The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

The old man listened to this beautiful female voice and thought some big shot was coming, so he quickly let go of the little girl's hand.

The little girl was smart and sharp-eyed. She ran up to Si Tong and took Si Tong's hand:

"Sister, I didn't steal the flowers. A sister told me before that I could pick them, and she picked them too. I just wanted to pick one every day and give it to my brother, so I picked one every day. I didn't steal it."

When the uncle saw the little girl complaining, he became even more displeased with the little girl: "That's the daughter of the boss of the National People's Congress. Can you compare? You don't even look at yourself."

It's smelly and dirty, and I don't know which stinking ditch it came from.

"Send it to you." When the uncle rolled his eyes, Sitong picked up ten Bianhua flowers from the flower bed at some point and handed them to the little girl.

"Put it in the soil and put it in a dark place. It doesn't need too much water to survive." Si Tong uprooted it and gave it to the little girl, but the Bianhua flower will not die.

"Thank you, sister." The little girl was stunned. Thinking of her brother's expectant eyes, she accepted the flowers handed over by Si Tong.

The flowers in this flowerbed and the flowerbed next to it are all for sale. They were planted here by the big boss, so they need to be guarded.

When the uncle saw that Sitong had made his own decision, he pulled up the Bianhua flower from the flower bed and gave it to the little girl. He jumped angrily:

"You, how old are you, how can you pick it casually? You thief! Be careful, I will tell my boss and let him send someone to arrest you!"

The uncle seems to only know a few words.

Looking at the current situation of the uncle, Sitong and the little girl are probably at a disadvantage.

Naturally, this was when Sitong had no intention of taking this action.

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, a gentle male voice sounded: "Grandpa, there are so many flowers in the garden, so why not just pick two. You can't be so fussy about it."

"Am I fussy? I am protecting the interests of my boss. Anyway, you can't pick this flower. If you pick it, you will have to pay for it..." The uncle refused to give up.

"Then if it's me who says, let them pick it off as they please!" After the gentle boy finished speaking, a arrogant male voice jumped over the voices of several people and reached the uncle's ears.

Si Tong did not raise her eyes, but the little girl saw several handsome brothers wearing volleyball sportswear standing in front of her, helping her talk to Si Tong.

"Young, young master?" The uncle was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the owner of the arrogant male voice clearly, he quickly lowered his head.

"Okay, okay, let's go down." The owner of the arrogant male voice is 1.83 meters tall and full of youthful vitality. He is the boss's son, An Cili.

As soon as the uncle left, An Cili looked at Si Tong and said, "Are you quite warm-hearted?" There was a savagery and wildness in the movements of a young boy.

Si Tong always ignored it.

The little girl, on the other hand, took two steps towards An Cili and looked at An Cili and the boys: "Thank you, brothers."

"You're welcome." The gentle boy was a little embarrassed.

"Yichen, I'm sorry for being late. I just went to pick up my sister." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

Sitong could tell immediately that it was the voice of her nominal godbrother Xiang Weixiao.

She still didn't look up.

His lowered eyes only fell on the little girl holding the Bana flower: "If you don't know how to raise it, you can come here to find me." He handed the little girl a note with the address written on it.

"Are you here too?" As expected, Xiang Weixiao saw Si Tong. He was curious to see some of the volleyball players in his team, "Do you know each other?"

I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. The gentle boy, that is, Ling Yichen paused slightly: "We just met, and we haven't had time to get to know each other yet. So, is this you?" Pointing to Sitong.

Xiang Weixiao scratched his head and finally said sadly: "It's the adopted daughter my father just brought back, her name is Sitong."

As Xiang Weixiao spoke, he looked at Si Tong and saw that Si Tong had no intention of speaking at all. Several volleyball players with him said, "She has a very cold personality. I haven't even talked to her, ha."