.

"Sir, we have nothing against each other. If you just want money, you don't have to do this to me." The woman was beautiful, hot and hot.

A beautiful woman naturally knew how to make use of her advantages. Although she was only twenty years old, she had been in the upper class circle of City C. She thought it was easy to seduce a man.

The man was unmoved. There was even disdain in his eyes.

He didn't even ask what the people in the underworld called him!

What kind of woman did he, the Third Master Qi, want? Was he interested in such a little bitch?