Chapter 358 Deng Sisicheng Didn’t Lie to Me

Xiao Tiantian had disappeared without a trace, but Tang Yuye seemed to want to hang out with us.

I asked Tang Yuye, "Why aren't you with Xiao Tiantian and the others?"

"They said they don't want to play anymore, but I haven't had enough, so I came to join you." At this time, she looked innocent and naive.

After all, she graduated from a film academy, and her face changing is so smooth.

She turned to look at me with a complicated expression: "Are you the new girlfriend of my cousin Xiao?"

New girlfriend? I curled my lips and replied somewhat unhappily, "Yes, I am Xiao Shiqiu's girlfriend. I guess you will have to call me aunt from now on."

She stared at me for a while and said in an incredible tone, "Then Tiantian will have to call you stepmother from now on, right?"

I dug my toes into the ground in embarrassment: "Haha, that should be the case." I felt so good about it last time, but why did it feel so awkward after this girl mentioned it?

Just when I thought she was going to say something shocking, she heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest. "Fortunately, fortunately, the Xiangjiang Villa didn't fall into the hands of outsiders. You should have said it earlier. Anyway, the things didn't leave our house. I was worried for nothing."

She has automatically classified me as part of Xiao Tiantian's family.

Just like that, with Tang Yuye's enthusiastic self-recommendation, she became our happy playmate.

The outgoing and cheerful Tang Yuye was like a child, talking to us non-stop without any ulterior motives.

"Technicians No. 16 and No. 23 are the best. My aunt and I each have one. Don't try to snatch it from us."

"The Indian frankincense essential oil here is the most authentic. Of course, if you guys are men, you can also choose Madagascar ylang ylang essential oil, hehe."

"Drinking a glass of birch water after a bath is so relaxing and moisturizing."

We were a little helpless about this chattering little girl. Only Huang Tianyi, the community leader, would chat with her from time to time. I would just respond perfunctorily occasionally.

Xiao Yan, who was also a social bull, remained basically silent. I wonder if it was because Tang Yuye’s previous class remarks made her feel uncomfortable.

But I didn't ask her. People who have worked as criminal police should not be so mentally fragile.

After all, it makes people feel uncomfortable to say it, but class is something that does exist and cannot be denied.

Before I met Xiao Shiqiu, I had no idea what life was like for people of their class.

To be honest, this is the first time I have had a SPA in my life.

It’s not that I can’t afford it. My mother regularly goes to a beauty salon near the community for SPA, which is said to relax the body and mind.

I also wanted to go when I was in high school, but the academic pressure was so great that my hair was falling out.

But she said that SPA is something that only children can do, and it is something that women in their thirties or forties would do.

This has led me to believe that SPA contains something mysterious and inappropriate for young girls.

It wasn't until one day when I went home and Deng Sisi boasted to me about how comfortable the SPA was that I realized I had been deceived by my mother again.

Alas, it’s the psychological shadow brought by Deng Sisi again.

At this moment, I was lying on the massage bed, smelling the fragrance of essential oils. The technician used just the right strength, and I felt so comfortable that I wanted to sigh.

Although Deng Sisi is annoying, at least she didn't lie to me.

Just as I was dozing off to the soft music, my cell phone rang.

I felt weak all over and didn't want to move. The technician kindly handed the phone to me. I squinted my eyes and saw that it was my uncle calling.

I pressed the answer button and said lazily, "Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The uncle hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Mengmeng, are you still taking a nap now?"

Then, as if he had thought of a reason, he said, "That's right. You shouldn't have many classes in your senior year. Your uncle's case will be heard in court next week. Will you come?"