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 in

doll. No wonder Bernard had failed to find it even after coming in and searching so

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

to her mind, but

an answer.

the key and put the doll back in its original place. Then, she left the old house. Pretending that she had just come back from outside, she stepped

when she saw

exactly been subtle snooping around in the old house next door. Joseph

Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do you have time to go out with me

you want to go?"

corner of Joseph's lips as

amorous eyes.

pondered for a moment and

out of the courtyard and walking on the quiet

indeed bright that night. The full

stars in the sky were

wharfully

village was quiet, and even the wind felt

end of the path, there was

symbol that people used to make wishes. The red cloth was

He side-eyed her and asked,

Specially Placed

an eyebrow. "Do you still believe in

said as a piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it to Lucille

must have been specially placed

interested in this."

one had heard her even after she had bowed

so many times?

his pen and started writing

little curious and couldn't help

covered it with his hands.

"So petty."

to a nearby branch and looked up at the wish written by someone else

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

together, get married, have

see some feeble handwriting: "I hope

are safe and sound."

were all wonderful

head, lost in

a pair of slender and clean hands passed over her head and tied the red

Joseph had

to be curious.

she wanted to