The fake daughter of a wealthy family, who became a group favorite by playing tricks and eating melo

Yao Zebo, who was at the foot of the mountain, had no idea that his second elder brother and sixth younger brother had already begun plotting to make money from him.

If only I knew what they were discussing at this moment.

I'll probably faint in the toilet crying.

however.

The two brothers on the mountain were just joking.

Brothers who grew up together.

How could I allow others to bully me?

Just when Yao Zeyang and Yin Subi were having a great chat.

Yao Yi and Yao Zebo were already having a great time.

Yao Yi rode a white tiger and Yao Zebo rode a snow leopard.

Two men, a tiger and a leopard, were running on the deserted streets.

"Little girl, you are so awesome that you can tame them both."

Yao Yi laughed loudly, "No big deal."

Xiao Hei, who was lying on Yao Yi's shoulder, reminded her, "Xiao Yi, it's almost three o'clock, isn't it time to go back?"

Partying on the street with strangers late at night made Xiao Hei a little worried.

Yao Yi felt that Xiao Hei’s reminder was right.

So he turned around and asked Yao Zebo, "Uncle, where do you live? I'll take you home."

Yao Zebo was very excited, but he didn't expect the game to be over.

He patted the snow leopard, and the snow leopard stopped running and slowly slowed down.

"Put me in any bridge tunnel you like, and I'll sleep there for one night."

This hotel is not suitable for staying.

One is no money.

Second, no identity.

These days, Yao Zebo has been sleeping under the bridge.

"Sleeping under the bridge?"

Yao Yi was a little surprised.

"It's okay. I've eaten enough tonight, so I won't be cold sleeping under the bridge."

Yao Yi couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Yao Zebo to get a room.

Because Yao Zebo had no proof of identity, Yao Yi paid double the price to the small hotel.

After settling Yao Zebo, Yao Yi left.

Coincidentally.

As she walked out of the lobby of the small hotel, Yao Yi saw a familiar face.

It's Komiller.

When Komile saw Yao Yi, he almost jumped up with excitement.

"Xiaoyi! Why are you here???"

Yao Yi laughed awkwardly twice, "It's a long story, anyway, I just appeared here inexplicably. What about you? Why are you here?"

This is a small hotel.

In Yao Yi's opinion, Master Miller should live in a five-star hotel.

Especially with four or five bodyguards, it is not suitable for him to stay in this unsafe small hotel in front of him.

Miller responded seriously, "I wanted to experience life, so I chose this hotel specifically."

The black-clad bodyguard next to him looked shocked.

Young master.

You don't live here to experience life.

Because I couldn't book the Flower House B&B, I chose this small hotel not far from the Flower House B&B.

"Xiaoyi, do you live here too?"

Yao Yi shook her head. "I'm recording a variety show and living in a snow house on the mountain."

Miller asked, "Is it the House of Flowers?"

The reason why he flew to Country R temporarily was to see Yao Yi.

The Internet is flooded with entertainment news about Yao Yi.

Anyway, he traveled around the world aimlessly.

It’s not difficult to go to Country R.

So, he came to Country R on a whim, bringing a group of bodyguards with him.

But he never expected that he would meet his goddess in the middle of the night.

What a lucky guy!

Miller suppressed his inner excitement and pretended to be calm.

Yao Yi patted Miller's shoulder and said, "Yes, I live in the Flower House on the mountain. It's too late now, I have to go back. If you are free tomorrow, come to the mountain to see me and I will take you out to play."

Miller said "Hmm!" twice in excitement.

Yao Yi tore off a piece of paper and wrote his phone number on the mountain to Miller.

"Call me before you come."

After giving the instructions, Yao Yi rode the white tiger up the mountain.

Miller looked at Yao Yi eagerly as he left.

Reluctant to leave.

Brothers Yao Zebo and Yin Subi have been drinking and chatting with tourists at the restaurant bar.

"Are you satisfied with our service?" Yao Zeyang asked as he took out the questionnaire.

The passengers took it all.

"Satisfied, how could I not be satisfied? Having two such handsome guys chatting with us, I have no regrets in this life."

After saying this, one of the passengers gave the questionnaire a high score of 11 points.

Another passenger sneered, "Only 11 points, you are too stingy, watch me."

After saying this, the traveler gave a high score of 1000 points.

Another traveler questioned, "This paper questionnaire is not suitable for promotion. I think we should leave comments and ratings on the official website of Hana House. This is the serious matter."

Then, all the passengers took out their mobile phones to rate.

But I found there was no signal on the mountain.

Only then did Yao Zeyang shake the questionnaire in his hand.

"Do you know why I asked you to fill out the paperwork?"

The next day.

dawn.

Yao Zeyang is still sleeping.

Yao Yi had already gotten up.

She was rummaging around the room.

Yao Zeyang asked Yao Yi with his confused eyes.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing?"

Yao Yi rummaged through Yao Zeyang's suitcase and asked, "Uncle, do you have any decent clothes?"

"What do you want clothes for?"

"I came down the mountain yesterday and met a beggar. The suit he wore was so exquisite that no one gave him money even though he was begging on the street. I thought he should dress more simply. So I came to look through your suitcase."

Although his uncle is handsome.

But the clothes are very simple and clean.

For a person who donates all his film remuneration to Hope Primary Schools, asking him to buy clothes or luxury brands would be like asking him to die.

All of Yao Zeyang's expensive clothes were given to him for free by the brands.

If he buys clothes himself, he usually goes to the wholesale market.

The clothes there are mainly cheap and practical.

Therefore, Yao Yi felt that her second uncle's clothes should be able to help the beggar uncle.

A beggar should look like a beggar.

Dressing too well shows lack of professionalism.

Nowadays, every industry emphasizes "professionalism".

Yao Zeyang was still drunk from last night, so he didn't continue chatting with Yao Yi, but just fell asleep.

Yao Yi found a shit-yellow cotton coat from Yao Zeyang's suitcase and went down the mountain.

Yao Zebo hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

In the past, the beds he slept in were all custom-made.

No sleep unless it is a private order.

But after two days of living as a homeless person, I had become accustomed to the concrete floor under the bridge.

Lying on the Simmons mattress in the small hotel again, he felt like he was in heaven.

Yao Yi knocked on the door.

It just happened to disturb Yao Zebo's sweet dream.

He opened the door irritably, wondering which idiot disturbed his sleep.

As a result, when I opened the door, I saw Yao Yi standing at the door holding an ugly yellow cotton coat.

"Little girl, what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving Country R soon. I'm afraid you won't learn how to be a beggar after I leave, so I went down the mountain today and planned to spend half an hour teaching you how to beg."

There are black question marks all over Yao Zebo’s head.

He asked for food on a whim.

It's not intended to be a lifelong career.

This little girl is quite nice.

"Hurry up and get up. It will be time for dinner soon. Let's go to the commercial street. Begging there is the most reliable."

Yao Zebo scratched the back of his head and said, "Wait for me."

Yao Yi handed him the shit-yellow cotton jacket.

"Wear this one, don't wear that suit of yours anymore, it affects your professional image."