"Yeah." Ye Miao took out a hundred-dollar bill and gave it to him, then got out of the car in silence.

The driver kept staring at his back, feeling that this child was spooky and running around in the middle of the night, but he was very good-looking.

Forget it, no matter what you do with this matter, you already have the money anyway, and you can hand it over later and get off work.

Ye Miao slowly walked to the door. The door used a combination lock, which was very tight and high-tech.

He took out the small computer he carried with him, turned it on and entered various characters into it. After a few minutes, the red light on the password lock gradually dimmed.

He gently opened the door and looked at everything that was familiar but not familiar.

The sofa was changed, the oil painting was also changed, but nothing else changed.

He looked at the family portrait on the wall, and the silence in his eyes finally gained some brightness. He began to walk upstairs.

I hacked into the system of Ye's Secretariat before I came here, knowing that there was a meeting tonight and my father would not come back.

He walked to the master bedroom and pushed it open gently, feeling a familiar feeling coming to him.

Ding Yiyi was fast asleep. She didn't know that the son she thought about day and night had come back and was standing at the head of her bed.

"Mom," he whispered, "I'm back."

If she wakes up at this time, she will hold him tightly and give him the warmest maternal love.

He looked at her for a long time, clenching his little fists tightly and crying.

Wiping away his tears, he turned around and walked out. After taking a few steps, he turned back again, then forced himself to walk a few more steps before turning back.

"Good night mom."

The door was ajar again, and Ding Yiyi turned over unconsciously on the bed. Today, Sophia's shouts made her uneasy, and she dreamed of Ye Miao.

In the dream, he returned to her. He had grown much taller and more handsome. He shouted: "Mom, I'm back."

Ye Miao stopped in Ye Shuimo's room. How is his half-sister doing now?

He stared at the pink door panel for a while, then left without entering the room.

Walking to the light blue door panel, there was a bone-shaped sign hanging on it with his name written on it.

The door was unlocked. When he opened the door and his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he found that everything in the room was still the same as when he left.

The difference was, was there anyone in the room? He walked to the bedside and looked at his sister, who was fast asleep with her pajamas rolled up on her belly.

She moved to this room? Impossible, because the room was full of his things and there was not a single girl’s thing. So she came here to sleep on her own?

He stood, listening to his sister's cheerful purring. After a while, he walked towards the door, but accidentally kicked some building blocks scattered on the ground.

There was a burst of Hisoka behind him, followed by a soft childish voice, "Brother?"

A girl's voice came out of the window. Ye Shuimo climbed out of the window with Ye Miao and sat on the red roof extending out of the first floor.

She was really happy to see her brother, but why didn't he speak? In order to make him ignore her, she kept talking and racked her brains to think of all the topics she could think of.

"I ate mung bean cake today. The mung bean cake made by Aunt Meng was delicious. She said she would make red bean cake tomorrow, but the red bean cake didn't look that good.

I wore a pink dress yesterday. It was my favorite dress. It had little flowers on it. Brother, do you want to see the little flowers?"
Chapter completed!