See Si Chen does not answer, Si mother a pair of "I have seen through you" expression, stretch out a finger to point at her, smile way.

"See, am I right?"

"Oh, Ma, you don't want to make anything out of nothing!"

Si Chen embarrassed obstinate a, but the blush on the face still betrayed her.

"What are you blushing about?"

Mrs. Si asked in response to her experience.

"I didn't, forget it. I'll go back and have a rest. I won't tell you any more!"

Si Chen turns up the stairs in embarrassment, and his parents' laughter comes from downstairs.

After a while, Dad's expression became serious.

"What do you think of this essay?"

Si mother's expression also follows serious.

"He is more kind to morning than to care for morning, but we have only one daughter, and we can't let her suffer that kind of crime any more."

"Well!"

Mr. Si took the glasses seriously.

"Tomorrow I'll get someone to look into Vincent's background."

"Well, I hope he really loves our morning."

The division mother sighs, is joyful also is anxious.

Pity the world's parents.

In the room,

sichen was lying on the balcony and blowing the wind for a while before he felt that the temperature on his face had gone down.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rings, indicating sans.

Sichen fingers across the mobile phone, open a look, eye is a bright star.

"Samu: hope and have a good night. "

Si Chen gave a compliment and subconsciously looked up at the starry sky in front of her. Tonight, she also felt very happy.

"Maybe, I have a new hope of my own, isn't it, my God?"

There is no God in the world, even if there is, it will not respond to her.

However, it did not affect her good mood.

The balcony was a little cold. Sichen shrunk his neck and turned back to the room. At this time, he found that a CI had called her and sent a long wechat to her...

San office,

Vincent had just entered, and a dozen tall men and women in the room immediately got up to greet her, and they all called each other in unison.

"Boss!"

Vincent raised his hand and waved.

"How many times have you said it? Don't call the boss any more. If you want to call the president, we are no longer killers."

"Hey, I've become a habit."

A big belly like a panda iron Han Han, Han Han smile way.

Who would have thought of such a good butcher in the pork market?

"Forget it."

Vincent shook his head helplessly and looked at Johnson.

"What's the matter with you?"

Johnson immediately took out an encrypted phone.

"Well, we have a former employer in France who claims to be a member of the royal family and can provide us with permanent shelter. In addition, he is willing to pay ten times more than the market price to buy what you have in hand."

As soon as Johnson's voice dropped, Vincent began to talk coldly.

"The tone is not small, it is indeed the royal style, but the French royal family, has not been guillotine for a long time?"

He said that, the other people present also laughed.