Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye hasn't come out for a long time, and he's not used to eating out. Embarrassed, she took out her phone, planning to play for a while and wait for everyone to arrive.

   Unexpectedly, the girl who had been playing with her phone suddenly put down her phone and stared at her with **** and white eyes.

   Such a big living person looks at you like that, no one can ignore it.

   She put down the phone and raised the corners of her mouth a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

   "No." The girl's voice was crisp, as bright and clean as she felt, "Sister, are you the Han Xiaoye my grandma always said?"

"Forehead?"

   "It doesn't look good, and it's not as pretty as my grandma said." She tilted her head and said generously.

  Han Xiaoye was the first time he had ever seen someone so rude to say something like not being pretty directly to the person they met for the first time, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

   "What brand of shoes are you wearing? They look good." She asked again.

  Han Xiaoye saw that she was just a little girl, at most 17 or 18 years old. He didn't care about her and replied, "Woodpecker."

"The brand you bought online?" The girl was taken aback, and then she had a look of contempt in her eyes, "I wore that brand when I was in junior high school, but I didn't wear it in high school. I think you can try NB and wear it. Much more comfortable than online. I haven't bought shoes online since I wore NB."

  "..." Han Xiaoye was noncommittal, she felt that the woodpecker was very comfortable to wear, much more comfortable than any NB, cheap and convenient. It doesn't hurt to wear small white shoes if they are dirty. If they can't be washed cleanly, buy new ones. Anyway, a pair is only 100 points.

   "Hey, I heard you just moved to City D, where do you live now?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't care much about her anymore, but depending on her age, she might be Aunt Liu's granddaughter, and she resisted the urge to not speak, and said, "Yahe Community."

   "Is that the neighborhood close to the city?" The girl's eyes were bright and she pouted, "I heard that it is very noisy near the school, and the security is not good."

   "My family lives in Shuiyun City, you know Shuiyun City? It's the neighborhood near the river, so you should just move to Shuiyun City. Don't live in that Yahe neighborhood, it's all good."

   Song Ranran came to the suggestion, and then took her bag on the table to show Han Xiaoye. Childish show off.

   "Sister Xiaoye, do you think my new bag looks good?"

"……nice."

"Yeah, I also think it looks good. I've long been interested in a Gucci bag. As a result, my mother beat me to death and wouldn't buy it for me. Fortunately, I was very good at this exam and got into a good high school, otherwise she wouldn't give it to me. Buy such an expensive bag. By the way, what bag are you carrying?"

  Han Xiaoye didn't really want to take out the canvas bag she bought on the Internet, but she didn't hide it. Song Ranran found it and said as if she had seen something, "Sister Xiaoye, what kind of bag is this, what brand is this?"

   It doesn't look like it.

   None of the logos she knew.

   "No, I bought it online. It's easier to pack things if it's bigger." Han Xiaoye explained perfunctorily.

   She does have a lot of bags at home. My uncle bought her two more recently, but she has to bring a little monkey. If you want to go out, you must pack a lot of things. What kind of clothes, hats, feeding bottles, milk powder, paper towels, diapers... There are a lot of miscellaneous things, and the small bags can't fit at all. Only this kind of large canvas bag can be used, which is large in capacity, light in weight and more convenient to carry.

   "Really?" Song Ranran felt that she was lying to herself and stopped talking.

   She knew that her grandmother had been helping a wealthy family. She heard that the family went bankrupt, and that her grandma continued to help out of love.

  Looking at it like this, Han Xiaoye, who grandma often talks about, has been much worse than her.

  Song Ranran glanced at Han Xiaoye sympathetically, then lowered her head to play with her mobile phone.

  Han Xiaoye wished she didn't talk to him, and took out her phone to play. After a while, the crowd arrived.

   Aunt Liu has two sons and one daughter. Both sons are doctors. The daughter married a wealthy local family. Song Ranran is her daughter's daughter. Because she got married and had children early, Song Ranran is 16 years old. In addition to Song Ranran, Aunt Liu also has two grandchildren, both of whom are studying abroad, and did not come today.

   It was a very pleasant meal, except for Song Ranran and Song Ranran's mother who said a few inappropriate words from time to time, the rest of the Liu family were very enthusiastic.

  The two doctors even asked Han Xiaoye to eat more from time to time.

   After eating, Aunt Liu and Feng Yaqin chatted. After Han Xiaoye ate two pieces of fruit, he was going to find Fu Xiaojiu.

   Just at this moment, the phone she put on the table rang.

   She saw the caller ID and answered the call immediately.

   "Hey, little uncle."

The man on the other end asked, "Have you finished eating?"

   "After eating, Mommy is still chatting, we haven't gone back yet. Are you going home?" she asked.

   "No, just came out. I went to pick up someone, where are you, I'll go pick you up."

  Han Xiaoye reported the place to eat, and Fu Zhiyan said over there, "Wait a minute, it'll be there in 20 minutes."

   20 minutes later.

  Fu Zhiyan really called again, "I'm here, come out."

  After Han Xiaoye told Feng Yaqin, Feng Yaqin said with a smile, "Look at me, I forgot the time while talking, let's go, it's almost eight o'clock, it's almost time to go back."

"Okay."

   A group of people came out of the restaurant.

  Song Ranran kindly asked Han Xiaoye on the road, "Sister Xiaoye, have you driven? If you didn't come, take my mother's car, we happened to pass by you on the way."

  Mother Song also said, "Yeah, did you come by car? Otherwise, take my car. I happened to drive out today."

   She didn't just drive, she still drove a Mercedes-Benz.

"No need, my husband will come to pick him up by car." Han Xiaoye politely refused. She never liked Song Ranran and her mother much. Although she couldn't say she was disgusted, there was always a feeling that she was not the same kind of person, and she didn't talk too much. .

  Song Ranran saw that she refused, and was a little unhappy. She felt that Han Xiaoye was too ignorant. She was so warmly invited, but she refused, very hypocritical. She politely said, not to mention letting Han Xiaoye go back to their car together. She wanted to see what car Han Xiaoye's bankrupt husband could drive to pick them up. Don't be a Chery QQ of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, it's better to lose face and lose your money.

   After talking, he walked outside.

   A Bugatti and a Lincoln parked quietly on the side of the road, Bugatti opened the door first, and a handsome man holding his breath appeared in front of everyone——