"Dear passengers, we have arrived at Shanghai Station..."
As the sound rang out, the passengers on the train busied themselves. Gao Ruoyun stood up and picked up her suitcase from above.
"Ouch..."
The suitcase accidentally bumped into a pedestrian's foot—a stylishly dressed woman.
"Watch out! You've hit someone!" The fashionable woman's brows furrowed with anger as she patted her shoes, saying with a hint of heartache, "These shoes are a limited edition, do you know how much they're worth?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Gao Ruoyun hurriedly apologized, but she was bumped into and lost her balance, stepping on the other person's shoe. She immediately panicked.
"You..." The fashionable woman pointed at Gao Ruoyun, not knowing what to say.
"Never mind, they didn't do it on purpose," the fashionable woman's friend said, trying to smooth things over for Gao Ruoyun.
The fashionable woman muttered a few words to herself, glared at Gao Ruoyun, and left angrily.
"Sigh!" Gao Ruoyun sighed, "Why are people in Shanghai so short-tempered..."
She packed her luggage, got off the train, went through the ticket gate, and walked out of the station. What came into view was a bustling international metropolis, crowded with people, skyscrapers, and buildings of diverse styles...
Gao Ruoyun was trying to contact her daughter, but her phone was dead. She frowned slightly, but luckily she remembered her daughter's phone number. She looked around, her eyes lit up, and she saw the fashionable woman and the woman who had helped her out. After thinking for a moment, she stepped forward and said, "Young lady, my phone is dead. Can I borrow your phone to contact my daughter? Thank you."
"no problem."
The woman who came to the rescue was about to hand over her phone when the fashionable woman quickly stopped her, saying, "Sister Jing, be careful, it might be a scam."
“My aunt came to Shanghai with us, she wouldn’t go to such lengths to lie to me,” Sister Jing said.
The fashionable woman muttered, "That's not necessarily true. You have to be careful when you're out and about. There are a lot of scammers in Shanghai, you know how some of them are..."
Although Gao Ruoyun couldn't understand the Shanghai dialect that followed, she could tell that the other person was mocking her, and she looked somewhat embarrassed.
If I weren't unable to understand it, I would definitely want to debate with the other party.
"I'm sorry to have bothered you." Gao Ruoyun had no choice but to leave.
"What are you doing? They didn't offend you," Sister Jing said.
"Sorry to offend me, my shoes are very expensive, and there are too many out-of-towners in Shanghai now. It's hard to find the taste of my childhood. I hope all the out-of-towners leave," the fashionable woman replied, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she tugged at her companion's sleeve excitedly, saying:
"Hey, Jing-jie, look! Isn't that the Bentley we were talking about the other day? It's worth millions, and it's so cool!"
Their pupils dilated, their faces filled with surprise.
The Bentley pulled up next to the middle-aged woman, and two people got out, a man and a woman. The man was handsome and dashing, and the woman had an extraordinary air about her. She bore a resemblance to the middle-aged woman in her features and called her "Mother."
In an instant, the fashionable woman blushed, feeling an indescribable embarrassment, wishing she could disappear into a mouse hole.
The arrogance and sense of superiority that had just been there vanished in an instant, leaving only endless inferiority.
What made me feel even more inferior was that the middle-aged woman's daughter was so beautiful. She was wearing a floral dress, and she was elegant and refined. Her features were delicate and harmonious, with a straight nose, rosy lips, and fair and delicate skin, like a piece of finely crafted porcelain, exuding a natural luster.
She has a very unique temperament, possessing both feminine grace and independence and confidence.
"Mom, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, we're late." Zhong Tingyue held Gao Ruoyun's arm. "Did anything happen?"
"It's nothing." The moment she saw her daughter, Gao Ruoyun's heart relaxed, and she shook her head and said, "It's just... people in Shanghai seem to have a bad temper."
He then looked at Chu Fang and said softly, "Little Chu, I'm sorry to bother you and disturb your work."
"Hey, don't say that." Chu Fang waved his hand. "My work is fine, and it's my duty to pick you up. Auntie, you seem to be more energetic than last time."
"No." Gao Ruoyun smiled.
Chu Fang then placed his mother-in-law's suitcases in the trunk. There were three suitcases in total, and each one was quite heavy.
He greatly admired his mother-in-law's strength, which surpassed that of 95% of young people.
Seemingly sensing Chu Fang's thoughts, Gao Ruoyun said, "Local specialties from our hometown."
After settling his suitcase, Chu Fang sat in the driver's seat and drove away.
Gao Ruoyun asked, "By the way, where's your little girl?"
“She’s in class,” Zhong Tingyue replied. “It’s almost six o’clock, perfect timing for us to pick her up.”
It seems that every child appears so innocent in front of their parents, and Zhong Tingyue is no exception.
She, who was usually quiet and aloof, chattered away as she introduced the scenery and attractions of Shanghai to her mother.
We arrived at Yulin Middle School in no time.
Gao Ruoyun compared her hometown and Yulin High School in her mind. The two were not on the same level. Yulin High School was located in Shanghai and exuded an air of nobility.
"Xiao Chu, it's really kind of you to send Rou Rou to this school. I don't know how to thank you enough," Gao Ruoyun said softly.
Although she was a rural woman who had never seen much of the world, she knew how much thought and effort it took to send a child to such a good school.
All of this is thanks to Chu Fang.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Chu Fang replied.
The three waited outside the school for a moment, and then they saw a figure rushing out from inside, like a dashing female knight-errant, calling out as she ran, "Mother~~~"
Zhong Rou nestled into Gao Ruoyun's arms like a fledgling pigeon, hugging her mother tightly around the waist: "Mother, I missed you."
“You’re such a grown-up…” Gao Ruoyun stopped mid-sentence, gently comforting her little daughter, “Mother’s here.”
The mother and daughter cuddled for a while. Gao Ruoyun looked at her little girl, who was wearing a school uniform, with her neat short hair fluttering in the wind. Her large, bright eyes seemed to hold the stars and the sea, and her whole body seemed to exude a youthful vitality and a free and unrestrained spirit.
Gao Ruoyun raised an eyebrow.
Although her little girl was still as lively and playful as before, in her eyes, Zhong Rou had undergone a complete transformation.
She used to be a wild country girl, always laughing and joking around, but now Zhong Rou has a more extraordinary temperament. Gao Ruoyun couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt that her little girl had become even better.
Zhong Rou punched a leaf floating in the air. With a "ha!" the leaf swayed, and then she turned to Gao Ruoyun and asked, "Mom, am I handsome?"
“... ..."
Okay, the external appearance has changed, but the core remains the same.
Still like a little monkey.
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