Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

This body is still too small now.

The Yu family kept a close eye on her. Only Aunt Wang would take her with her when she went out to buy groceries. She would hang a small cloth bag around her and then carry her for a walk.

Yu Suiwan tried to get information from Butler Xu. She leaned on Wang Ma's shoulder, tilted her head, and looked distressed.

"Auntie Wang, was my brother as short as me when he was little?"

Wang Ma held her in her arms. The little girl was small, like a cat, and she smiled and answered her:

"The young master was not like the young lady before, he was very tough."

"He used to be taken care of by Butler Xu. He taught the young master how to use a brush and paint. After Butler Xu left, the young master used to visit him quite often. But then the mistress became seriously ill and he stopped visiting."

Yu Xiao and Butler Xu have been in contact all the time!

Yu Suiwan's heart beat rapidly. It turned out that the breakthrough was with Yu Xiao.

It seems that I have to wait until Yu Xiao comes back at the weekend before I can try it.

As for now, Yu Suiwan placed her fair little face on Wang Ma's shoulder, hugged her neck, and had a smile on her lips.

She is going to prepare a gift for Jiang Yajing.

I hope it can bring back her good memories.

The market was huge, and Aunt Wang was afraid of getting lost, so she put her in the children's playground nearby, asked the manager to watch over her, and then she got up and left.

Yu Suiwan watched her walk away, then stood up, bypassed the management's sight, and sneaked out through the back door.

There is not much time left, so we have to hurry up.

Being very familiar with this market, Yu Suiwan quickly found what she wanted to buy.

The shop was located in a remote corner of the market, with old furnishings. She went to the counter to pay.

When I looked up, I met a pair of obsidian eyes.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing a baseball shirt and the brim of his hat pushed his bangs down a little, barely covering his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

At this moment, he was resting his chin on the counter, giving me an inquiring look.

Yu Suiwan was stunned. Why did this person look familiar?

She showed a confused look, put the items in her hands on the counter with difficulty, and asked:

"Little brother, are you the boss?"

The boy didn't answer her question. He just looked up at the wigs, paints and other things on the counter and spoke lazily:

"You're just a little girl, why are you buying these things?"

Yu Suiwan handed him the banknotes, sniffed, and explained:

"My brother wants a toy for school, so I'm here to buy it for him."

The boy straightened up, took the money from the girl's hand without asking any more questions, and took out a plastic bag to pack it for her.

"Wait a minute, my brother said we can't let Mom and Dad know. You should deliver it to this address."

Yu Suiwan took out a crumpled little piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

Wen Zheyan took it and glanced at it lightly. It was indeed a child's toy. He put the note into the bag and said with a smile:

"You have to pay more."

After saying that, he looked at the little girl and fumbled in his pocket again, took out a few red bills, and handed them to her while biting his lip:

"I have money, is that enough?"

He took the banknotes handed to him by the little girl, looked at them above his head, put them in his pocket, and came to a brief conclusion:

A stupid kid from a rich family.

So easy to deceive.

Yu Suiwan bought the things and complained in his heart:

Profiteer!

After buying the things, she turned and ran to the mall.

Wen Zheyan put away his things, the door to the inner room opened, and a tall young man walked out.

He was dressed in a black suit that highlighted his slender and sturdy figure, full of strength and mystery. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, making people dare not look directly at him.

Despite his young age, he exudes an innate nobility and majesty.

He looked at the smile on his friend's face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Zheyan gestured towards the distance:

"I met a cute sucker and asked me for a favor."

Lu Zhan followed his gaze and saw a little girl in a sky-blue skirt stumbling away, with a small flower bud dangling on the back of her round head.

Like a clumsy little rabbit.

He retracted his gaze, his voice flat and silent: "This is Yan City, stay out of sight."

Wen Zheyan shrugged and said nothing.

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When Wang Ma came back to the park after buying groceries, she saw Yu Suiwan sitting obediently in the toy car.

