At once, a black clothes worker came down from above and quickly came up to her and held up an umbrella for her.

"Miss Jun, please get on the bus."

Seeing that she was all wet, he took off his suit coat and put it on her shoulder.

And for her respectfully opened the door, a hand is also intimate protection in the door frame.

Jun nianen

Her eyes were still red, and she didn't know whether it was tears or rain on her face. She stood in front of the door, and the tip of her nose was very sour.

She landed her hand on the door frame, but she did not go in immediately, but hesitated slightly.

She slowly turned back, in the lane under the rain, empty.

Not a single figure appeared.

Her eyes are more and more sour and swollen, and her hands are holding hard

Indeed, what did she expect?

In the eyes of Shi Xiu and them, she is just a little beggar. No one really cares about her.

Will not care if she is outside by the wind and rain, even if poured into a mess of drowned chicken.

A faint self mockery appeared on her lips, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she turned her head slowly.

The next second, without hesitation, she got on the bus.

She was drenched and the rain fell on the Rolls Royce worth tens of millions.

But the special worker inside is not worried about the car, but about her sitting on it.

Rong Mei and Su Mubai have already inserted some eye liner and special work in her vicinity to protect her safety. Now, they can not let the little princess who soaked through the outside become a drowned rat on a rainy day.

A special worker in the co pilot gave her all the clothes in a kraft paper bag to her in the back seat. There was even a blower in it.

Special worker said: "Miss Jun, here are the clothes selected according to your size. You have ordered them in Chanel's early. You can change them first. Don't catch a cold. There is a hair dryer beside them. You can blow dry your hair to avoid catching a cold."

As the black agent spoke respectfully,

took out a bottle of hot milk from the thermostat in the car.

"Miss Jun, drink some hot milk to drive away the cold."

Jun nianen

The more they take care of them, the more ridiculous you feel in your heart.

It's silly to laugh at yourself.

She is a princess of a country. She is loved by thousands of people, but he is wronged here. Why?

What about the daughter of an oil tycoon? Is it more noble than the little beggar?

She was wondering whether she was really degrading herself to suffer the hard crime.

The rear partition in the car has come down, completely separating the front from the back.

It was raining cats and dogs outside, but it was warm inside.

Little by little, she took off her clothes, pulled off her wig, and her long wet hair fell down!

There are some natural curls in the long hair, and waist length. There are some wet hair on the forehead and temples, which adds a bit of indescribable charm.

Especially pure and beautiful.

She took off her fat clothes and changed into fine Chanel clothes.

The clothes are complete and new. The clothes cost tens of thousands of yuan.

Her white fingers ran across her neck, and in a twinkling of an eye, she was already wearing a silk lotus root pink shirt -

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