CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

Inexplicably, she actually thought of her non-existent father.

If he is still alive.

Probably about the same age as this veteran.

Maybe it will be like this veteran.

After all kinds of hardships, she came to find her daughter.

It's a pity that it's all if.

The bitterness in her heart made her frown slightly.

A bit harsh, and a bit unknown sadness.

"In that case, I'll give you a chance to go in and look for it, and you must leave before evening." She looked at the veteran blankly.

"Thank you...Thank you, madam... I really appreciate you, madam..." The veteran was so moved that he knelt on the ground and sang his head four or five times.

She is not surprised by these pictures.

Turn around and leave in the direction of the hut, planning to eat.

The niggers never dared to violate or guess her intentions.

He quickly threw the veteran into the manor as ordered.

The veteran was in poor health and could barely walk a few steps.

But after some torture by black slaves.

Now he can only walk forward on his stomach.

The hot sun was shining directly on his body.

It dyed his old body with a beautiful but terrifying luster.

For a while.

There was a "click".

The skin on his body was sunburned.

……

After Mengyao returned to the hut, she almost forgot about it.

She went to rest in the direction of the tea table.

After her improvement.

The temperature in the room at the moment is not comfortable.

But it was also cooler than usual.

She took the new teapot and poured a glass of water to drink.

But suddenly something hit her leg.

She was unsteady, and the whole glass of water spilled on her clothes. Fortunately, the glass was not broken.

She turned to look at the culprit.

It turned out to be Pooh.

She is holding a puppy, a few weeks old, in her arms.

Curly chestnut-brown hair fell over the puppy's shoulders.

And her green eyes were full of fear.

It was as if he had seen death.

……

Mengyao sighed, knowing that she was afraid of herself.

Before I knew it, it had been three years.

Pooh has grown from a little girl to a big girl.

His appearance didn't change much, he just grew taller.

She is not reading here.

no friend.

Even her mother, the only one she can rely on, is afraid.

In fact, it was no wonder Pooh was so afraid of her.

After all, she was cruel, and she didn't even remember how those people died under her hands.

She is so cruel and violent.

How could Pooh not be afraid.

……

Mengyao felt a little sad.

She softened her complexion a little.

He reached out and took Pooh's hand, pulling her towards him.

Pooh froze in place, refusing to go over, for fear that she would slap him twice.

Mengyao stepped up her strength a little bit and pulled her over.

"Wuuu... Mommy, I know I was wrong... Don't beat me to death with a whip..." Pooh became frightened, his hands were shaking.

Is she really that scary?

Mengyao had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She reached out to stroke Pooh's long hair, but didn't know what to say to her.

She thought about it in her mind, and finally decided to talk to her about everyday topics.

"Where did you get this puppy, Pooh?" she asked Pooh pretending to be curious.

Pooh looked at her tearfully for a long time, as if he thought he had misunderstood the person.

After a while, she answered with a bit of choked sobs: "Yes... I picked it up at the kennel... Mommy."

"I see, so why did you pick it up? You like it?"

Pooh shook his head and told her what was in his heart.

"It's because its mother and my mother are very busy, so I feel that we will be good friends." Pooh replied cautiously.

"Then if this is the case, you should be good friends, and you can bring it into the room." She didn't know how she finished saying this sentence.

"Really, Mommy?" Pooh looked at her in disbelief.

"If you don't believe it, it's fake."

"No...no...I believe...thank you, Mommy..." Pooh shook his head several times, looking cute and cute.

Mengyao couldn't help smiling, and reached out to stroke her curly hair.

Pooh was a little uncomfortable with her gentleness, so he found a reason to leave here.

"Mommy, it's time for the puppy to be fed, and I'm going to take it back to the kennel?"

How could Mengyao fail to see what Pooh was thinking.

Her complexion sank, and her heart was filled with infinite depression and confusion.

"Go." She closed her eyes, with despair in her eyes.

Pooh didn't care too much about her change of mood, and ran away from the cabin with the puppy in his arms.

Mengyao stood up and walked to the window, watching Pooh's back as he left.

That's all.

It's all doomed.

As long as they can't leave this place for a day.

Pooh won't really accept her for a day.

I just think she's a horrible monster.

……

Mengyao sighed helplessly, and was about to go back to the tea table and sit down.

But suddenly saw a person crawling at the end of the small dirt road.

She took a closer look, only to realize that it was the old soldier.

He is now dying.

But he still tried his best to climb forward.

It seems that he must love his daughter very much.

In such a place where the status of women is extremely low.

It is rare to see a father who loves his daughter so much.

Mengyao sighed in her heart.

She couldn't help pushing open the door to tell the black slave by the door.

"Bring that veteran into my room." She glanced at the dozing nigger.

The slave heard her voice and quickly woke up from his sleep.

He reached out and wiped his black face vigorously to wake himself up.

He opened his eyes to look at the surrounding scenery, and then looked at Mengyao, remembering her instructions to him.

"Yes, ma'am, I, I'm going to bring that person here!" The black slave quickly replied obediently, his voice trembling a little.

He was afraid that Mengyao would punish him and whip him a few times.

So without waiting for Mengyao's answer, he quickly walked in the direction of the veteran.

Mengyao looked at the black slave's back, with a bit of displeasure between her brows.

What lazy fellows!

……

After two or three minutes, the black slave walked to the door of the hut with the dying veteran on his back.

He reached out and knocked on the door, and respectfully reported the situation to Mengyao: "Madam, I have brought that person as you ordered!"

Mengyao put down the blueprint in her hand and glanced at the door.

"Bring him in and let him sit on the tea table," she commanded the nigger.

There was a bit of distress on the black slave's face.

There is a strict hierarchy here.

It is disrespectful to bring such a nearly dead veteran into his master's room.

Seeing his dawdling look, Mengyao became angry.

"Hurry up! Don't you owe a beating!" She couldn't help yelling at the black slave.

"No...not..." The black slave was so frightened that his legs limp, he hurriedly carried the veteran into the room, and put him on the stool as ordered.

Because the stool has a back, the veteran was able to sit and stand alone.

"Get out." She glanced at the nigger.

"Yes, ma'am." The black slave dared not continue to delay, nodded obediently, and then quickly retreated.

Mengyao gave the old soldier a glass of water, and asked him nonchalantly, "Why, did you find your daughter?"

"No... ma'am... this is really good, how can a rough man like me waste your water..." The veteran didn't answer her question right away, but refused her water with a face of embarrassment.