Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Upon hearing this voice, Shen Zhiyun couldn't help but clench her fists. It was Jun Lingmo's voice, but it sounded like he hadn't spoken in a long time, his voice becoming so low and hoarse.

"I'm coming to find you."

He didn't turn around to look at him, and just kept talking to Jun Lingmo with his back to him.

"Are you ok?"

"very good."

"Aunt Ruhua and Uncle Ling are inside, right?"

"Yes."

"Can you save them?"

"Testing."

"What about Yue?"

"do not know."

He truly didn't know that; they could never access that man's memories.

"Are you ok?"

“Very good. You left me a lot of money before you left. I used it to start a business, and now I have no worries about food and drink.”

"Were the men in black you sent earlier your men?"

"Yes."

"Don't send anyone here again. The next person who comes here won't survive."

"it is good."

"Alright, you can leave now. Don't come here again."

"Don't you...miss Ah Yue?"

Jun Lingmo didn't say anything, but simply buried his head and walked into the "laboratory".

Shen Zhiyun left, and he never went back there after that. He knew Jun Lingmo was very busy, so he didn't want to bother him.

He waits for the day his whole family can be reunited.

"Ah Yun, I'm back!"

"I brought you some snacks made by the chef."

Bai Xiaobao rushed into the study, placed the snacks on the table, and then approached Shen Zhiyun.

"A-Yun, what are you thinking about?"

Shen Zhiyun's thoughts were pulled back by Bai Xiaobao. He looked at the big head in front of him and pushed it aside with disdain: "I wasn't thinking about anything."

Bai Xiaobao rubbed his face: "Okay, then come quickly. This is a new pastry made by the head chef. He said it's delicious. Moreover, this thing is to be promoted during the performance. I was just lucky to get a plate of it today. Come and eat."

Shen Zhiyun sat opposite Bai Xiaobao, staring at the plate of pastries: "Are you sure you didn't shamelessly beg for these from someone?"

Bai Xiaobao's eyes narrowed. As expected, he hadn't fooled A Yun. A Yun was too smart; he wasn't fun at all.

He retorted, "No way! The chef gave it to me. Are you going to eat it or not? If not, I'll go back to my room and eat it by myself."

Shen Zhiyun: "..."

He chuckled, reached out and took a piece, then put it in his mouth: "Eat."

"Just eat properly and stop talking nonsense."

"Okay, you eat too."

"Ah."

Bai Xiaobao took it, took a bite, and it melted in his mouth, soft, sweet and fragrant. It was indeed made by the master chef. It was worth all the time he had been talking about it to the master chef.

…………

North Street, Beauty Building

The first floor of the Beauty Building remained bustling with activity, its lights blazing, exuding extravagance.

The dancers, dressed in light and flowing costumes, danced gracefully on the dance floor, their figures elegant and charming, like fairies descending to earth.

The guests who came to relax sat to the side, with beautiful women wrapped around their waists, listening to pleasant music. Some laughed heartily, while others whispered to each other, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

Everyone's face was beaming with joy, as if they had forgotten all the troubles and worries of the world.

Meanwhile, the still-attractive madam swayed her slender waist as she weaved through the crowd.

Her face was plastered with a fawning smile, her sparkling, seductive eyes constantly glancing at the guests, and she kept saying things to please them, hoping to make these distinguished guests have a pleasant night and, incidentally, spend more money.

Jun Lingmo was still on that floor, in that room.

However, there was now a man in the room.