Chapter 25

Wang Ma thought she was shy and comforted, "don't be afraid, miss. The old lady is very modest. Besides, the young lady is so lovely that the old lady will like her. "

"Wang ma." Han Xiaoye wants to cry without tears, "I say to get off now, will you let me go?"

The answer, of course, is yes. Bentley drove all the way into a simple alley. Both sides of the alley are full of Cinnamomum camphora trees. It's the time of summer and autumn. The leaves on the Cinnamomum camphora trees are colorful and beautiful. The wheel ran over the fallen leaves and drove into one of the courtyards.

Wang Ma took the lead to get out of the car and helped her open the door with good manners. "Here we are, miss."

Han Xiaoye jumps down with his schoolbag on his back. He doesn't know where to put it. She was so upset that she wanted to run away if mother Wang hadn't followed her all the time.

Fu Zhiyan's family

Han Xiaoye looked at the retro door and swallowed his saliva nervously.

"Come on, miss."

"Mother Wang, can I not go in?"

"Miss, are you kidding, old lady? They are waiting for you."

“……”

She really doesn't want to go in. She's not really Fu Zhiyan's niece. She has nothing to do with Fu Zhiyan. What identity does she enter? Can't she enter as the woman who once stripped Fu Zhiyan?

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She followed mother Wang and went in. The decoration of Fu's old house has a sense of massiness of the times. In the living room of about 200 square meters, there are large brown sofas, exquisite chandeliers and famous paintings hanging on the walls.

Just as I entered the door, a figure rushed over and hugged her.

"Well..."

Han Xiaoye was almost strangled.

"Mom, let go, Ono is strangled by you." A lady in bright clothes came up with a smile. The woman looked only in her early 40s, and her skin was well maintained.

Perhaps noticed her gaze, that expensive woman gentle smile, "Ono, Hello, scared."

The person holding Han Xiaoye let go, she has silver hair, but still looks very energetic. Smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, she holds Han Xiaoye's hand and can't help patting it gently, like pacification.

"Blame me, blame me. I'm so excited that I can't help losing control. Good boy, are you scared? "

"... No." In fact, she was scared, but subconsciously did not want to make the elderly unhappy.

"Good boy, good boy." The old woman's eyes were a little wet, and she took her hand and looked at her carefully, "like, really like. It's Xuanji's child. If only the old man hadn't been so stubborn. Xuanji and Ono will not be exiled outside for so many years. It's hard for me to remember that Ono lost her mother when she was 15 years old. "

How could she know her mother's name? Han Xiaoye's heart is more confused. She seems to catch something vaguely, but the flash is too fast, and she seems to catch nothing.

"Mom, don't be sad. Didn't Zhiyan get people back?"

Before the beautiful woman worried to help the old lady, soft voice comfort.

"Ono, help grandma to the sofa."

Han Xiaoye helped the old man to sit in the past. Wang Ma didn't know when she had quietly stepped down, leaving her alone to face a big family at a loss.

Mrs. Fu held her hand tightly and refused to let go, as if to encourage her, "come on, Xiao Ye, grandma, I'll introduce you. This is your second uncle

"Hello, uncle."

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Han Xiaoye was stunned.

Fu old lady spoiled to pat her forehead, "you two uncle give you of meet gift you take."

Han Xiaoye had to take it. My heart became more and more uneasy.

At this moment, she suddenly missed Fu Zhiyan. If... If Fu Zhiyan was around her at this time, she would not be so passive, would she?

But what's going on?

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Han Xiaoye felt that he was about to be tortured by a lot of problems.

Who can tell her what the situation is

There were about ten people in the room. In a short time, Mrs. Fu had led her around. At the same time, the gifts in her arms also accumulated a lot. The old lady quickly asked the servant to help her put them away. Then happily took her to the table.

"Ono is hungry. Come and sit with grandma."

"... good."

air A meal Han Xiaoye ate tasteless, finally finished the meal, Fu old lady took her to say for a long time.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mrs. Fu waved her hand and asked the servant to clean up the room and let Han Xiaoye stay here.

She warmly let Han Xiaoye can't say no words, had to harden the scalp to agree. With the happy old man on the second floor.

"Do you like it, Ono?"

The whole room is pink, pink princess bed, pink lace curtains, pink walls, even the clocks and watches hanging on the walls are pink

Han Xiaoye once had a room like this, but later

When Mrs. Fu saw that she didn't speak, she suddenly became nervous, "what? Don't you like it? I don't know what style you like, so... "

"I love it." Han Xiaoye resisted the sour and astringent nose, turned and hugged the thin old man, "thank you, grandma. I really like it

What she likes makes her more uneasy. It's like stealing something belonging to others. The more she gets, the more afraid she is to lose

Mrs. Fu's eyes turned red and patted her on the back. "Just like it, just like it. If you have class tomorrow, grandma won't disturb your rest. Good boy, go to bed early. "

Mrs. Fu let her go, turned around, wiped her tears, and carefully helped her close the door

Card eraser.

The door closed.

Han Xiaoye looked at the carefully decorated room for a while, then opened the schoolbag on the desk.

She wants to call Fu Zhiyan and ask what's going on.

"Ding Ding..."

As soon as I took out my cell phone, I found that the power was only 2%. The mobile phone sends a hint that it will turn off automatically soon.

No, she remembers that when she went out to school, she was just fully charged. She didn't play with her mobile phone. How could she be out of power so soon?

All of a sudden.

There was a tremor from the phone.

The whole cell phone is like the wind, it can't stop.

When she opened the message, she found that it was the wechat from Ruirui - Ono, look at the microblog, you are angry!