Chapter 120 Pampering Your Own Sister

Tyre rolled his eyes and pinched Pesci's cheek, scolding her playfully, "At least you know to come find me when things go wrong. But couldn’t you use your brain a bit? I’m not an alien; why would I suddenly disappear? You deserved all the hardship you went through. It’s God’s punishment for you!" "Alright, alright, stop lecturing me. From now on, I’ll stick with you and never leave. Is that okay?" Pesci quickly pleaded, her cheek hurting from Tyre’s pinching. Seeing her expression, Tyre let go, a smile spreading across his face. Pesci pouted and gave Tyre a resentful look, saying, "I was worried about you. You always do things on your own. After the old man died, I was afraid you couldn’t handle it." Her tone was filled with helplessness and bitterness. Tyre didn’t know how to explain. After all, his disappearance over the past year had indeed caused significant concern and trouble for those around him. As they chatted, Tyre’s gaze fell on the freight elevator. He saw the bodyguar