"Okay, sorry, I'm dirty, but this makes me unable to look directly into the mirror in the future!"

"Who is it blamed?!"

"Haha, blame me, by the way, are your cats male or female, hurry up and make a pair with our little tissue girl..."

"Uh..." Xia Wan'an then paid attention to the gender of the little cat in his arms, and replied: "...I'm sorry, I've disappointed you, my little mirror is also a sister."

"Then let them have two lace edges..."

In this way, the two of them talked around the two kittens for a while before hanging up the phone.

Xia Wan'an ran to the kitchen to serve a bowl of porridge, sat at the dining table, and was about to drink, her mobile phone screen lit up again, it was a WeChat message sent by Song Youman: "An An, you are not only love, you and me, no matter when, you will not be alone. Han Jingnian, if he broke your wings one day, I would ruin his paradise. As long as I am there, no one can hurt you."

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Monday night is the usual day to go to the old house for a reunion dinner.

In the past month, Xia Wan'an once was hospitalized and once he had a quarrel with Han for many years, so Xia Wan'an left the company and went to the old house before five o'clock this week.

However, on the way to the old house, Xia Wan'an asked the taxi driver to turn the property that Han Jingnian transferred to him and brought a small mirror.

When I arrived at the old house, it was only half past five, so it was quite a coincidence that my sister-in-law accompanied her grandmother to the nearby supermarket.

However, what surprised Xia Wan'an was that all the servants in the old house, except for Zhang Ma, had changed.

After changing her slippers, Xia Wan'an, who was sitting on the sofa, teasing the little mirror. It was not until Zhang's mother brought fruits and black tea that she asked curiously: "Why have the servants of the old house changed all the time?"

Zhang Ma smiled and added a small glass of milk to Xia Wan'an's black tea according to her taste, and then replied in a low voice: "It's the old lady's meaning, saying that those servants have been staying for a long time and have learned to be lazy, so they all fired and replaced with new ones."

Xia Wan'an nodded and said, "Oh", touching the head of the little mirror in his arms without hesitation.

After a while, she spoke again: "Isn't something wrong?"

Zhang Ma shook her head: "No, it's just that the old lady was feeling uncomfortable that day and she didn't have a good temper. When she woke up, she found that she was not ready for afternoon tea. She got angry and was clamoring to fire all the servants."

Xia Wan'an said "Oh" twice and believed it.

Seeing that Xia Wan'an had nothing to ask, Zhang's mother said, "Little Madam, please call me anytime if you have anything to do" and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xia Wan'an sat alone in the living room for a while. Seeing that her grandmother and sister-in-law had no sign of coming back for a long time, she felt a little bored, so she stood up in the small mirror and went to the yard to try her best.

When he walked to the back garden, the little mirror suddenly jumped out of her arms and disappeared.

Xia Wan'an shouted "Little Mirror" while looking for it in the direction it ran away. Finally, she unknowingly walked around to a small villa behind the old house.

Through the fence, she saw a small mirror squatting on the stone table in the courtyard of the small villa at a glance.

Xia Wan'an shouted twice, "Is anyone?" and saw that no one answered, she walked into the yard and picked up the small mirror. When she was about to turn around and leave, the door of the small villa behind her was suddenly pushed open.
Chapter completed!