Nan Yaoye thought back: "Tang Yu... Well, the name. ”

"Candy wrapper?" Lying on her back, the little girl held the pillow and spoke in a lazy tone, and she was the second Ning Zhixu: "What kind of name is this." ”

Look at this rampant posture.

Listen to the disdainful tone.

How is your own baby different from someone else's? Nan Yaoye glared at her, and had the urge to pick up the stick again: "Don't talk nonsense, go upstairs to change clothes, and come down to eat later." ”

Thinking that she had no food to eat at noon, her steely father was distressed again, and he was awkward and softened: "I haven't eaten at noon, eat more later." ”

"Eat." Nanyi dangled with her legs on the armrests of the sofa, deliberately selling miserably: "Eat the leftover bread and milk that Ning Zhixu ate." ”

Focus on biting the words 'Ning Zhixu leftovers'.

Throwing the peeled oranges to her, Nan Yaoye snorted: "I just said that this child is good, he studies well, and his character is good." If you were someone else, you wouldn't even be able to eat what was left in your mouth. ”

"Dad, your double standard is a bit serious......" The orange was not sweet in an instant.

Nanyi felt that she should die under the stick, or go back to the trash can and squat.

This father is like Ning Zhixu's fan.

She couldn't bear to tell him that the five good boys he praised the sky in his mouth were a ruthless character who could shake when he coughed.

Moreover, he didn't know that in society, you Xu Ye wanted to take your place as her father.

*

After dinner, Nanyi went to the backyard of the villa for a walk, and then walked back to the room to do her homework in the moonlight.

As always.

First, ask the representative of each subject what the assignment is, and then rack your brains to figure out the answer. She was too lazy to copy her homework, and she was even lazy to look up the answers on the Internet.

Only one copy of the homework was written by Ning Zhixu, and she never handed it in.

Just finished a day of study and was about to put on songs to practice dancing, and my father's WeChat pinched and sent it over.

[If another teacher tells me that you don't do your homework, I will cut off the network at home.] - Your dad]

Nanyi, who was completely devastated, humbly took out a new book that he had never used before, and wrote his first homework since entering school.

As soon as I picked up the pen, the second WeChat came in.

[Write well, don't make it up.] - Your dad]

Nanyi suspects that the room is monitored. Glancing around, the little girl used a barren amount of knowledge to understand the subject.

Before going to bed, she sent a transoceanic text message to her mother.

[Hurry back, help.] - Your daughter]

Nanyi fell asleep in despair and got up in despair.

Early the next morning, the meal card and bus card at the bedside made her sleepy bug run away without a trace.

There is a hundred dollars pressed under the two cards.

There was also a note under the hundred dollars.

Two fingers were pulled out in disgust, and a line of words came into view.

The familiar font comes from her own father: a week's living expenses.

Signed: Your father.

Human tragedy is nothing more than that.

The eldest lady, who is worth tens of billions of dollars, has to grab food in the school cafeteria every day and squeeze the bus to and from school. The infinite card in her hand is used as a ransom, and she is only worth a hundred yuan a week.

Holding a thin renminbi and two cards in his hand, Nanyi felt that it was dark as soon as he got up.

When Uncle Shen smiled and threw her at the bus stop, she knew that she was desperate a little early.

In order to keep her from being special and hide the fact that she is the daughter of a rich family in a low-key manner, Nan Yaoye asked Uncle Shen to send her to a stop sign far away from the villa area...... of the neighborhood.

She got out of the luxury car and walked on the bus.

This is the stop sign with the largest number of students taking the bus to and from school, and in an instant, there is a circle of people around Nanyi.