"Don't be afraid. I will ask Bai Lu to take care of you."

Ai Shutong: “…”

She has hands and feet, so she doesn't need a stepmother to take care of her...

The last class today is physical education.

The physical education teacher was an American with blond hair. He was very tall, nearly 1.8 meters.

He is proficient in table tennis, tennis, basketball and volleyball.

Ai Shutong almost loves her to death.

She has two physical education classes a week. She learns a ball game every month and then takes exams, with two levels: passing and full marks.

Taking table tennis as an example, hitting ten balls in a row is a pass, and twenty gives full marks.

Her classes are both rigorous and interesting, and there is no one who doesn't love them.

After class, Ai Shutong trotted back to the dormitory to change clothes, then walked out of the school carrying a bag.

She looked around for a while, and the Jin family's car drove up in front of her.

A woman in her twenties got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door. "Miss, please get in."

After Ai Shutong got in the car, she nodded to Meng Bailu who was sitting behind her.

Meng Bailu looked at her and said, "I knew you couldn't comb your hair. Did you bring that set of pearl jewelry?"

Ai Shutong nodded and took out a box from the bag.

Meng Bailu said to the driver, "Let's go to the cafe in front!"

Then he turned around and explained to Ai Shutong, "You can't go like this. Let's borrow the space of the cafe and let Meixiang dress you up!"

Meng Bailu spent three dollars and borrowed a table in a cafe that was shaded by green plants.

Meixiang took out a small box, opened it, and saw that there were quite a lot of things inside!

She picked up a thin blade and trimmed Ai Shutong's eyebrows first.

After shaving off all the stray hair, he used an eyebrow pencil to draw a pair of swallow-shaped eyebrows.

Then he used something like a rag to rub her face for a long time.

After packing up, Ai Shutong opened her eyes with a fearless look on her face.

Meng Bailu handed her a small round mirror and said, "Take a look!"

Ai Shutong took it and looked at it, and immediately a beautiful woman with makeup and rouge on her face appeared inside.

The scar on her forehead has been covered with powder, and her whole face looks flawless.

This face is so beautiful, so beautiful that she almost doesn't recognize it.

At this time, Meng Bailu snatched the mirror back from her hand and said, "Don't be so conceited. It's getting late. Let's go to Zheng's house."

When the two arrived, it was already past eight o'clock.

The Zheng family lives in a Western-style building with three floors.

Ai Shutong and Meng Bailu stepped into the first floor door, and the scene before them suddenly became as bright as day.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling, and many delicate and shining small lights are hung on the surrounding walls.

The hall is decorated magnificently and can accommodate hundreds of people.

Young men and women dressed fashionably and elegantly came and went, toasting each other.

There were even more people than Mary’s birthday party.

I'm afraid all the prominent families in Beijing have sent people over.

Just as I was dazzled by what I saw, Zheng Ruyue came over, accompanied by Mary and Zheng Qiuying.

Mary was wearing a light yellow gauze skirt today with many tassels hanging at the hem, which had a bit of a fusion of Chinese and Western styles.

"Miss Ai, why are you here just now?" Without waiting for the main person Zheng Ruyue to speak, Zheng Qiuying pushed Meng Bailu aside and stood on the right side of Ai Shutong.

Ai Shutong smiled and handed Zheng Ruyue a velvet box inlaid with colored glass. "Aren't you afraid that if you come early, you will steal your limelight?"

Zheng Qiuying let out a strange cry and was about to pounce on Ai Shutong.

Zheng Ruyue, who was familiar with her, stopped her, but she eventually let the cat out of the bag.

"You are dressed so unlike anyone else today. When you walk in, many people will look at you!"

Ai Shutong rolled her eyes in an indecent manner, "Why don't I look like a human being?"

Zheng Qiuying smacked her lips and said, "How come you don't have any self-awareness at all?"

"You didn't come out without looking in the mirror?"

Zheng Ruyue gave her a warning look, and she suppressed the exaggeration on her face and returned to her normal appearance.

"Miss Ai, don't mind me, Qiu Ying just wanted to praise you for being so pretty!"

"It's just because it's my birthday today and she was so excited that she didn't know what to say."

Ai Shutong waved her hand and said, "We are classmates, we know each other! I won't take it to heart."

Mary finally found an opportunity to speak, "Dear Ai, I missed you so much. Look at my skirt. It was designed specifically for me by Alan!"

Ai Shutong praised sincerely: "Oh! It really suits you! Alan is such a caring and good brother."

After the amateurs praised each other, Zheng Ruyue led them to the table where Western pastries were placed.

"If you're hungry, you can eat two snacks to fill your stomach."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mary shook her head vigorously. "I'm wearing a corset inside, so there's no room for snacks."

Zheng Qiuying laughed, "I don't want to starve just to be a lady."

"My uncle specially invited a senior pastry chef from England for my sister's birthday. If you don't try it, you'll be missing out!"

Ai Shutong followed closely behind and took a piece of cake with a small cherry on top.

Mary looked at her exaggeratedly, "Oh my God! Ai, do you know how much meat will grow if this piece is eaten?"

Ai Shutong: "I'm so thin, am I still afraid of gaining weight?"

After saying that, he started to eat with relish.

At this moment, Ai Shutong suddenly felt that someone was looking at her.

She immediately stopped her unbridled eating habits and started chewing slowly in small bites.

He glanced calmly and found a few young men sitting idly behind the crowd. They were wearing suits and ties, and they all looked very high-spirited.

The man who was surrounded in the middle had an evil smile on his face and looked at her unscrupulously.

Ai Shutong subconsciously sensed danger.

"Ms. Zheng, who is the person sitting in the middle over there?" She leaned over and whispered to Zheng Ruyue.

The Zheng family was a prominent family and was a famous Han official family as early as the Yongzheng period.

Zheng Ruyue turned her head and took a look, then said, "Why? Miss Ai is interested in him? He is President Liu's youngest son, Liu Shunyu."

"Think about this name. The president has high hopes for him! We are not worthy of him."

Ai Shutong saw that she had misunderstood, and quickly shook her head to explain, "How could I dare to climb that high branch? It was just that the way he looked at me just now was a little scary."

Zheng Ruyue immediately said sternly: "Then you have to be careful, you know Yin Zhixiang, right?"

Ai Shutong nodded to show that she understood.

Zheng Ruyue said cryptically, "He's his uncle."

"I heard that he once stayed in the other family for a long time."

These meaningful words gave Ai Shutong goose bumps.

It also reminded her that the original owner died at the hands of President Liu's sons.

If you think about it, President Liu is quite old and he doesn't have many years left to live.

But if I go against his son before he dies, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

Since you can't afford to offend him, just run away!

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Li went on stage to sing.

Ai Shutong, whose biological clock was playing tricks on her, had her eyes open but looked extremely weak.

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