Can a little fool be spoiled by a wealthy group Section 87

"I'll send you, Xiaoyu." Chu Jianshu said.

However, he suddenly got a roll of Yang Xiaoyu's eyes: "I want my assistant to come, and I also have a bodyguard car." ”

Yang Ze was also stunned when he came down to see the glamorous Yang Xiaoyu, moved his mouth, and finally remained silent and didn't say anything, but glanced at Wan Qiu, who was looking at Yang Xiaoyu blankly at this time, and finally showed a helpless and obedient smile.

Wan Qiu was stunned.

Wan Qiu thought that only people on TV would be so beautiful.

It turns out that people on TV, can they really go to the real world?

The shoes of such a high thin heel......

Is it really possible to walk on flat ground?

Wanqiu was dressed up too glamorously because Yang Xiaoyu was so glamorous, and he forgot that this person was his mother for a short time.

When Yang Xiaoyu saw Chu Yigui coming down, she suddenly grabbed Chu Yigui: "Yigui, how is it?" Is there a parent at your age who looks better than me? ”

Chu Yigui looked up and down, recalled the parents of other classmates he saw during the parent-teacher meeting, and gave Yang Xiaoyu a very firm answer: "Mom must be the most beautiful." ”

Yang Xiaoyu was actually still a little hesitant: "Wouldn't it be too exaggerated for me to do this?" ”

"How so? No matter how old you are, everyone wants their mother to be the most beautiful. Chu Yigui said with a smile.

"Yes." Yang Xiaoyu stroked her broken hair, extremely confident in her beauty, looked at Wan Qiu, and blinked her eyes.

Wanqiu was stunned by her mother's beauty.

"Ma'am, do you want to eat something this morning?" The white butler said.

"Don't eat it, I'm going to keep my figure." Yang Xiaoyu had just finished speaking, but suddenly found that Wan Qiu's eyes seemed to glance at her quietly, and Yang Xiaoyu looked away inexplicably, "But...... If you're hungry, eat some. ”

Wan Qiu watched Yang Xiaoyu turn around and go to the restaurant.

If you don't eat, it will be very uncomfortable to be hungry, and Wanqiu doesn't want Yang Xiaoyu to be hungry.

"Mom is beautiful today, isn't she?" At Wan Qiu's stall in a daze, Chu Yigui suddenly said to Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu hesitated, and finally nodded, he was very sure that his mother was super beautiful today.

"Mom today, there will definitely be a lot of people watching her." Chu Yigui smiled and said to Wan Qiu, the tone was like a joke, "It's because my mother is very beautiful that everyone will look at her." ”

Wan Qiu was dazed and looked at Chu Yigui.

"Does my brother like my mother being so beautiful?" Chu Yigui asked.

Wan Qiu thought about it, glanced at Chu Yigui again, pursed his lips, and nodded.

"Hmm." Chu Yi replied, as if it was just an ordinary conversation between brothers that was not so important, "Brother, no matter what happens, there is nothing to be surprised about." ”

“?” Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui in confusion.

"Mom will be nice to my brother." Chu Yigui smiled lightly and said to Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu nodded.

Even Wanqiu never doubted that her mother would treat her badly.

"Brother." Chu Yigui smiled and poked Wan Qiu's hairpin with his finger on the slightly longer side of his hair, "You look good today, too." ”

Diamond hairpins designed by famous artists for both men and women seem to be just for the unique clarity of this world and to add color.

Chapter 57

Wan Qiu didn't know why her mother was dressed up more dazzling than usual today.

Obviously, when Ning Qiaozhen took him to report, he didn't dress up in any way, and even forgot Wanqiu's reporting time, and finally Wanqiu reported by himself.

Along with the report, there was also a young woman in a small gray suit with low heels.

Wan Qiu and the young woman had met a few times, but they had not spoken to each other.

It was a relatively silent and simple big sister, and she was Yang Xiaoyu's assistant.

This big sister always listens to her mother, and does all the things her mother asks her to do, and her mother praises her for being an excellent person.

The eldest sister has a nice name, Zhao Jingyue.

Zhao Jingyue's sister was the driver, Wan Qiu and Yang Xiaoyu sat in the back seat together, and secretly raised their eyes to look at Yang Xiaoyu.

The road to school was very long, Yang Xiaoyu looked very excited, and even kept taking out the mirror in her bag to look at herself.

"Jingyue, am I good enough today?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

"Of course, you're looking great today." Zhao Jingyue glanced at Yang Xiaoyu in the rearview mirror.

"Can you give my baby a long face?" Yang Xiaoyu's inquiring voice was accompanied by an expectant smile.

"That's for sure." Zhao Jingyue responded.

Wan Qiu turned his head sideways and kept paying attention to Yang Xiaoyu, today Yang Xiaoyu seemed to be more diligent than ever when asking others.

Mom is beautiful.

