Billionaire God of War

"Honey, are you ready to eat?"

"All right!"

Rowling quickly put away the note, carefully took out the cake, with his wife to eat.

After eating the cake, I cooked with my wife, chatted, and talked about the interesting events of the day.

It was not until evening, when he was busy with everything and let his wife take a bath and sleep, that was the only place in his home where there was no camera.

Hessen gave him at least the last trace of respect.

Rowling immediately took out the note with only one sentence on it.

"If you are willing to return home to develop chips and put on new clothes, I will take you away tomorrow."

A simple sentence, but with a kind of domineering!

Can this person take himself away if he wants to?

Return home!

Lorraine is in a state of panic!

For a moment, the breath became short.

Return home!

For many years, he has been disappointed to go back to his hometown for many years, but now he can't go back to his hometown.

Rowling's body was shaking. His throat moved. He tore up the note and threw it into the toilet. He washed it away with water. His eyes were red and he went back to the bedroom.

"What's the matter?"

The wife is very keen, feel Rowling has mood fluctuation, drowsy eye asks a way.

"It's OK."

Rowling lay down on the chair, but her eyes were bright. In the dark, she didn't mean to sleep.

"Are you homesick?"

He asked suddenly.

In the room, suddenly fell into silence.

"Do we have a home?"

After a while, the wife just returned, reached out and patted Rowling, "sleep, don't think so much."

She's long gone.

You can't go back, you can't go back.

Her daily life is in this house. In addition, she can only learn about the outside world through the Internet and TV.

That was what she had to survive.

In the domestic family, I'm afraid her family thought she was dead.

In the dark, Rowling heard a slight sob. Without turning his head, he knew that his wife was crying.

This is not the first time.

"Sleep, sleep," Rowling sighed and whispered, "I'll take you home."

There was no word all night.

Early in the morning, Rowling got up and made breakfast for his wife. After kissing goodbye, he put on his latest suit, opened the door and went out.

His mood is a little nervous, even walking feel a little unnatural.

But he still walked towards Tesco, as usual, with nothing but a new suit.

Not long after Luo Lin left, his door was knocked.

Ding Dong -

the doorbell rings!

Mrs. Luo is having breakfast. She has lived here for more than ten years. No one has ever knocked at the door, even the neighbor.

He is not the only one who has been monitoring the lives of their husband and wife, but also did not expect that someone would knock on the door.

In a monitoring room, the sound of walkie talkie rang out.

"There is a situation, there is a situation! Send a few people over to have a look. No one is allowed to approach the house! "

"Go! Go and have a look

At the same time.

Jiangning reached out and rang the doorbell: "excuse me, is Mrs. Luo there?"

He uses Mandarin. Mrs. Luo in the room has an exciting feeling.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had heard anyone speak her mother tongue other than Rowling.

She took a look through the cat's eye and saw a handsome young man outside. She said, "who are you?"

"I'm a family member. Dr. Luo said he wanted to go home. I'll take you home."