She thought it would be better to settle Baoer down quickly.
Otherwise, if the people next door hear it, they will definitely say that they are uneducated.
"Hmph." Situ Bao'er snorted, as if he was still a little dissatisfied, "Mom knows how to deal with Bao'er... She is obviously prettier than Miss Shanda, and her double eyelids were cut... Others can see
Even if I don’t come out, I can tell at a glance..."
"Situ Bao'er, you're not young anymore. You're comparing yourself to others in beauty all day long, aren't you ashamed?"
The person who spoke was the voice of another young man, who sounded about fourteen or fifteen years old, but the old god's tone sounded like that of an adult.
"Tch~ Brother will say bad things about Bao'er~ I see you usually don't treat those beautiful sisters in your class like this!"
"That's polite, polite, do you understand?!"
"Come on, don't you think I'm underdeveloped and just a yellow-haired girl? When I grow up, I'm going to blind you!"
"you--!"
The girl got back the game and stuck out her tongue happily.
Jasmine could almost imagine her arrogant and cute appearance, exactly the same as herself back then.
He is innocent, willful and arrogant, thinking that all the good things in this world should belong to him.
She lowered her head sadly.
But at this moment, a steady male voice spoke authoritatively from the side: "Okay, okay, Bao'er, shut up!"
"Dad just knows how to speak up for my brother!"
"Both of you have problems, and so does my brother. Why do boys and little girls quarrel? And Bao'er, how many times have I told you not to speak loudly in public, otherwise, the sports car dad promised to buy you this year will be ruined.
there is none left."
"Ah, no, I want a sports car, and Bao'er wants that pink sports car, that limited edition, driven by Barbie!" When Bao'er heard that his father was threatening his own sports car, he was as anxious as anything.
“You haven’t got your driver’s license yet!!”
"It doesn't matter if you don't get it, I want my brother to drive me!"
"Your brother doesn't want to drive a pink sports car~!"
"Then I want it too! I want Grandpa Cai to drive me!"
"Your Grandpa Cai has already retired, he's so old!"
"I don't care, I don't care!!!!"
Pouting her little mouth, if there wasn't a table in the middle, Situ Baoer would have climbed onto his father's body.
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The man's voice just now made Jasmine's heart feel like a surging sea, with mixed feelings.
For a moment, her throat was choked and she couldn't say anything.
Of course she could tell that it was her father's voice.
"Dad..." She silently recited these two words in her heart, her eyes slightly red.
She has not seen her father for more than ten years. Since she left city a, she has really never seen her father again.
Although every time her father came to London, he sent her an email and asked to meet.
However, Jasmine never replied. After her father returned to China, she apologized and replied to the email saying that she was too busy, and her father could only sigh.
It wasn't that she didn't want to see her father, but she told herself that if she saw her father, maybe she would remember everything that happened back then, indulge herself, and forget how to be strong.
It took her a long, long time to learn how to be strong, and it took her a long, long time to tell herself that she was no longer the carefree princess.
She does everything, working until the soles of her feet are blistered.
Even her mother told her that there was no need to work so hard. After all, the conditions of the Smith family were pretty good, but Jasmine felt that she needed to work as hard as ordinary people because everything she once had did not belong to her.
This chapter has been completed!