Tang Yaoyao pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and then called out, "Big brother, stop the car here, I'll go inside and take a look."
This street is lined with clothing stores.
Fu Xiuchen asked, "Buying clothes? Buying them for Shi Qianqian?"
"Mmm," Tang Yaoyao responded softly.
Fu Xiuchen gazed at Tang Yaoyao and smiled slightly. He was afraid that Tang Yaoyao would feel that Shi Qianqian had stolen her favor.
On the surface, they seem unforgiving, but deep down they are sensitive and have a warm side.
"Yaoyao also cares about people other than her brother."
Tang Yaoyao said with disdain, "That child looks skinny and dressed like an old woman. It's disgusting to look at. I bought her a set of clothes because of Fifteenth Brother. Besides, her life is already very unfortunate. Even if I see a begging child on the street, I will give her some alms."
That's what she thought.
As Shi Qianqian recounted those events through tears, she felt a deep sense of empathy.
Shi Qianqian disliked her, but she didn't necessarily like her much either.
I simply can't stand her character.
Fu Xiuchen smiled without saying a word, then said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Tang Yaoyao went inside and chose a dress that suited Shi Qianqian. It was the smallest size and looked quite fresh and cute.
I'll take her home tomorrow and have her put it on.
That night, Tang Yaoyao had a somewhat heartbreaking dream.
A little girl, from the time she can walk, has to help her family with chores.
When I was seven or eight years old, I had to cook for myself by burning firewood.
If the food isn't cooked well, you'll get scolded.
He hit her with a bamboo stick while cursing her as a jinx.
The little girl dared not cry, afraid that her uncle and aunt would see her, so she could only shed tears secretly.
The aunt saw that the neighbor had given birth to a son, and then vented her anger and curses on the little girl.
He was harsh on her, scrimping and saving on her food and clothing, and it was rare for him to buy her a new piece of clothing in a year.
The little girl was wearing clothes that were hand-me-downs from other people and given to her.
She envied other people's children, but dared not say it, living a cautious and obedient life in front of her aunt.
Because she knew she wasn't their child, she was already incredibly fortunate to be able to live at home.
She woke up halfway through her dream.
It was already early morning.
Tang Yaoyao's eyes were still a little moist, as if she had just watched a TV series.
The door was pushed open, and Fu Xiuchen's handsome face darkened slightly: "Yaoyao, Shi Qianqian is missing."
Tang Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, still not fully awake from the dream: "How did she disappear? She was fine yesterday."
"Once we report the case, the police will cooperate with us."
What you fear most is what happens.
Yesterday, Tang Yaoyao said that Shi Qianqian shouldn't be allowed to wander around outside.
They went missing this morning.
The nanny was also very distressed and dared not sleep all night.
I check on it every three hours.
Around four or five in the morning, the nanny went in again, but Shi Qianqian was no longer on the bed.
She climbed out the window.
Deliberately trying to escape.
Tang Yaoyao didn't want Hero to know about this situation. She was Hero's younger sister. On the surface, Hero seemed indifferent, but who knew what he was thinking?
Tang Yaoyao was also nervous, wanting her biological younger sister, and dared not slack off: "Don't tell Fifteenth Brother yet, we must find her."
Fu Xiuchen hesitated for a moment, then said, "She will let us find it."
"Why?" Tang Yaoyao asked.
Fu Xiuchen said, "I'll tell you later."
Tang Yaoyao got ready early in the morning and ran into Hero as she came out.
He rarely got up late. His hair was messy, he was sleepy, and he was only wearing a light gray sweater. His neck was fair, his collarbone was distinct, his eyelids were raised and lowered, and his lips were pursed. He looked just like a well-behaved young man.
Upon seeing Tang Yaoyao, his gray eyes opened, and he went up to her and called out in a low, hoarse voice, "Yaoyao."
When Tang Yaoyao saw him smile, his eyes shining, she wondered if she was just imagining things.
She actually thought Hero was being coquettish.
"Fifteenth Brother."
Hero walked over, bent down slightly, and leaned his head lazily on Tang Yaoyao's shoulder, as if he had no bones: "Brother is hungry."
Tang Yaoyao was certain that Hero was being coquettish.
Then, by the way, he mentioned that he wanted to eat.
The younger sister should think of a solution.
To hell with Shi Qianqian!
First, let's take care of Brother Fifteen's stomach.
Tang Yaoyao originally wanted to go out to find someone, but now she wanted to take care of Hero first. She rolled up her sleeves and immediately said, "Fifteenth Brother, I'll go cook for you."
Hero said, "Don't we have servants at home?"
Tang Yaoyao said, "I'll make it for you. They've all had my lotus root soup before. This time, I'm going to make fried rice with eggs for my brother!"
It had a boastful tone.
She can cook.
Hero's grayish eyes deepened, filled with anticipation: "Really?"
"Of course."
"Okay." Hero came downstairs and sat obediently at the dining table. "I'll wait."
Tang Yaoyao watched as Hero sat at the dining table with his arms on his lap.
He did nothing, just stood there waiting for her fried rice, brimming with confidence.
Hero glanced around and asked, "Where's my brother? He should be busy at this time."
Tang Yaoyao said, "Big brother left early, and I'm going out later too."
Hero sensed something was wrong: "What is it?"
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