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"Oh, Mom, I, I came here with the flower delivery car." Ling Xiaoxiao replied quickly. She was ready to go over to join in the fun and take a look at this rich daughter.

Who knew that her adoptive mother had already stopped her.

"Didn't I tell you not to show up where I work?" Xinrong said a little angrily.

"Mom, I'm working too..." Ling Xiaoxiao pretended to be aggrieved.

"Oh, mom, this is your daughter. She is so beautiful. How old is she?" Aunt Zhou, the housekeeper, said with a smile.

Aunt Zhou has been serving the Ling family for more than 20 years. She has been involved in all matters, big and small. She is a kind and amiable person and is in her 50s.

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Xiaoxiao." Ling Xiaoxiao's gentle and sweet voice was so pleasant to hear.

"Child, you are so beautiful. Why do you look so familiar to me? Let me think, why do you look so much like the young mistress? Exactly the same, the voice, the smile." Aunt Zhou is really outspoken.

"Auntie, many people say that I look like the star Zhao Liyin." Ling Xiaoxiao said hurriedly.

"Oh, yes, yes..." Aunt Zhou replied vaguely.

"So it's not surprising that she looks like the young mistress." Ling Xiaoxiao solved the problem in a simple, clever and quirky way.

At this moment, Xinrong was so angry that she was wondering why she didn't poison her to death last night and why she came out to poison him. Her heart beat faster due to nervousness, as if Aunt Zhou already knew about her previous substitution. Her face turned red and green, uglier than Guan Gong's face.

"Hehe, Aunt Zhou, my daughter looks like me, but she is young now and I am old." Xinrong explained quickly.

"Xinrong, didn't I know you when you were young? We are old colleagues now. Your daughter is really the president. She must look like her father." Aunt Zhou retorted.

"Aunt Zhou, you're right, I look like my father." Ling Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"No more talking, Xinrong, let's get to work quickly, goodbye, little girl."

"Ok."

Xin Rong looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a resentful look, "Don't come here next time, don't make things difficult for me again."

"Well, I'll go back to work first." Ling Xiaoxiao said.

……

"Aunt Zhou, is lunch ready? Get ready to serve the dishes." Madam Huilan said. She was dignified and graceful, with a smooth and shiny complexion, which was obviously the result of long-term immersion in cutting-edge medical beauty.

No wonder, this is her business, and she tries all the high-end projects on her own face. When the mother and daughter go out, they don't look like mother and daughter, but like sisters.

"Madam, everything is ready." Aunt Zhou replied respectfully.

The villa has floor-to-ceiling windows. After welcoming her daughter, Huilan could see clearly the conversation between the three of them.

Especially when she saw Ling Xiaoxiao's appearance, she was also shocked. Isn't this what she looked like when she was young? Even when she smiled, she had a pair of dimples that were the same. This little expression and this demeanor were like seeing her younger self.

So he pulled Aunt Zhou aside and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Zhou, who was the pretty girl you were chatting with just now?"

"Oh, that little beauty is the daughter of our nanny Xinrong." Aunt Zhou also responded in a low voice.

"Oh, she's so beautiful."

"Madam, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not?"

"It's okay, Aunt Zhou. You've been in my house for so many years. Do you still treat me as an outsider? Tell me!"

"I say, Xinrong's daughter looks exactly like you when you were young. That voice, that smile, those movements. Are there two people who are so similar?" Aunt Zhou muttered.

"Yes, I feel the same way," said Huilan.

"It's not surprising that people look alike. I just felt strange, so I chatted a little more with the mother and daughter just now." Aunt Zhou said.

"Well, okay." Huilan was a little confused.

But when he saw his daughter, who was elegant, generous and beautiful, he completely forgot that Ling Xiaoxiao looked like her.

A family of four is enjoying the happiness of family life. Their two children have grown up. They have a happy family and a successful career. They are at the top of the food chain. They have money and fame. They have both wealth and fame. They are definitely winners in life.

The next day, the flower shop owner said that Mrs. Huilan liked the flowers in the flower shop very much and ordered peonies, lilies and roses again, intending to put them indoors.

Rich people buy flowers in cartloads, and Ling Xiaoxiao tries to find a chance to go with the carts.

Finally entered the room, wow, what a beautiful and big villa, the life of rich people is really different, so luxurious and noble.

The place where Ling Xiaoxiao lives now can only be called a doghouse. There are two wooden beds in 30 square meters. It's so cramped.

Seeing the original owner's mother from afar, Ling Xiaoxiao deliberately moved closer and knocked her to the ground.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it." Ling Xiaoxiao blushed and apologized shyly.

"Ah, what's wrong with you..." Huilan saw that a precious peony flower was accidentally smashed into pieces by Ling Xiaoxiao, leaving her feet covered with mud. She wanted to get angry, but when she saw Ling Xiaoxiao's peerless appearance, she couldn't help but be surprised.

How could such a stunning appearance be so natural? Under those beautiful crescent eyebrows are a pair of lively eyes. That chubby little round face has a tall and upturned nose, and those mellow little lips are so pretty.

As a beauty guru, she sees artificial beauties every day, with faces full of hyaluronic acid, silicone faces, pouty lips, and they all look so fake.

Suddenly I saw this photo of a fresh and natural beauty. The key point is that she looks especially like myself when I was young. I was about to explode with anger, but at this moment I was stunned by her. She was so beautiful, so beautiful.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Huilan said with a big smile on her face, "Are you the sister of that celebrity Zhao Liyin?"

"Madam, if that's the case, that would be great. You don't have to move bricks here. Are your feet hurt?" After saying that, Ling Xiaoxiao used her little hands to dig away the dirt on Huilan's feet.

"No, it's okay... Do you work in a flower shop? Wouldn't it be a pity?" Huilan felt full of intimacy when she saw this little beauty. Seeing her, she felt as if she was back to her youth 20 years ago.

"Yes, my family is poor. I don't have money to go to college after high school. I'll do odd jobs to earn money first." Ling Xiaoxiao's pitiful look made the rich woman Huilan feel a little distressed.

"Hey, do you want to come work in my beauty salon?"

"Really? Can I? I'm interested in cosmetology, and I'm thinking of doing odd jobs to earn money to study this major."

"That's great. You're so beautiful. You'll be the signature of this beauty salon." Huilan said happily.

"Okay, ma'am, I'll add you on WeChat and leave your contact information."

Ling Xiaoxiao quickly took out her cell phone and added each other on WeChat.

"This is my business card. When would you like to come to work?"