Even if Yang Xiaoyu asked him such a question when, Wan Qiu would definitely say so.

When the brand-new and dazzling luxury car stays at the shabby and somewhat congested narrow road intersection, it attracts the attention of many passers-by.

Yang Xiaoyu casually glanced at the messy environment in the car, and frowned slightly: "Jingyue, you go and park the car, I'll get out of the car first, and you will come directly to the class to find me in a while." ”

"Okay." Zhao Jingyue responded.

The white and slender calves under the burgundy hip skirt, when stepping on the bright high heels to the ground, Yang Xiaoyu stood in the morning sun, standing in the flow of people who kept entering the school.

The unordered, messy flow of people, familiar parents greeting each other, and students greeting each other loudly.

Only Yang Xiaoyu stood in it, out of place with the surroundings.

The curious eyes of the parents who came to report with their children scattered around projected over, Yang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand into the car, and his weak little hand held Yang Xiaoyu.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyu's expression softened, and the noisy, dusty space that made her uncomfortable became less annoying.

Wanqiu got out of the car and was held by her mother.

The moment he got out of the car, Wan Qiu noticed the gaze projected from all directions.

Wan Qiu instinctively tensed his body and stuck to Yang Xiaoyu's side.

I only came here with my dad yesterday, but I don't know why......

It's obviously a very familiar place, but now the gazes projected by the people around him make it all strange.

Isn't it the same as what my brother said, because today's mother is very beautiful, and everyone will look at her mother?

Wan Qiu raised his head and looked at Yang Xiaoyu who was shining brightly in the early morning sun.

If it's because my mother is so beautiful that everyone looks at it, then he wants everyone to watch it all the time.

These messy, unfamiliar gazes don't seem so hard to accept.

There is a little subtle, a little pride, which controls Wan Qiu, and makes Wan Qiu, who held Yang Xiaoyu's hand, hold up his courage.

"Let's go, baby." Yang Xiaoyu hooked the corners of her lips, and the steps of her high heels were in front of this inconspicuous dilapidated door.

Wanqiu leaned on Yang Xiaoyu's side, in a familiar place, in the noisy sound, Wanqiu only cared about the sound of his mother's high heels that were not clear on the ground.

Wan Qiu was held by Yang Xiaoyu, and glanced back at the fat doorman who was staring at the little eyes in shock at this time.

Wan Qiu pursed his lips and wanted to say hello, but only nodded slightly.

Yang Xiaoyu found out.

Instead of entering the door immediately, he turned the tip of his shoe and walked to the doorman's side.

The chubby doorman watched Yang Xiaoyu approach, and even unconsciously shrunk his round belly.

Yang Xiaoyu took off her glasses and stared at the fat doorman in front of her.

"Are you the doorman who has been helping our baby?" For this kind of person who is too distinctive, Chu Jianshu used two words to summarize it, and it is really not too complicated to identify.

Because of his nervous consciousness, the doorman didn't even remember what Yang Xiaoyu said, and asked dryly, "What?" ”

"It's been so long since you took care of Wanqiu." Yang Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes stared at the doorman with a smile, "As a mother of a child, I thank you for everything you have done for my child out of kindness, and I will formally thank you in the future." ”

The guards were stupid, the fiery woman like a burning flame, obviously looked cold, but in front of him, she was unexpectedly not stingy with a smile.

Seeing the woman holding Wan Qiu's hand, the doorman was a little unable to come back to his senses.

Is this the that kid?

Is it a summer vacation and another rebirth?

If Wanqiu's parents were like this before, who would bully him?

Wan Qiu held Yang Xiaoyu's hand, although there were not many students who directly held their parents' hands on the huge campus.

The school has been opened to allow all parents to enter at will, and you can see that the parents who came specially have dressed up, but compared to Yang Xiaoyu, it looks like people from different worlds have forcibly gathered together.

Wan Qiu also noticed that Yang Xiaoyu's seemed to be different from everyone else.

I always feel that today's mother is shining in the sun, and there is always something shining.

Are they earrings? Or a necklace?

Wan Qiu followed Yang Xiaoyu to find the class he needed to report.

Yang Xiaoyu found that Wanqiu seemed to be spontaneously and deliberately guiding herself to somewhere.

Yang Xiaoyu followed silently, and Wan Qiu didn't seem to notice that she was leading her.

Yang Xiaoyu remembered that Chu Yigui said that if Wanqiu was left alone, he would also think for himself, but the scope of thinking was within the scope of his needs.

Just like now, Wanqiu is taking her to the class she reports.

Yang Xiaoyu observed the environment of the school, and the teaching building was very old.

The old school building was left after the relocation of the previous school and was regarded as an old building, and the aisles were basically windowless, very narrow, and at first glance it was crowded but very dark.

Wanqiu always prefers to walk on the wall than to walk directly in the middle of the road.

Yang Xiaoyu walked in the middle of the road generously, tilting his head and observing Wanqiu.