After finishing the steak, Roy was combing Gwen's hair.

It was pleasing to see the two lo ladies sticking to each other, so Zell never had time to return the tableware to the restaurant.

After learning about Gwen's experience, Roy began to feel sorry for this child who was over a thousand years old.

As Zell said, Gwen was caught in a very troublesome family dispute. Not to mention the police, even if the Firos family came, there was no way.

No matter how powerful the influence of their family is, it is limited to these two cities and radiates to the surrounding areas. Where too far away, there is no other way except for money to be taken out.

Roy couldn't help her, so she could only care about Gwen and comb her hair.

Gwen's hair is actually not easy to comb. The twin ponytails are so curled and disassembled, and the above part is not combed tightly against the scalp, so she simply got up and grabbed her hair in her hand, and turned it over.

"The teacher would rather ask me to cut your hair. How about we change our hairstyle?"

With such a valuable thing, Roy didn't know whether to hand over his hair to Gwen, and looked at Zel in a tangled way.

"Gwen's aesthetic is still trustworthy." Zel deliberately did not talk about Gwen's true level, and wanted to surprise Roy.

Not only can she cut, she can say that she can do everything except washing her hair, no matter whether she blows, pulls, dyes, and burns her hair, just one pair of scissors.

If you weren't going to find Isulde later, you could discuss it with the rich woman Roy and open a hair salon in the store next door.

A business that is profitable without a lot of money will definitely make a profit!

Gwen began to cut Roy's hair, and to prevent the broken hair from falling on her body, she also put a haircut scarf on Roy.

"Okay, let's continue the Q&A." Roy sat down on the chair, looking at Zell without evasiveness.

It was so fatal that Zell grabbed his hair and was unwilling to face it.

"First of all, how did these Poluo come from? Have you gone to the black market again?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

Zell explained the origin of the Polu and told Roy about the Polu herders, but he found someone to take the blame on how to transport the Polu from Freljode.

"My friend is a mage. He only needs to open a portal to send the Polus here, which is more convenient than taking the Hex Flying Gate."

The drama of the year, "I Have a Friend"

Roy's increasingly sharp eyes made Zel Khan feel like she would ask the next sentence: "Can you be yourself?"

Then Zell also showed up and said that he was the mage and the portal was also opened by him.

But Roy is not stupid, so she immediately asked him why he didn't open the portal and sent the doll to Shadow Island. The portal that Polo could pass through, so the doll could naturally be stuffed over.

Then Zell was stunned. It was impossible to say that because of the Poluo Book, the portal could only be opened around the hero.

So he probably won't fully confess what is related to the treasure book.

Fortunately, Roy did not continue to ask as he was worried, but turned to another topic.

"What about the original crystal? Don't tell me it was given by a friend."

Zell: "It's a piece of fragment found in the black market."

"So you're going to the black market, right?"

Roy snorted coldly, she knew Zell must have not told the truth.

The original crystal has been almost consumed by the Philos family's mining and consumption. Even if it is difficult to find the black market, only those old families may still have some inventory.

But no matter what, he was willing to use precious crystals on himself, and this intention was enough to explain everything.

"alright."

After Gwen finished cutting his hair, Roy found that his hair had been magically pierced and fluffyed slightly, and immediately chattered with her to discuss it.

"call."

Zell quickly sent the tableware back to others and escaped.

...

In the afternoon, several special guests came to the cafe.

One was a lady dressed in decent and elegant, with a smile, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing gold, silver, greasy hair and greasy smile. They chatted with each other and walked into the cafe.

Behind them were several respectful young men, who looked like assistants or secretary, escorting without saying a word.

Their conversation was loud, as if they were coming to their own home.

Roy frowned.

The cafe needs to be quiet. Speaking loudly is disrespectful to the cafe and disrespect to other guests. Maybe it will even scare Poluo.

Such behavior must be stopped!

Roy was about to go over and remind them to whisper, but when she saw the two people in the lead, she was shocked to be unable to speak, so she hurriedly hid in the kitchen.

"Oh my God! Why did these two people come together!"

She was in a hurry in the kitchen.

That's right.

The two people who made her so panic happened to be her father and Zell's aunt.

If it only appears alone, it would be okay, but if these two people appear together, they must be "conspiring" something. Just thinking about it makes her blush and panting.

In her opinion, this situation was no different from seeing the parents.

Unable to contain his strong curiosity, Roy secretly poked his head out of the kitchen and observed how things were going.

Zell, who was sitting on the sofa "reading newspapers", was the first to be caught and had no chance to escape.

There was no way, he could only bite the bullet and meet him.

"Aunt...why are you here?"

Cassandra looked over, looked him up and down, and kept his smile on his face.

"Zer, I haven't seen you for a while since the last Evolution Day dinner. Now, my aunt is introducing you to the business."

As she said that, she turned her hand in front of her and looked up at the middle-aged man next to her: "This busy man is Mr. Yabus, the most famous investor in Piltwolf. I believe you must have heard of his name. Come and say hello, nephew."

Although Zell and his nephew pronunciation are very similar, Cassandra will definitely not make this low-level mistake of inaccurate pronunciation.

She was reminding Zell of her seniority, suggesting that he should not call Yabus a Mr. like her.

This scheming is deeper than the Great Rift Valley of Zuan.

Why Zell is afraid of society is not because of the existence of these people, and he always reminds him to pay attention to various rules.

Although this sound will be called sooner or later, no one likes to be urged.

"Hello uncle, I'm meeting for the first time, please take care of me."

Zell looked at Yabus in a pin and needle, and the latter was also looking at him, his smiling eyes were like foxes, unable to understand.

"I know you, Zell. Your sweeper made me a fortune."

"Is that..." Zell was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Yabus say:

"But what impressed me the most was that Roy came back with a cup of milk tea and acted coquettishly to me and asked me to approve the snow making machine. From then on, I knew that no matter how much I earned from you, I would lose."
Chapter completed!