My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Look Around Carefully

Before she knew it, it was nighttime.

Since Bernard had left, there was no one to keep an eye on the

old house. Lucille did not hesitate. Under the cover of the

night, she snuck in.

She had come in a hurry last time, so she didn't look around carefully.

This time, Lucille went straight to the room on the second. floor, groping around.

After searching for a while, she still didn't find anything.

Lucille could not help heaving a long sigh.

The layout of the old house was almost the same as what she remembered, and all the decorations had not changed. It was just that her grandmother used to have some of her childhood photos on the table before, but the photos were missing right then. Someone must have put them away.

Taking a casual glance, Lucille was suddenly stunned.

That's right.

Where were her photos?

Lucille got up and rummaged through the photos. She found that all of her grandparents' photos were still there, except for her childhood pictures.

Who had taken them?

She frowned and sat on the small bed in frustration.

Next to the bed frame, there was smiling, dusty little doll. The color of its body had faded, and its furry cloth had already.

begun to rot, revealing the white cotton inside.

That was the doll she used to hug to sleep as a child.

Lucille casually picked it up and gently patted the dust off it.

Thud!

A key fell out of the cotton.

Lucille was stunned for a moment and immediately picked it up to have a look. There was an address pasted on the key, which led to the most prosperous street in Shein City! In addition to that, there was another sentence on the back of the key.

It read: "Go. This is the gift I've worked so hard to prepare for you, Bobo."

The handwriting was beautiful and elegant. Lucille recognized it at a glance. It was how her grandmother used to write!

key tightly

a tattered doll. No wonder Bernard had failed to find it even after

puzzled her more was why her grandmother. had left her a key, and why the address coincidentally led

questions came to her mind, but no one

an answer.

that she had just come back from outside, she stepped into the

skipped a beat when she saw the

around in the old house next door. Joseph

deep in thought, she heard Joseph's voice." Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do you have time to go out with me

do you want

tugged at the corner of Joseph's

amorous eyes.

for a moment and replied,

out of the courtyard and walking on

that night. The

her head, and the stars in the sky

wharfully

and even the

of the path, there was an

wishes.

Joseph's interest was piqued. He side-eyed her and asked, "Bobo, should we

Specially Placed

an eyebrow. "Do you still believe in things like.

try," Joseph said as a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He

only a pen under the ancient tree but also a small square table. It must have been specially placed by the local

interested in this."

why was it that no one

so many times?

he picked up his pen and started writing

little curious and couldn't help but

Joseph immediately covered it

"So petty."

and looked up at the

read: "I didn't do well in my exam. I hope I don't get beaten

gw old together, get married,

hope this year's harvest

are safe and sound."

all

head, lost

slender and clean hands passed over

but she couldn't see anything. That was because Joseph had deliberately tied the side of the cloth with words on it to be facing away from

for her to be curious.

more she