【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The unhurried knocking on the door was actually not obvious amid the clatter of kitchen utensils.

However, the person who knocked on the door was really patient and had the attitude of not leaving as long as the person in the room didn't open the door.

"......elder brother?"

Tonya raised her head and looked at Dadalia who was helping.

Dadalia sighed, washed the hands with rolled up cuffs in the water, and then waved them in mid-air:

"Dongnia, I might have to work harder for you to cook an extra meal."

Dadalia took off her apron as she walked outside:

"We may have a less than pleasant guest today."

Dongnia could probably guess who her brother was talking about, so she nodded indifferently:

"Go ahead, brother, just don't let me deal with difficult guests."

Dadalia glanced at her sister, pulled off her sleeves, and sighed helplessly and fondly:

"Of course, my dear sister."

Dadalia opened the door and saw the same annoying smiling face as always:

"Mo Xiang, I think you should have some time to resolve some personal issues during the holidays, right?"

"Jiu Xi, you are really good at being a capitalist."

Dadalia moved half of her body:

"please?"

Pantalone nodded to Dadalia:

"Thank you."

Then Qian walked into the house and added:

"Also, thank you for the compliment."

Dadalia actually knew what Pantalone wanted to say, so he simply preempted it:

"I told you everything I know about that woman yesterday."

Dadalia snapped her fingers and looked carefree:

"I only found out yesterday that my sister rented the house to that woman. Isn't it appropriate for you to come here today to accuse her?"

Don't tell me, this rhetoric is really watertight.

Even Pantalone can't fault it.

However, Pantalone's expression was not broken at all, she just looked at Dadalia with a smile:

"It doesn't have to be like this at the last seat."

"I'm not here to ask questions," Pantalone paused before raising his hand and pressing his glasses. "After all, the person in the hut yesterday was not the person I was looking for."

Dadalia raised her eyebrows but did not act rashly.

After all, the girl found the person in the hut yesterday herself.

It is said that although they look different, as long as they change their hair color and just look at their backs, they are 100% similar.

The most important thing is that that person can escape at any time. As long as she doesn't want to, even if the law of heaven comes, he can't catch her.

But Pantalone said so confidently, I'm afraid it was a lie.

So Dadalia could only adopt a more indifferent attitude, with a very poor apology on his face:

"That's really a pity, Jiu Xi, it's delaying you from getting the credit."

"..."

Pantalone's smile froze in a rare moment.

His eyebrows drooped, and there was a sadness in them that made it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"I'm not doing it for any merit."

Pantalone spoke softly and firmly:

"I just wanted to make sure she was okay."

Pantalone's state did not last long. It could be said to be fleeting. Even after arriving in Dalia for a short time, she was wondering if it was just an illusion.

"By the way, it seems that the chief and the second seat are still looking for her recently."

Pantalone's words seemed casual, but in fact, the dark eyes in her eyes had turned to the corners of her eyes, staring at Dadalia:

"If they come to you, maybe, you know what to do."

Pantalone looked up thoughtfully and looked at the location of the stairs. Then, as if relieved, she shook her head slightly, causing the thin chain next to her ear to make a crackling sound.

"..."

Dadalia looked at Pantalone's movements and couldn't make up his mind.

It sounded like he was reminding himself to be careful of Piero and Dotore?

Although he often despises Jiu Xi's insidious and cunning capitalist appearance, he has to admit that if only based on brains, Jiu Xi can be ranked among the top three executives, or even higher.

So if it was Pantalone, it wouldn't be surprising even if everything was seen.

"No need to disturb me anymore. If you need any help, you can come to my house directly to see me."

Pantalone tilted her head and smiled:

"You know what I'm talking about, Dadalia."

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Pantalone walked alone in the heavy snow and had no interest in holding an umbrella.

In fact, even he would have been deceived by the back view yesterday.

But after he calmed down and thought about it——

If he was the only one who arrived, given the girl's character, she probably wouldn't run away like this.

In this way, if you rewind yesterday's scene, you will find that there are still some flaws.

Although he did not see the girl in person, this was good news for Pantalone.

Without him, this became another piece of evidence that the girl was still alive.

He had no intention of thinking more.

but--

If the girl was with Dadalia, she probably wouldn't live in such a shabby place.

Short of money? Or is he really that stingy?

Or, in fact, they don't have a very close relationship.

Pantalone touched her chin, then nodded with satisfaction.

However, no matter what the situation was, this environment was still too unfair to her.

In fact, it can be seen that she has always been a person who grew up in favorable material conditions. As you can see in Pantalone, her most depressed period was the days in the ice coffin.

Even so, her ice coffin was surrounded by gems. When they met for the second time, Pantalone even took it upon himself to bring her the top-quality velvet and some expensive and amusing gadgets.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw those things, he would subconsciously start to measure the value of this thing with "will she like it" or "will she be useful".

Although Pantalone is not essentially a typical iron rooster miser, on the contrary, he has always believed in the view that "Mora only makes sense if it flows."

But he is definitely not the type of boy who spends his money.

After all, he is a capitalist. When faced with interests, even if the value cannot be measured in moras, he will calculate the cost from some tricky angles.

When it comes to girls alone, he seems to spend very little time thinking about the costs and benefits behind doing these things.

Um......

Maybe, just being able to see her is the best benefit.

After all, there are capitalists. There are many people who spend a lot of money to satisfy their spiritual world. Some people even spend a lot of money in units of length just to take a photo of an ornament that is somewhat unappreciative. He is already very rational.

Well, yes, sanity.

After successfully convincing himself, Pantalone turned a corner and arrived at the headquarters of Northland Bank.

"Sir, is there any business that you need to handle in person?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I remembered that it was time to give the last seat a bonus."

"what?"

The teller was stunned for a moment, but immediately responded with his strong professionalism, nodded, and handed the bill to Pantalone:

"Is it still the same amount as last time?"

Pantalone glanced at it and frowned.

With only this little money, I didn’t dare to think about the injustice she would suffer.

Is it so miserable to live in the bottom position? Even a bonus can't buy a decent property in a wealthy area.

Then Pantalone waved her hand:

"Add two extra zeros and just transfer it to my account."