The nanny was a little surprised and didn't dare to say much. She hurried upstairs to take care of Zhang Xin's little daughter.
"Mom, look, the bad sister is actually polishing other people's shoes, but she looks so pretty when she does it!"
Xiaoxuan was still chattering there.
"Lin Yao is shining shoes for someone?"
Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment, then took her son's phone, looked down at it, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly:
"That's her sister. You saw her at the last wedding."
"Oh, it's the unhappy sister?" Xiaoxuan immediately remembered that he and Zhang Xin were present at Lin Yao's wedding and saw Liu Duidui, but Liu Duidui had a stern face throughout the whole process, so Xiaoxuan named her the unhappy sister.
As he was speaking, he saw that his mother had not even changed her shoes, but was just holding her cell phone and looking at it, with a smile on her face from time to time.
Xiaoxuan said warily, "Mom, you're not in love with that bad auntie too, are you? No, I liked her first, you can't compete with me!"
The smile on Zhang Xin's face immediately faded, and she returned to her cold expression: "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you done your homework?!"
"It's not done yet." Xiaoxuan's voice immediately became lower.
"Go and do it!" Zhang Xin said with a cold face.
"Oh." Xiaoxuan walked away dejectedly.
"Xiaoxuan." Zhang Xin called him from behind and asked:
"If I were competing against the badass aunt, who would you support?"
Xiaoxuan asked curiously, "Mom, didn't you compete last time? Didn't you get bullied by that bad aunt?"
Zhang Xin's chest heaved as she said expressionlessly, "If you can't finish your homework before eleven o'clock, you can't go out to play this afternoon."
"Ah, I'll do it right away!" Xiaoxuan ran away with a sad face.
Zhang Xin snorted, lowered her head and looked at her phone again. Looking at the photo of Lin Yao bending down to polish Liu Duidui's shoes, her eyes showed longing and tenderness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up again.
"very nice......"
At this moment, the phone in the bag rang. It was WeChat.
She took out her cell phone and was slightly startled.
It turned out to be a WeChat message from Lin Yao.
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