Chapter 682 (1/2)

Xiaoxiao's mouth twitches, can't he, this he knows? Spit out the tip of her tongue, she deliberately made a face: ”you care!”

It seemed that he was about to wring his forehead, and he was angry.

Xuanyuan strong angry she is not the first time to see, she does not want to be tortured by this man, taking advantage of his inattention, brush to open the door.

The car is running.

She turned her head and looked at xuanyuanlie: ”goodbye! Thank you for your information. Mr. Xuanyuan She jumped out of the car as quickly as a cat. She jumped away from so many cars.

Because the door opened, the strong wind mat rolled into the car, blowing his black hair, he clenched his hands into a fist, supporting his cheek, ah, this woman is really a wild cat, never stop.

Jumping out of the car left her covered in dust. Back to my humble home.

It's noon now.

”What's wrong with you, miss? How could it be so messy? ” The housekeeper came forward.

Xiaoxiao patted the dust on her body: ”nothing. I fell down and got dirty. Is my mother at home? ”

”Yes, Madame is in the study.”

”Well, I'll find her myself.” Xiaoxiao walked into the house as if nothing had happened.

Looking at her back, the housekeeper shook his head. The little girl was just a little girl. She didn't look like a lady. Although a bit bold, but how can such a girl be a lady's opponent.

Xiaoxiao has always maintained her usual smile. When the servant smiles at her, she still smiles, but when Xiaoxiao walks past.

”Miss, you don't look like a lady at all. It's so dirty

”It is said that the young lady has been lost for nearly 20 years. Do you understand? It's called pheasant changing into Phoenix. ”

There will always be whispers behind.

Xiaoxiao has heard these people for a long time. From the moment she just returned to this home, she would occasionally hear the sarcasm behind their backs.

Perhaps she had been immersed in the joy of home, no time to worry about these, and now. She will not compromise!

”Mom.” She rushed into the study.

Beichuanxiang was looking at something when she was suddenly disturbed and frowned. She looked up and saw Xiaoxiao. She instantly gave a smile: ”Xiaoxiao, it's you. How can you come back in three days. Not much to play in France? ”

”No, I miss my mother, so I came back.”

”What a sweet little cotton padded jacket for my mother.” Kitagawa brings up a loving smile. Well, if the daughter is so immersed in it, she will do better to her.

”Mom.” Xiaoxiao walked to the desk, hands on the desk: ”by the way, mom, after Dad died, did you leave any last words?”