At the exit of the airport, Ye Ningxuan was holding a cup of milk tea in each hand and looking towards the exit with cool black sunglasses on her face.
Back then, when his mother was forced into desperation, the little baby boy really hated him and often tried to block his business. However, when he understood the truth, the hatred in his heart disappeared.
Because he was in a trance, he didn't notice the surrounding environment for the time being, so his little body accidentally bumped into the body of a woman with a strong perfume smell, and the milk tea spilled out.
"Ah!" screamed, and the woman jumped away immediately.
"I'm sorry!" The little baby girl couldn't help but look up at the other person, and immediately apologized, and immediately took out the tissue on her body, "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to do it, I'll help you wipe it clean."
"Get your dirty hands off!"
"..." All the guilt on his face suddenly froze. Ye Ningxuan raised his head and looked at that arrogant face. He was very beautiful, but his expression was obviously annoying.
"What are you looking at, you uneducated wild child!"
The little baby girl tilted her lips and smiled, her eyes became deep, and her face was calm and unbecoming of his age, "Auntie, who is the more uneducated person to curse a five-year-old child?"
"You..." the woman became even more angry, "Which family are you from? Do you know how much my clothes are worth? Can you afford to pay..."
"Auntie," Ye Ningxuan stopped her, still with a faint smile on her lips, "The coat on your upper body was designed by the famous designer Miss Qiangwei last autumn, and this top and off-white skirt are perfect.
It’s a good match, but it’s a pity that you paired it with shorts and stockings, which not only made the top worthless, but also completely ruined the ladylike temperament you originally intended to disguise, Auntie!”
The childlike and innocent voice, the gentle tone, was actually saying the most vicious words. Looking at the other party's face that was green with anger, Ye Ningxuan planned to keep up his efforts.
If there is any similarity between him and his mother, it would be this: I will be polite to others if they don’t offend me, and I will kill them if they offend me!
"The taste of clothes is important, not the price. Auntie, I don't know what style you want to express with this mix and match, but the way you wear it really insults the designer's hard work."
"you…"
"Auntie, you can look back at the sister on your right. Although she doesn't have a brand name on her body from beginning to end, does she look pure and elegant?"
"You..." The woman raised her hands angrily, but...
"What are you doing?!" A man's voice was low, rich, but stiff and cold, enough to freeze all emotions!
Upon hearing the figure, Siyi's face suddenly became excited, and her eyes seemed to suddenly shine with light, but there was some kind of anxiety deep in her eyes.
This is the first time I’ve seen him in person!
The little baby girl immediately adjusted the sunglasses on her face and looked up.
A slender figure stood quietly in the crowd. Apart from his peerless appearance, he only gave people the feeling of being cold!
Cold to the bone, cold to the core, cold to the core, cold to the point of victory!
Surprisingly, there was no one around the man. His cold body was wrapped in a black suit, but his whole body exuded a compelling aura. Even though he was just standing silently, people passing by could not ignore his presence.
There is unhidden wisdom in the deep eyes, and the beautiful face is a bit unreal, with a cold expression, but a fatal elegance.
He is An Yichen, a legend in the business world, with an iron-fisted style, bold decisions, and a wise mind. He has rescued Anshi from crises several times and became the CEO of Anshi Group with high prestige.
At this moment, An Yichen was looking down at the little figure next to him. Although the little baby was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his face clearly, he felt familiar.
The softest part of his heart was touched by something. It was a little sour and a little warm. It felt strange and he didn't reject it.