Su Qingqing leaned close to her brother and whispered in his ear. She carefully told her brother her plan and then asked expectantly, "Brother, what do you think of my idea?"
"Very good," he said. Su Ye raised his hand and touched Su Qingqing's little nose. He said lovingly, "We'll do as you say!"
Su Qingqing cheered happily. She quickly dragged her brother and walked in the direction that the tracking worm had pointed at. They walked all the way to the back door of a house.
Although the surroundings were pitch-black, it was not difficult to see that the mansion in front of them was quite imposing.
The place they had lived in before was much more luxurious than this place. The two children were not frightened by the imposing aura of this mansion at all. Instead, they frowned and commented.
"It seems that our douchebag father hasn't been doing well these past few years." Su Qingqing pouted and said in disdain.
