Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

A high-end residential area in Fengcheng.

Cao Shiyue was sitting on the sofa and talking on the phone, holding a brown teddy in her arms.

I called several times, but the number I dialed was still turned off.

I couldn't help but get a little impatient: "Why is your phone still turned off? Did you even enter Xu Garden?"

If they live in Xu Garden, it is impossible for their cell phones to be turned off, which means they are not in Xu Garden.

Cao Shiyue became angry again:

"Each one is more useless than the other."

But if they are not in Xu Yuan, where are they?

I'm unfamiliar with Fengcheng, so nothing will happen, right?

Cao Shiyue, who originally didn't care much, couldn't help but look a little panicked.

At this time, a man in a bathrobe came down from upstairs:

"What is that person mumbling about?"

The man was of medium height and average looks, and wore a couple's bracelet on his wrist that was the same as Cao Shiyue's.

Waiting for the man to come downstairs, who else could it be but Sun Huan?

Cao Shiyue turned her head to look at him, then hugged the dog in her arms and teased it, hiding the disgust in her eyes.

Sun Huan's appearance was the ugliest man she had ever seen since she came to Fengcheng.

Even Mu Fucheng's bodyguards are not as good as him.

"I'm talking to my son." Cao Shiyue grabbed Teddy's front paws and clapped.

As soon as Sun Huan sat down, she rushed over.

Although Sun Huan is ugly, at least he is not fat or bald.

It can be said to be a blessing in misfortune.

As for men, no matter their face or height, they all look the same when the lights are off.

"Young Master Sun, when will you take me back to Lingcheng?"

Sun Huan pinched her chin and raised his eyebrows in a self-proclaimed cool way:

"Why, do you really want to be my Sun family's young mistress?"

Cao Shiyue stared at this face: "..."

What a sin! Why does he have to make me see his face?

I felt disgusted to death, but my eyes were full of love:

"Yeah, I just want to know if you have other little goblins in Lingcheng."

Unable to bear it any longer, he punched Sun Huan's chest and buried his face in it.

"Aren't they afraid that you'll be snatched away by someone else?"

Sun Huan found these words very useful and he immediately hugged the man and became impatient.

Cao Shiyue had just finished taking a shower, and her whole body, even her toes, smelled fragrant.

Cao Shiyue was not idle during the time she lived in the Jian family. Not only did she gain a lot of knowledge, but she also learned how to take care of herself.

After going to the beauty salon with Mu Yunzhu several times, she managed to make her body white and tender.

She was already beautiful, and after this period of maintenance, she is completely transformed.

She told Sun Huan that she was the daughter of the Cao family. Sun Huan had no idea that this "Cao family" only owned a few dozen acres of land in Caojiazhuang.

Because no one was farming, the land was rented out to others. Wang Chuanfen kept the rent, and Cao Dagui looked for work in the town.

When Sun Huan heard that she was An Nansheng's cousin, he thought that Mrs. An's family was also very wealthy, so he doted on her very much.

The two of them did it right on the sofa, and little Teddy was so anxious that he kept circling around the sofa.

Afterwards, Sun Huan hugged Cao Shiyue and said contentedly:

"There's no rush for this. I need to tell my family first."

Sun Huan was still very moved, after all, Cao Shiyue was the most beautiful girlfriend he had ever had.

The ones his family introduced to him, those with comparable family backgrounds definitely looked inferior, and the rest had mediocre family backgrounds and were okay in appearance, but still couldn't compare to Cao Shiyue.

After all, the Sun family is not the most powerful family in Lingcheng. There are several families similar to the Sun family. Those beautiful daughters of famous families in Lingcheng don't look down on him.

What’s even more infuriating is that those superficial women would rather marry Cheng Ran, that playboy, than even look at him.