Giles shouted, "Let me go to Hua Guo and deal with that girl, then I can atone for my sins! It won't be too late to send me to prison afterward."
No one wanted to go to Keith Prison; it was a den of iniquity.
Barrytt, considering Giles had once been his confidant, agreed. "Fine, you'll go to Hua Guo immediately. You have one month. If you fail to take care of that woman, it will be far worse than Keith Prison."
After dealing with Giles, Barrytt turned his gaze to the leader and technical backbone of the SS department.
"Kurt, you've truly disgraced yourselves this time," Barrytt said with a schadenfreude smile.
Kurt and the SS department had worked tirelessly for a day and a night, reinforcing defenses again and again, before finally having a moment to spare.
He and Barrytt had always been at odds. "It's all the same. Your punishment won't be much different from mine."
"That's not the same. At least we lost Song Ju. They'll definitely use it soon since they're so eager. As for you, have you found the perpetrator?"
Barrytt had hit a sore spot.
Kurt's expression grew even uglier. He glared at Barrytt and went forward to confess his wrongdoing.
There was no other way. They had found the other party, but it wasn't really finding them.
There was no news of the main attacker. They could only track down the participants in various cities, but China was vast and its population dense, making it no different from not finding them at all.
At this moment, a message arrived on his phone:
"Stop causing trouble."
There was no signature, but the text was in Chinese. It was clear that only a few formidable individuals from the Zhan Qi Alliance could send him messages in such a peculiar way.
Kurt gritted his teeth in anger, but the superiors' instruction after his confession was not to provoke China again in the short term.
Fine, they would see.
After speaking, she turned her head and signaled Wang Qian to hand over the living expenses.
Wang Qian, utterly devoted to his niece, was completely controlled by her. He handed over a card. "Foster care fee."
Before Huo Rou and Qin Ningyi could say anything, An An霸气ly pushed the card back. "An An has money. I can afford to support Ruan Ruan. Teacher Wang, keep it for yourself."
Wang Qian had never heard such a direct refusal and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Ruan Ruan was to stay at home for half a month. Huo Rou considered her two-bedroom apartment and felt there might be a problem.
Qin Ningyi had clearly considered this and directly drove to Jin Cui Ren Jian to pick them up.
An An hadn't been back in a long time, and everything here had changed.
"I had the housekeeper redecorate it in your style. See if you like it," Qin Ningyi said, pulling Huo Rou inside.
Shen Feng was already frolicking in the garden.
An An, holding Ruan Ruan's hand, walked slowly into the house. "Ruan Ruan, this is my father's house. I'll show you around. There are beautiful flowers and tall trees in the back!"
"An An gege, your house is so big!" Ruan Ruan, who lived with her mother in a neat two-bedroom apartment, rarely saw such a large house.
An An looked solemnly at the doorstep. "Lift your feet higher, the threshold!"
Ruan Ruan heard him and lifted her foot, but still tripped on the threshold.
As if he had expected this, An An stood by her side and steadily caught her.
Ruan Ruan blushed slightly, feeling embarrassed. "Hehe, thank you, An An gege."
An An sighed with an old-fashioned air and led her further into the living room.
"This is the living room. The door on the left leads to Auntie's place. The door on the right used to be Grandma's. Upstairs is where Dad lives."
After explaining the general layout, An An suddenly remembered a question. "Dad! Where will An An and Ruan Ruan stay?"