"Tch, I really despise you." Mi Ai despises Ming Jue. Who can't see that Yin Mo is using Mo Zhu to threaten Ming Jue? That's why Ming Jue, a silly boy, can be threatened.
Ming Jue is speechless. Is it easy for me? Is it easy for him to have a philandering wife who likes a handsome and nymphomaniac guy?
Yinmo looked at Ming Jue with a stern look, thinking that you are the best kid.
Zhan Yan looked at Ming Jue's shrunken look and shook his head, "Mo Zhu, please pay attention to your identity as the leader of the Purgatory Hall."
Mo Xun pouted, "There are no outsiders." Even though she said this, she still sat back down and held her airs.
Ming Jue gave Zhanyan a thumbs up and said, Zhanyan, you are a good person.
The next day, a group of them rested in the flower garden and in various corners of the castle during the day. They were all busy people, and it was not known how many years ago they could have such a leisurely life as today.
Especially the four brothers Yin Mo, Ming Jue, Ming Hun, and Ming Mie. They never rested. Even if Yin Mo took Mi Ai to Madrid for personal gain a few days ago, it was still work, and it was nothing like today.
Pure rest.
When it comes to rest, Mi Ye's time is the most generous. His laboratory is his own. He can go there whenever he wants. If he is unhappy, he can still travel around the world.
"You guys really don't know how to enjoy yourself. You should take a break once in a while." Mi Ye was lying on the edge of the swimming pool, basking in the Italian late autumn sunshine. The sunlight hitting Mi Ye's flawless face made him even more elegant.
Mi Xiu couldn't help but hit him, "We are all busy, how can we be like you, a homeless person."
"Brother, if you say I'm a homeless person again, I'm going to get angry. I'll give you a few viruses and bacteria someday, and you'll know how powerful I am." Mi Ye hummed, I can't say how powerful I am, I can rely on it.
It is strength that governs mixed society.
"You should give it to me for a look, and I will help you analyze your future path." Mi Xiu snorted coldly.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Mi Ye thought, let it go. By then, his boss will be like his old man, forcing him to serve the country and follow his sister. It is not as good as what he produces and sells himself, and researches it.
Viruses are bid on the black market, and the virus is sold to whomever offers the highest price on the street. How great.
Of course, he also has to look at the buyers. Some buyers are pretending to be real terrorists, so he won't sell. Those terrorists are different from the Mafia and the people in Purgatory Hall. They have no sense.
"Brother, please let me go." Mi Ye begged for mercy. He didn't want to be targeted by his boss, because his boss was more difficult to deal with than his father. After all, his father still loved him.
As for the little grandson, Grandpa Mi still dotes on Mi Ye.
Mi Xiu looked at Mi Ye with a shaky look, then glanced at Ming Mie next to him, and suddenly smiled evilly and nodded, "That's okay, you don't have to work, let Ming Mie support you, Ming Mie has a lot of things.
money."
After hearing this, Ming Mie nodded, nodding seriously, yes, I don't lack anything else, but I have a lot of money, but I have no place to spend it, and he doesn't even know how much money he has.
Every year, he, Yinmo and the others would receive anonymous donations from all over the world, but...it seemed like they still had a lot of money and nowhere to waste it.
"Damn! I also have a lot of money. I need him to support me, but I can barely support him." Mi was also disdainful.
Ming Mie sat up straight and said seriously, "You can support me, I don't feel ashamed."