Dressed as a real daughter, held in the palm of the hand by the boss

But no matter how much she urged, she couldn't speed up.

Bored Wu Shuxiang had no choice but to look elsewhere, and when she looked away, her eyes widened.

Wait, that's, the old lady?

Why is the old lady here?

Could it be that she went out early in the morning just to come here?

Who is the person next to her?

There were so many people on the road that Wu Shuxiang couldn't see clearly at all.

She moved closer to the car window, wanting to get a closer look.

As a result, the car accelerated forward, Wu Shuxiang lost his balance and his head hit the glass directly.

This scared the driver in front.

He immediately turned around and asked nervously, "Madam, are you okay?"

Wu Shuxiang's forehead was bulging with veins. She scolded in a low voice: "Can you drive?"

The driver lowered his head and accepted the scolding submissively.

When Wu Shuxiang turned around again, she could no longer find anyone outside.

There were so many people around that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the person you just saw.

Her car had been parked here, blocking the way for people behind her. The honking of horns kept coming from behind, and the traffic police were also walking towards her.

Wu Shuxiang had no choice but to give up the search. She slowly sat back in her original position, rubbed the painful area, and said, "Keep driving."

Maybe she had seen it wrong just now. Why was the old lady here? She must have been too tired recently. It seemed that she should have a good rest for some time.

……

The June sun was scorching, and after walking for a while, the two found a shop to sit down.

He Yi wanted to ask the old lady for a glass of warm water, but was rejected by her.

The old lady looked at the ice cream covered with toppings on the menu and was very interested: "I want to try this."

"Madam, these are not suitable for you to eat." He Yi tried to stop her.

But if the old man became stubborn, how could she stop him?

"Please enjoy your ice cream."

He Yi looked at the ice cream on the table and sighed softly.

She thought with some worry, why is the old lady acting like a child?

Compared to her sorrow, the old lady was much calmer.

She picked up the small spoon, picked up the ice cream and put it into her mouth. Even though it was a simple meal, her movements were still graceful.

"I just took a couple of bites and figured it out," the old lady looked at the puzzled person opposite her, smiled, and then pushed the ice cream towards her, "Okay, go ahead and eat it."

This made He Yi feel a little embarrassed.

"Ma'am, I don't mean to blame you."

"I know you care about me."

That's why this concern should not be in vain.

What the old lady said was not false, she really just wanted to taste some.

The portions they ordered were not large, mainly because neither of them particularly liked the food and they just came here to escape the heat.

Just as the two were about to leave, a slightly hesitant voice came from the side.

"what for?"

He Yi turned around and saw a woman who was about forty years old.

"Who are you?" He Yi couldn't remember where she had seen this person, so she asked directly.

The woman lifted her hair, and the diamond ring on her hand sparkled in the sunlight: "It's me, Lin Hehua."

Linhe flower?

He Yi then remembered that she was from Hexia Village.

I didn’t expect that I would meet people from the village in Beijing.

The smile on He Yi's face faded a little.

But one always has to keep up a decent appearance, so He Yi still spoke up and agreed with a few words.

"It's you, why are you here?"

"I was lucky a few years ago and married a big boss. He treated me very well and brought me to Beijing to settle down. We lived a good life. When I went back to the village and told my sisters about it, they were all very envious of me."

Lin Hehua looked He Yi up and down, seeming a little disdainful: "He Yi, why are you here?"

He Yi felt uncomfortable with her gaze, but he suppressed his emotions.

"I left the village with my youngest daughter a few years ago and later settled in Beijing."

She answered briefly, thinking that there was no need to tell outsiders everything about her family affairs.

But her actions just caused Lin Hehua to misunderstand.

Settle in Beijing with your little daughter?

It seems that what they said last time they called, about Li Dahe and He Yi's divorce, was true. They are so old, and their children are almost old enough to get married, but they are still getting divorced. It's really shameful.

I don’t know which boss he got close to in Beijing that allows him to stay here.

But it was obvious that the boss treated her badly. Look at the clothes she was wearing, they didn't look like any brand and didn't look like her.

Lin Hehua glanced at the big diamond ring on her hand, her eyes full of admiration.

She begged her husband for a long time before he agreed to buy her this. The clothes she is wearing are all the latest models.

After Lin Hehua admired the diamond ring on her hand, she turned her gaze back to He Yi: "He Yi, women should be nicer to themselves. Look at the clothes you are wearing. It's time to buy some nice clothes."

He Yi was a little confused: "Is there something wrong with my clothes?"

At the beginning, He Yi would buy clothes from street stalls. To her, those clothes were already very good.

Later, Li Manman couldn't stand it anymore and took He Yi to buy clothes. Later, she was too lazy to buy them and just asked someone to come to her house to customize them.

He Yi didn't understand all this and just thought it was just like tailoring clothes, which was cheaper than buying ready-made clothes. Little did she know that the clothes she customized were several times more expensive than the ready-made clothes.

She felt a little uncomfortable at first, but after getting used to it, it was difficult for her to go back to her previous state. These clothes were so comfortable, close-fitting and soft. How could she have used such good materials before?

It was because she didn't understand that she couldn't refute even though she was wearing nice clothes.

Lin Hehua said proudly: "Those clothes of yours, you can tell at a glance that you bought them from a street stall, right? The color is too dark, it makes you look old-fashioned, and it makes you look even older."

"She is wearing Xiangyunsha, the material of Xiangyunsha is generally mature in color. She is already in her forties, and if she wears pink, it will inevitably seem like she is stealing the limelight from the little girl." The old lady raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the other person.

"You..." Lin Hehua, who was wearing a pink skirt, was about to curse at the other party, but when she thought of the word Xiangyunsha, her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Xiangyunsha?

Lin Hehua stared at He Yi's clothes. How could this be possible?

At first she was a little bit unconvinced, but after being reminded by someone, Lin Hehua's expression changed slightly.

Lin Hehua can afford ordinary or even inferior Xiangyunsha, but she doesn't like to wear it.

But the one on He Yi is different. It is clearly the top-grade Xiangyunsha.

How can this be?

How can she wear Xiangyunsha?

Lin Hehua put her hands under the table, and had already torn the tissue in her palms into pieces.