Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Wu Xi once again said to herself, "I lost a job because of her; I got another job because of her."

Unfortunately, she never knew about it.

Wu Xi, dressed in a funny doll costume, carefully shook the emptied flower basket, turned around with a skip, and limped to the flower shop, swaying left and right.

"That's good too."

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City A's landmarks are two 400-meter-tall skyscrapers, and this is also the city center. Not far from the center is a slightly dimly lit villa area.

It is a quiet place in a bustling city, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, and it is also a gathering place for the rich and powerful.

The Gu family lives here.

"Baby, why did you think of cooking for us again today? Isn't Aunt Zhang here?"

The lady hugged her daughter who came out of the kitchen with dishes.

The girl was tall, fair as jade, and had a perfect and innocent smile on her face.

The light fell on her body like tiny starlight. A closer look revealed that the white dress was inlaid with dark patterns of pearls and colored diamonds.

"Mom, I've already told you that I'll be a high school student tomorrow. You can't call me baby anymore."

Gu Xue quickly handed the dish in her hand to the maid standing beside her, then hugged her mother and rubbed against her chest.

"I made this rabbit meat myself. I specially called Yuxiang Pavilion to have the ingredients delivered. I hope you will do me the honor of eating more, Mom." Gu Xue smiled and jumped out of her arms. She pulled out a chair and pushed her mother to sit at the dining table.

Serve her the food with your own hands.

This made Cheng Wangshu even happier: "No matter how old you are, you are still your mother's baby. How come our Xue'er is so considerate and remembers that this is what mother loves the most."

Cheng Wangshu cooperated very well and picked up the dishes. He squinted his eyes and gave full positive feedback: "It's delicious. Xue'er's cooking skills are getting better and better!"

Sitting at the head of the table, Gu Zhirong was flipping through the daily newspaper. Seeing them playing around, a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.

Then he thought of something and jokingly said, "Have you packed your things? You have to report to Yuqing tomorrow. Xue'er, don't be so scared that you cry."

Father Gu didn't understand why his daughter, who was only thirteen years old, wanted to skip a grade and go to high school, and also clamored for independence.

But it doesn’t matter, as the daughter of the Gu family, she has the power to try everything.

He will fulfill all his daughter's wishes.

"Mom, look, Dad looks down on me."

Gu Xue also thought about this, and the smile on her lips deepened. But her tone was filled with anger. She picked up a piece of meat with the serving chopsticks and put it in her father's bowl: "Only give Dad a piece."

Cheng's mother covered her face with her hands and smiled, and replied to her daughter: "Did you hear that? I let you tease me, but this is the only piece I have tonight."

Father Gu raised an eyebrow and handed the newspaper to the housekeeper naturally. He took the handkerchief and washed his hands. "Then Dad was wrong. How about punishing me by personally driving my eldest daughter tomorrow?"

"Thank you dad!"

This is a most ordinary day for the wealthy Gu family.

Gu Xue also sat down at her seat. When she raised her hand to pick up some food, she found a drop of blood on her sleeve.

The area is not large, but it stands out against the white dress.

She subconsciously lowered her head and moved closer to her cuffs. Her nostrils moved slightly, and she seemed to be able to smell the blood.

Her eyes suddenly darkened, filled with some indescribable disgust and trembling.

However, Gu Xue still sat steadily in her seat and was able to answer the questions her parents occasionally asked with grace and composure.

After the family finished eating, they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms.

Gu Xue owns the entire third floor and two small attics on the top floor, which are private spaces prepared for her by her parents.

Xiao Cui followed behind Gu Xue, feeling quite reserved.

"Xiao Cui."

Gu Xue walked to the bathroom and stopped.

"Yes, miss."

"Don't wash this skirt, throw it away."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiao Cui still can't pronounce the full name of the custom-made maker of this white dress, and the price is so astronomical that she can't even imagine it.

Miss Mingming was very excited when she got it, and even cooked a dish for her parents today to express her gratitude.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, I ended up being abandoned.

You'll get used to it. Xiao Cui's face was calm as she picked up the expensive white dress that had been thrown on the ground and turned into trash. Her skillful gesture made people feel distressed.

After washing up, Gu Xue took out her diary from the bookcase beside her and fell on the sofa.

When his whole body was embraced by the sofa, he closed his eyes contentedly.

Finally, she stood up from the sofa, pulled out the armchair beside her, opened her diary, and wrote three more correct words on the title page.

The cute pink rabbit lamp illuminates her profile, and the hanging crystal chandelier is also particularly dazzling.

Under the bright light, she muttered to herself, "It's all its fault for fluttering around and ruining my favorite white dress. But I'd better order less next time. I won't be able to get back in time to cook."

"Grow up quickly, why am I still only 13?"

"I want to move out!"

The lights here are bright, and on the other side, there is also a little girl writing in her diary.

The dim light from the desk lamp barely illuminated the tabletop. Actually, calling it a tabletop wasn't quite right; it was a sheet of metal held up by four pillars. It creaked when I pressed down on it, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The pencil had been sharpened to a length that could not be held in one hand, but Wu Xi held it between his thumb and index finger without any abnormality, obviously he was used to such a tool.

She wrote her words very carefully, and each stroke was unique and childish, with its own style.

Suddenly there was a sound of something heavy falling outside the door.

Wu Xi shuddered, subconsciously stood up, checked the door again, and made sure it was locked before returning to his seat.

But my heart was not on the diary.

She heard a woman cursing, the clacking of mahjong tiles, and someone shouting excitedly.

Suddenly, another male voice sounded drunkenly: "Didn't you see I'm back? Cooking!"

"unlucky!"

A shrill female voice responded.

Then there was another quarrel.

Wu Xi knew without opening the door that the drunk man was her father and the woman playing mahjong was her mother.

After being admitted to Yuqing University, she naturally received tuition exemption subsidies and scholarships, but the money was robbed before she received it.

By her mom and dad.

Two more lines were written in the diary.

"Why only 13?"

"I want to move out."

……

Wu Xi carefully put away her diary. In fact, not only the diary, but every book she owned was neatly stacked in the corner, forming a wall.

Her favorite thing was to curl up in a pile of books, hugging her knees, as if she had returned to her original harbor.

Before, her drunken father and her mother who had lost money would vent their anger on her at will, and kicking her books away was the least of their worries.

The most common thing they said was: "Go to work. Why do you still need to go to school when you are so old?"

But everything changed after Wu Xi took the high school entrance exam in advance and successfully obtained Yu Qing's admission letter.