Another week without going out, Sawyer Ji guessed that if he were to die in this life, it would probably be from staying at home.
The weekend came in a blink of an eye. He covered his face tightly with a mask, sunglasses and scarf. He looked around and was extremely careful when going out.
He opened the taxi app and called a car. As soon as the car stopped on the side of the road, he hurriedly got in and said, "Master, let's go to the suburban villa area."
The driver looked back and thought a desperate bandit was getting on the bus.
Forty minutes later, they arrived at the villa where the Ji family lived, and it took another twenty minutes to find the door. Sawyer Ji stood at the door and looked at the time. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, just right. He missed lunch and dinner. He only needed to spend two hours here at most before leaving.
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