Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Everything was in chaos.

The news of Wen Rong and Wen Can's disappearance was kept secret for only half a day.

The wave on the Internet that had half subsided suddenly boiled up again and set off a bigger tsunami.

And at the center of all this chaos, there was a newspaper coffee shop surrounded by reporters, but no one could get close to it.

Some people tried to sneak in at night, and some even tried to climb over the wall from behind and get on the rooftop. However, just as they emerged from the wall, they were grabbed by the collar and pushed down by the expressionless bodyguards in black.

Screams of ah ah echoed beneath the wall.

Someone on the rooftop tipped his hat and said, "Are you okay? Don't let anyone fall to death."

"You won't die from falling from this height. There's still some flesh padding underneath."

"These reporters are really cockroaches. One wave is suppressed and another wave rises up."

“This metaphor seems strange.”

"How many days has our boss not been out?"

"I see she doesn't like to go out anyway. I don't know what she's doing every day and she doesn't even come downstairs."

"I don't know. I don't know when this day will end..."

Different tones chat together and then are blown away by the whistling wind.

The camera moves downward and zooms out. The entire coffee shop, from the rooftop to the downstairs, from the front door to the back door, is filled with tall and strong bodyguards standing or sitting.

Even near the square farther away, there were many unfamiliar vehicles parked, and in or outside the cars there were people who looked like bodyguards smoking and chatting, and from time to time they cast cold glances at the reporters carrying cameras.

"Wow, what's wrong with this Ye Kong? We've never encountered such a situation when we followed those big stars before. Even if we rejected someone, we didn't do it in a nice way. What is she doing? Threatening with force?"

A young reporter who had just got off the media car couldn't help but complain to his senior, but received a bland shrug.

"It's obvious that she doesn't consider herself a star, so she doesn't intend to give us face."

"You can't be so rude, can you? Did you see that?"

The young reporter pointed at a reporter who was mercilessly thrown down the stairs and said with his mouth wide open, "This is too much! It's just short of beating him up!"

"But after all, we didn't beat him up. It would be better if we caught someone and beat him up. Then we can make use of the opportunity to make a fuss."

"Why is she so arrogant? As a public figure, she should tell the public what she knows and accept our interview. If her attitude is better, we can write about her better. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

Bang sound——

A car that had just parked on the side of the road was thrown at the door.

The man who got out of the car turned the key as he passed by them. As he passed by them, he said with a smile on his face, "You broke into a private house and you still want a win-win situation with her? Why do you think so?"

"What?" The young reporter was angry and said, "You are..."

Before he could finish his words, he was held down by his senior.

There were two more door slamming sounds.

He was led to turn his head and found that there was not only one car parked there, but also a second and a third car.

The least noticeable of them all was a Cayenne.

Two or three men and women walked past them without even looking, their target obviously being the coffee shop that was closed to everyone.

When those figures walked away, the senior let go of his hand and said, "The one talking to you is the second young master of the Zhou family. Songgong Theater belongs to him. The others are the heirs of the Tu, Xu, and Wei families."

"..." The young reporter swallowed his saliva, "What about the other girl?"

"..." The senior turned his head to look at him, raised his hand and pointed upwards, "Don't you listen to the news every day? You should be very familiar with his father..."

"…Mayor Lin?"

The young reporter was stunned and turned to look at those people.

They had already reached the entrance of the coffee shop.

Several bodyguards who were sitting under the eaves playing cards just glanced at them and let them in, looking extremely skilled.

"...They know Ye Kong?"

"I don't know the details, but it is said that they are very familiar with each other. They were seen playing the cream throwing game here the night before the incident."

……

A group of heirs and second-generation officials who were seen playing the cream throwing game closed the door, glanced at the empty first floor, and finally fixed their eyes on the masked woman who was playing games lifelessly at the cash register.

"Hey, where's the boss? We want some coffee."

Zhou Song knocked on the bar.

Qu Wu, who was playing games, raised his head. His big eyes revealed through the mask rolled up in horror, then drooped lifelessly, and he responded with a raised middle finger.

Zhou Song: ...

Tu Wan walked to the table, withdrew his gaze from the stairs, then walked to the bar and said to Qu Wu, "She's upstairs?"

"Yes." Qu Wu finally uttered two words.

"What's the status?" Tu Wan asked.

"..."

The phone was filled with screams of tragic death. Amid the eerie sound effects, Qu Wu looked up at Tu Wan and laughed, making one's scalp tingle: "Do you want to check it yourself?"

"..." Tu Wan paused suspiciously, his eyes scanning her body. Before he could come up with an answer, someone behind him rushed forward impatiently.

"Okay, okay! I'll go check it out right away! I've been wanting to go upstairs and take a look at her secret base for a long time! If she's lying on the bed sleeping lifelessly, I'll wake her up and pour cold water on her face, or play some soul metal music for her! She'll definitely cheer up!"

no doubt.

A person who is so full of energy, curiosity and enthusiasm is naturally Lin Xinzhou.

While shouting, she had already rushed forward.

He blew up the stairs like a whirlwind, shouting "Ye Kong, I'm here to see you" and climbed over the fence with a "Do Not Disturb" sign on it.

The people downstairs immediately held their breath and turned to stare at the empty corridor.

At the bar, Qu Wu smiled sinisterly beneath his mask.

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Lin Xinzhou was so shocked that he stopped as soon as he passed through the screen.

A typhoon passing through - it was not enough to describe the scene she saw.

The ground was littered with crumbs and paper balls rolling around.

Paints, chess pieces, colorful beverage bottles, glasses, and candy wrappers everywhere...even pillows and quilts appeared on the ground for some reason, rolled up into a ball of silkworm cocoons.

But there was no one in the silkworm pupa.

People are at the table.

Sit still.

She is busy painting.

The table was a mess.

And in front of Lin Xinzhou's feet, there was a lot of food.

It was obviously the main course served by Qu Wu, but it seemed as if nothing had been touched.

Lin Xinzhou opened his mouth in surprise, but his expression became even happier because of the novelty.

She carefully stepped over the obstacles, calling Ye Kong's name as if she was looking for someone in a game of hide-and-seek.

"Ye Kong? Ye, Kong? Miss Ye Kong? Master Ye Kong? Master Undead Demon? We are here to find you."

"Are you okay? Do you want to come downstairs with me for dinner?"

Lin Xinzhou made a ghost-catching gesture, approaching her and raising his hand to scare her: "Ye Kong, I've caught you——"

The sound of the word "la" has not been completed yet.

Her tongue was still on the roof of her mouth and about to pop out, but the person she wanted to scare had already turned his head.

The moment their eyes met, the half-finished words were choked back in fear.

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