In the dimly lit room, beautiful piano music was flowing. Han Zixi was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, with a photo album spread out on her lap. It was full of photos of Anne from childhood to adulthood. In the vague place, she could vaguely see the shadow of someone.
.
That was the love of his life, a woman who would make him hurt and drive him crazy.
Next to the sofa, there is a little person nestling.
Anne yawned, "Uncle, it's so boring~"
Turning his head, Han Zixi smiled and put away the photo album, then picked her up and put her on his lap, "Anne, tell uncle, what do you want to play?"
Han Zixi dotes on this little girl almost to the core. As long as it is what she wants to do and get, he will help her get it at all costs! However, Anne is a little devil who loves to tease people and is constantly in trouble.
None of his men had ever suffered from her, and when they saw her they would take a detour as if they were seeing a little devil.
Anne rolled her eyes, pulled her uncle's collar and said coquettishly, "I want to go to school!"
"Go to school?" Han Zixi was taken aback and pinched her little face in a funny way, "You, do you want to go to school, or do you want to go there to find classmates to play with you?"
"Hehe," Anne smiled coquettishly and snuggled into her uncle's arms, "Oh, uncle, I have to go."
As long as she acts coquettishly, Han Zixi will be able to do anything, and even big things will depend on her, "Okay, okay, uncle will send you to school tomorrow."
"Thank you, uncle!" Anne gave him a kiss on the face. Then she jumped back to the room to make some special preparations for tomorrow's enrollment.
Looking at her, Han Zixi's affection was beyond words. At this moment, someone next to her handed her a phone call, "Master Huokui's phone number."
"Well," Han Zixi took it, "Kui, what's the matter?"
"There is a mission."
"Now?"
"Why, is it inconvenient?"
Han Zixi frowned slightly, glanced worriedly at the direction where Anne disappeared, and slowly lowered his eyes, "It's nothing, tell me, what's the mission?"
After hanging up the phone, he called his confidant, "Shu Zai, I'm leaving for a few days."
"Uh, what about Miss Anne?"
"She stays here. Protect her during my absence. If she loses one hair..."
Su Zai immediately answered, "Don't worry, young master, I will leave Miss Anne to me! If she loses even one hair, I will pull out all my hair!"
The next day, Anne was dressed neatly and stood in front of the director holding Suzi's hand.
Suzai lowered his head cautiously, "Yuan, Director, this is mine..."
Anne shook her head helplessly, and immediately said sweetly, "Hello, director, my name is Anne, and this is my uncle."
"Yes, yes, I am her uncle." Suzai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
The principal smiled and said, "Hello, little Anne," he raised his head, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the potato boy who was dressed in black with a pair of sunglasses on his face. He looked like a gangster no matter how he looked, and asked tentatively,
"Excuse me, what line of work does Mr. Han do?"
"I am……"
"My uncle is an actor." Anne smiled cutely, "My uncle has played many roles. The movie he is filming now plays a killer."
"Oh~ turns out to be an actor." The principal smiled, "No wonder."
Even when facing dozens of gangster enemies with machetes in their hands, Tu Zai has never been so nervous as he is now. He pushed Anne to the director, and he turned around and ran away, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry to film!"
"Goodbye uncle."
The teacher took Anne into the small class, and she immediately saw Andy. Next to him, there were several little girls gathered around, desperately trying to pass food to him.
After the teacher introduced him, Anne walked directly up to him, forcefully pushed the other children aside, pointed at Andy, and said, "I want to sit with him."
"No!" Several little girls immediately stood up and protected Andy in the center, "He belongs to us, so he won't sit with a wild girl like you!"
"Haha, I have to sit here!" Anne swung her small schoolbag and sat next to Andy, raising her head and looking at the people provocatively.
"You..." the little girls immediately ran to the teacher, "Teacher, teacher, she is a bad boy, we don't want her to play with us!"
"Uh..." The teacher was a little embarrassed. Every kid in the class had a background. He wanted Anne to apologize, but the latter made it clear that she would not repent.
For a moment, the classroom was noisy. Andy frowned and looked at Anne who was chewing gum, "You..."
"What are you? I have a name, my name is anne! A-N-N-E, anne, OK?"
"Oh," Andy was much weakened by her aura, "Well, how can you bully other girls?"
"Please, why did I bully them? They were the ones who were clamoring not to play with me. Humph, I don't want to play with those idiots who only know Brother Ha!"
Andy was speechless. He was obviously taller than her, but in front of her, he always seemed to be half a head shorter.
The teacher finally persuaded the crying little girl and promised that she could change seats once a week. Then everyone dispersed and then glared angrily at Anne who was making faces at them.
"Children, tomorrow is a parent-child day. Have you told your parents?"
"have!"
Anne's little face froze when she heard "Parent-Child Day" and she bumped into Andy who was listening carefully next to her, "What is that?"
"Oh, it's very fun to have mom and dad come to school to play with us."
The words "Mom and Dad" dimmed the luster on Anne's face.
After class, the children were bragging to each other about their parents, but Anne was the only one sitting in the corner, silent.
She has no parents, only one uncle. But, so what? Her uncle is also very powerful, I don’t know how handsome he is!
The little girls from before came around again, "Hey, what do your parents do?"
Anne lazily raised her head, "Why do I have to tell you?"
"Oh, I know!" someone immediately said, "Her parents must be ugly!"
"Haha," several people immediately burst into laughter.
"Try to laugh again!" Anne stood up, her face flushed with anger.