ftover fabric scraps from the production line to the dump. There, they meet with representatives from Miaoqi Recycling and sell the scraps for 30 yuan per hundred kilograms."Don't look at it weighing...The restaurant was warmly heated, with waiters providing coffee and a variety of pastries. After resting for a while, they saw Song Jiuzhou push the door open.

"Where's YanYan" Song JiuZhou asked, not seeing his niece.

"She should still be playing, right"

The snow scene outside is breathtaking. Yanyan should not have had enough fun yet. After all, she's a young person with boundless energy.

Song Jiuzhou sent another message to the staff.

"Ms. Ou Yan said she wanted to play by herself for a while, so we didn't follow her," the staff member replied quickly.

Perhaps fearing that Song Jiuzhou would blame him, he added, "Miss Ou Yan said she would call us if anything happened. We also reminded her that she had a whistle in her pocket."

"Bring her here and let her rest for a while, have something to eat to replenish her energy."

"Yes."

Immediately, staff checked the monitors and saw that Ou Yan had gone down the furthest snow path and hadn't returned.

He immediately rallied a group of people to search. Unexpectedly, in the distance, he saw three figures fighting...

No, to be precise, it's two figures wielding ski equipment and attacking Miss Ou Yan...

Miss Ou-Yan dodged, but they pressed closer with every step...truly was a good car...On her way back, Bai Muyao took out her phone and called Gao Yang. She was about to ask him if it was true."Yao Yao, I won't be able to make it to dinner tonight. I'm not feelin...