Little Huomiao was extremely agitated, bursting forth from Su Nanzhi's Spiritual Sense, bringing a circle of fiercely burning fire, and then bouncing onto Su Nanzhi.
Although the fire did not ignite anything, the vigorous flames indicated how uncomfortable Su Nanzhi was feeling.
Even though Little Huomiao had the intellect of a child, it knew one thing: when encountering problems, seek adults for solutions.
Its master was about to die.
Little Huomiao cried, sparks flying everywhere.
Suddenly, it saw the Buddha Beads on Su Nanzhi's neck, and like finding a lifeline, its plump body bounced over there.
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Jiang Beiyu had been working for He Jingchuan for free all morning and returned to the Jiang Family house in the afternoon.
As he entered, he saw Jiang Beici casually sitting on the couch, playing video games.
Jiang Beiyu: "?"
Just then, holding his phone, he checked it.
Wednesday.
"What are you doing at home? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"
