Chapter 1150 (1/2)
In a waterfront mansion in East Hampton.
This is August 9th, Saturday.
Last night, he tossed and turned. When he woke up, he looked at the following table and found that it was already more than eight o'clock. It was a bit too much to stay in bed until more than eight o'clock in summer. So Mr. Yu decided to stay in bed for a little longer.
Lying in bed, thinking of last night.
After attending the Party of Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon, a man naturally left with her and Li Youhu. He thought he would stay in Manhattan, but he came here by helicopter. Then he found that there were a group of girls from the national style art troupe waiting in this mansion.
Obviously, it was arranged in advance.
What happened next can be imagined.
When a man and a group of girls changed their swimsuits and played in the open-air swimming pool, Mr. Yu refused, saying that he was a little tired and had a rest first.
For the first time, I was a little confused and didn't want to appear too easy to talk.
Not to mention with a group of girls much younger than her age.
It's a mess.
Some guy didn't force her to leave. As a result, she didn't fall asleep until late at night. She even had the idea that she didn't want to admit it. If he insisted strongly, she would be obedient.
Hateful man.
When it comes to nine o'clock, I still sit up, dress and wash, and leave the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
When I came to the corridor, it was quiet.
I knew that the master bedroom was on the other side, but I didn't dare to gather around to inquire. Moreover, they probably got up early.
As soon as he came down the stairs, he met the tall maid with a ponytail. Her name seemed to be Carmen case. In front of the girl whose face and figure were pressing her more than one head, Mr. Yu somewhat felt inferior. He politely said hello and subconsciously asked, ”Carmen, is Simon still there?”
Carmen case motioned to one side of the hall: ”the boss is in the study. Miss Yu, would you like to have breakfast first or go to the boss's side?”
”I'll have breakfast first,” Mr. Yu said subconsciously
Carmen happened to be going to the restaurant, and took Mr. Yu to the corridor on the other side.
Yu teacher followed behind, a little hesitant, or can't help but ask: ”they all left?”
”You mean Miss Li and them?”
”Yes.”
”They're not up yet,” Carmen said
Miss Yu subconsciously pick eyebrows.
Last night That's how crazy I was. I can't get up now.
When they came to the restaurant, Carmen and other teachers sat down, explained to the waitress a few words, and went to do their own things.
Miss Yu absently finished her breakfast, but there was no sound from the girls outside. She was obviously still sleeping. Another maid asked, so she said to say hello to someone and was taken to the door of a study.
After knocking on the door, the maid left. Mr. Yu heard the sound inside and pushed the door in. In the bright light of the morning, he saw the man sitting behind the big white desk.
However, because of the change of light, teacher Yu, who squinted a little, soon widened his eyes.
Because there is a little girl in the man's arms.
Just one look is the standard beauty embryo. See her look over, the little girl also raised a pair of black eyes to look at her, eyes, it seems, also with a little hostility.
”Sit down,” the man behind the desk said casually, closing one of the papers and changing another. He noticed her eyes and said with a smile, ”this is Miao Miao. Maybe you've met her mother, Shirley.”
Shirley is the English name of Ms. Liu since she came to the United States.
Mr. Yu often deals with the girls of Guofeng Art Troupe around Li Youhu. Last year, he met them once. He also heard Li Youhu talk about the mother and daughter for the first time.
It's just
As she walked to the sofa opposite the desk and sat down, Mr. Yu looked at the little girl again. It was mainly the posture of the girl nestling in the man's arms. It seemed that she was too intimate.
When she sat down, Simon let go of the girl and said, ”pour me a cup of coffee for my sister.” then he looked over and asked, ”what's going on at the Jinshu performing arts school?”
”It's OK. If everything goes well, we can start the first enrollment in the near future and start classes after the summer vacation.” Yu teacher said, see the little girl politely held a cup of coffee, quickly took it, whispered: ”thank you.”
After taking the cup for a moment, I noticed that the girl was wearing a small sleeveless T-shirt with navel exposed, short jeans pants and a pair of bare feet.
It's kind of sexy.
However, is this age too out of date?
There seems to be more.
Some guy, and this girl, her mother The idea comes here, Yu teacher thinks or don't want to go on.
Maybe my mind is too impure.
We need to reflect.
Looking at the little girl back to the man's arms after she turned to the desk, and whispered something in the man's ear, teacher Yu felt more and more unnatural, as if she had found something extraordinary and wanted to run away.Simon listened to a murmur's whisper and pushed the girl with a smile: ”you go out to play first. I'll take you to the dance in the afternoon.”
When the little girl heard that Simon was not happy to drive people away, she put her mouth in a pettish way and put her arms around Simon's neck. After a while, she left the study obediently.
Mr. Yu waited for Miao to leave before he relaxed. He was also curious. Just now, the girl whispered something in the man's ear. She looked at the man and noticed that he was just looking at himself and reacting a little.
Bad.
It can't be dark circles, can it?
Inexplicable and guilty.
After all, she should have had an early rest last night. The appearance of dark circles under her eyes doesn't mean anything.
Miao just said that Mr. Yu has dark circles under his eyes.
It's very light.
If you don't pay attention to it, you can't find it. Simon doesn't watch it much, let alone make fun of it. He talks about business again: ”China certainly doesn't lack performing arts schools. In addition to the big mountains such as China Opera and Beijing film, many universities also have performance departments. The problem is the lack of practical opportunities. My expectation for Jinshu performing arts school is to become a TVB wireless artist training class in Hong Kong. By the way, do you know that? ”