Xia Manyu was about to leave with the bowl, but the grandmother of the Zhou family stopped her again. I went to the kang and brought the window grille to her.

"Stick this up too, festive."

Xia Manyu also took her back to Xia's house, and after eating, she and Xia Nuo pasted the window grille. This is pasted with window grilles, and it looks really good.

The father and daughter were busy, Shen Huixian came out of the house, she went to find Zhong Zhixi today, dressed up very beautifully.

Shen Huixian put her bag in the basket, pushed the bicycle over, and walked out of the yard without talking to Xia Nuo and Xia Manyu.

Since she failed to confess to Wei Jiajun that day and was stuffed by Xia Manyu, she has stopped talking to anyone in the Xia family.

Including everyone in the Shen family, they no longer have any intersection with the Xia family. The mother-in-law of the Shen family saw that Xia Manyu was all white-eyed.

Xia Manyu didn't have time to deal with her. And the Shen family is just an eye war at the moment, if she talks about it, she will definitely tear it apart.

It's good not to take care of each other, who is rare! You don't have to say hello and pretend to be smiling every day, let's tear it up, Xia Manyu is waiting.

Shen Huixian's head is very strange, originally she still wanted Xia Nuo to be a spare tire, but she deeply realized that this Xia family has Xia Manyu, and it is impossible to let Xia Nuo be a spare tire. She and Maggie Xia have officially entered the rivalry mode.

She went to find Zhong Zhixi today, of course, hoping that she could introduce her to the film and television industry.

Now her dad has left his job without pay and gone to sea. With his connections, it is not difficult to achieve something small.

She only hopes that she will succeed in throwing off Xia Manyu Eighteen Streets in order to have a chance to get close to Wei Jiajun again.

Otherwise, a small actor dancing in an art troupe has no big advantage. What kind of existence is the Wei family, she only found out about it last night after reading a financial magazine introducing Webster Industrial. It's not as simple as she thinks.

So Xia Manyu, a rural girl, wants to climb high branches, how can she be virtuous?

Now she can only look down on Xia Manyu if she becomes a truly qualified person. can have the strength to win back the confession, was rejected, and was insulted by Xia Manyu in that game.

Winning or losing is not certain. She played.

When Shen Huixian walked out, she raised her head and glanced at Xia Manyu, the corner of Xia Manyu's mouth twitched, looking at the bouquet of femininity.

"Dad, it's good that you only like Shen Huixian and lose time, otherwise I really think this is a shame for our Xia family."

Xia Nuo waved his hand: "Hey, when Xuechen said that yesterday, I think maybe it wasn't love." Even if it was a dream, you would have woken up your daughter a long time ago. ”

Maggie Xia cupped her father's face with both hands. She tugged at her little nose and looked happy, and her father was handsome and scum.

Xia Nuo felt that Xia Manyu's hand was cold.

Xia Nuo took Xia Manyu's hand down and rubbed it, and sighed: "Why is it so cold, now that the weather is cold, you have to wear autumn clothes and pants."

Look, parents all over the world will let their daughters wear autumn clothes and pants.

The father and daughter are interacting with love, and the four big names of Wei Jiajun, Gu Xuechen, Li Nuoxi, and Jin Runyan are here.

Wei Jiajun frowned when he saw Xia Nuo and Xia Manyu being so close, only the four of them in the world knew that these two were father and daughter, okay?

Wei Jiajun has been busy with the company's affairs in the past few days, but he is still concerned about picking up Xia Manyu, in the morning he will personally send her and Lu Meixian to school, and in the afternoon he has no time, and the three bigwigs will take turns to pick her up. After Maggie went to the Falcon headquarters for training, he would show up at the door of the disco hall on time to pick her up.