Tang Guirong was half-convinced about the idea of resurrecting a dead body.
Looking at Wang Zixin's unfamiliar face, her words and actions do sound like Mo Mo's.
It's not like that at the end of the season. She is usually very calm, but a look in her eyes can make Tang Guirong tremble all over.
"What to do now?" she asked.
"I don't know either. If you find a way to meet some eminent monks, they might be able to help you."
ah?
"Is it really effective?"
"Would you like to know if you try it?"
"you……"
"You still don't believe it?" Wang Zixin stared.
"At the end of the season, don't you want to talk to me now?"
"A little bit."
"Ha! That's because she has no feelings for you, so naturally she doesn't like you."
It comes to Tang Guirong's heart.
This time she proposed to stay in the capital for the New Year. Ji Momo was very unhappy and only left five thousand yuan for herself.
What is 5,000 yuan enough for? Her luxury car costs more than 5,000 yuan a month for gas.
"Okay, try it."
A sneer appeared on Wang Zixin's face, which was exactly the same as in the previous "season finale". No matter who it was, it frightened her, and now she was more determined to find her biological daughter.
She asked Wang Zixin where she lived now.
"Rongcheng."
"You come to the capital, so that we can be closer."
"It's almost time. I'll be here in half a year."
"Why?"
"I will be admitted to Tsinghua University. Didn't I always want to be admitted to Tsinghua University at the end of this quarter? I must be better than her. When the time comes to change my body, everything she has now will be mine."
After Tang Guirong heard this, the blood all over his body seemed to freeze, and it was bone-chilling cold.
No matter whether it is the one in front of me or the one who leaves resolutely, he is a master who is not easy to mess with.
They all only think of themselves, and no one cares about her daughter Bingbing.
Why?
Why can they do whatever they want, but her Bingbing has to bear the foreign debts of their Ji family?
"Girl, can you help me find Bingbing first?"
Wang Zixin's face turned cold and she sneered, "Are you still thinking about her? If she hadn't locked me in a dark room, would my body have been taken away by a ghost?"
ah?
Tang Guirong was a little dumbfounded. Why did everyone blame her poor daughter?
"No, that's not the case."
"Don't mention her in front of me. If you can get 10 million from Ji Momo, I can help you find Ji Bingbing."
Ten million?
Tang Guirong was a little desperate. Let alone 10 million, it was 10,000 now and he didn't want to give it to her at all.
After Wang Zixin left, Tang Guirong was "wandering" on the streets of the capital as if he had lost his soul.
Unknowingly, I arrived at the place where Ji Bingbing used to work.
She went to the front desk to ask.
"Are you looking for Ji Bingbing?"
The front desk was packing up things, and the employees were talking among themselves about the company's bankruptcy. They had not paid wages for three months in a row. Everyone was so worried that they brought valuable things to themselves. If it didn't work, they could still sell them for money.
"She's long gone."
Looking her up and down, the receptionist asked, "Are you her biological mother?"
"Yes, yes, how did you know?"
"Who else could come to see her besides you?"
Tang Guirong did not hear the other party's sarcastic words. She thought Ji Bingbing was very popular here.
"Do you know where she is now?"
"Auntie, you can't ask for information in vain." The little girl blinked slyly and made a gesture of twisting money.
After hesitating for a long time, Tang Guirong took out two hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and put it in her hand.
So stingy?
The girl was very unhappy, but no matter how small the mosquito legs were, they still had meat, and the free money would be free of charge.