There was a circle of children around him, both boys and girls, chattering and making a lot of noise.

Little Yu Suiwan, with her delicate and pretty face, smiled and praised the little boy who helped her pull the cart.

There was a hemp rope tied in front of the car, and a slightly fat boy was pulling the car forward, his face flushed and his expression proud.

The boys around became even more excited and rushed to pull it up.

Mother Wang felt inexplicably proud.

The young lady in their family looks like a fairy from heaven, has a good personality, and is very popular wherever she goes.

Whenever they take them out, everyone praises their good genes.

Mother Wang straightened her old back.

Yu Suiwan saw her, waved to her, got out of the car and walked towards the door.

There was a large group of little tails following behind him.

"Xiao Wan, will you come tomorrow?"

"Xiao Wan, if you come tomorrow I'll give you my sister's Barbie doll."

"Xiao Wan, I'll still pull the cart for you tomorrow..."

Yu Suiwan threw herself into Wang Ma's arms and turned to face them with a bright smile:

"Goodbye, Brother Xiaohu."

"Goodbye, Brother Xiaobo"

……

Mother Wang felt the envious and jealous looks of the other parents, and the smile on her face never stopped.

Every time I take their daughter out, it’s so impressive.

When they returned to the Yu residence, Jiang Yajing was eating bird's nest porridge on the sofa. When she saw Wang Ma coming in with Yu Suiwan, her face immediately changed and she threw the bird's nest porridge in her hand towards her.

"Who let you in, bitch, little bastard, get out!"

These days, Jiang Yajing goes crazy whenever she sees Yu Suiwan. She used to sleep at this time, but who would have thought she would wake up today.

Mother Wang hugged Yu Suiwan and dodged, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the floor was a mess again.

Seeing the little guy in her arms, her face turned pale in an instant, and Wang Ma's good mood for the whole morning instantly fell.

She didn't say anything, but just quickened her pace, wanting to take Yu Suiwan to the room on the second floor.

Jiang Yajing rushed over to stop her, pulled Yu Suiwan out, pushed her to the ground, grabbed her neck, and roared:

"Who asked you to come to my house? Where did you take my son?"

Her face was grim:

"Where did you hide that murderer? Tell me!"

"If you don't want to tell me, just die in his place. Die with him! You all deserve to die! Damn it!"

Seeing Jiang Yajing looking like she had gone crazy, Mother Wang quickly called Jiang Luanmin and asked people to pull them apart.

Yu Suiwan's face was pale, his neck was bruised and purple, and his arms were scratched by the porcelain shards, bleeding profusely.

Mother Wang carried her away with concern, patted her back, and sent her back to her room.

This lady is really crazy!

Wang Ma had always seen how well-behaved and how much she tried to please Yu Suiwan. Now, seeing the little girl lying on the bed dying and coughing intermittently, her heart was filled with bitterness.

What a poor kid.

It really hurt her and the young master to be stuck with such a family without any grudges against them.

The little girl on the bed lay quietly, her eyes closed, her lips trembling slightly, as if even breathing had become difficult.

Her hands were clenched tightly around the bedsheets, her fingers white from the strain.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but never fell, leaving only deep despair and helplessness.

Mother Wang wiped away her tears, gently helped Yu Sui apply the night medicine, cleaned the wound on her arm, and wrapped it with gauze.

He stood up and walked out.

Yu Suiwan lay on the bed, listening to the insults and roars downstairs, secretly calculating the time when Yu Xiao would come back, his eyes cold.

An eight-year-old child always puts his mother in the role of victim, thus feeling that he deserves her abuse.

She would let him destroy his hope that his mother could be cured, so that he would understand.

If you don't resist, you will die.

As for Jiang Luanmin, in her previous life, she had cried, made a fuss, blamed, and been angry in front of him, but all she got in return was a trace of cheap guilt.

In this life, relying on this weakness, I have earned this little bit of guilt.

enough.