"These bastards are so evil! They actually want to use a group of children to frame me!"

"What a bastard!"

"How could they be so cruel?!"

"Inform your grandpa."

Mellen sighed after hearing this, "This matter is very complicated, and there are other implications behind it. It cannot be solved at our level."

What he actually wants to say is that this matter is not something that your brain can solve, and rash actions will most likely make things even more confusing.

But it would be too hurtful to say that.

"OK!"

The little round-faced man nodded hurriedly, and then held Meron's hand, his face full of excitement and his tone full of fear.

"I apologize to you for my wrong attitude before, Mellen. I didn't expect you to be such a good person!"

"I almost fell into a pit, and it was full of spikes. I was almost scared to death. You just saved my life!"

"You won't die without help."

Mellen waved his hand and took his arm out of the other person's arms.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. I'm going back first. You have to be busy next, so I won't disturb you here."

He is now anxious to go back and see if he has gained any fortune. If not, it proves that this strategy has failed and needs to be changed urgently.

If so, then naturally turn on the movie-watching mode.

But before leaving, Mellen suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, you'd better not tell others what I'm reminding you."

He said to the little round face in a serious tone: "You are protected by your grandfather and Mrs. Chelsea, but I am not. I don't want to cause trouble."

"Absolutely not, don't worry!"

The little round-faced man nodded hurriedly, thinking that my wife has asked me to take care of you, why don't you call me someone else?

…

Mellen actually didn't understand why the lady would ask the little round face to take care of her through the old housekeeper.

It stands to reason that the fact that he came back this time and became a reserve wizard without visiting him is enough to make the other party ignore him, right?

Why does this attitude seem to make you closer?

Is she a masochist? The colder you treat her, the more excited she will be?

Thinking about some unrealistic ideas in his mind, Mellen walked back to the dormitory with anticipation, ready to check if there was any luck.

It's just a pity that today's accident is not over yet.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a short figure sitting dignifiedly on the sofa in the living room reading a book.

Hearing the noise, the figure turned sideways and looked over, revealing a petite face filled with suspicion.

"You asked me to help teach that little round face tonight, but you just ran to see that little round face again..."

"You kid, you're not doing anything, are you?"

This guy is obviously here to ask for money.

Looking at the other party's presence, Mellen showed a gentle smile on his face.

The child is still too young.
Chapter completed!