A strange feeling of disgust arose in her heart, and Xiao Yu'er lowered her eyes to cover up the flash of indifference in her eyes.
"It doesn't matter, I can help you pay for all the expenses until your scar disappears." Lan Yashu said softly.
"Is it like the orphanage that Madam funded a few days ago?" Xiao Yu'er didn't raise her eyes, but felt a chill in her heart, "Just...pity?"
"No...I..." Lan Yashu was surprised by the bitterness and loneliness on Xiao Yuer's face. Her heart palpitated inexplicably and she was speechless.
"Oh, I'm sorry, madam, I lost my composure." Xiao Yu'er smiled at Lan Yashu, feeling annoyed at her own loss of composure.
She knew that Lan Yashu lived in seclusion on weekdays. Apart from attending some charity activities, she rarely communicated with others and was not good at communicating with others.
She has no position to accuse her, after all, she doesn't know who she is...
"It's okay." Facing Xiao Yu'er, Lan Yashu always felt a little at a loss, but she was unwilling to let Xiao Yu'er go like this, "Yu'er, I live in the front, and I'm usually alone at home.
I’m very lonely, would you like to go home with me and have a cup of tea?”
Home!
Her home!
Looking at the direction Lan Yashu was pointing, Xiao Yuer had desire in her eyes...
Home!
The happiest and most beautiful words in her dream!
However, the brother in her family is not what she imagined...
"Yu'er?" Lan Yashu invited again, "Auntie really wants to invite you over as a guest. If you have time, would you like to accompany her for a cup of tea?"
Xiao Yuer smiled lightly.
Her mother is very simple!
Could it be that when she meets passers-by on the street, she always strikes up a conversation with them and then takes them home for tea?
Do Bu Qingyun and Wei Jinghong and his son really need more bodyguards at home?
Lan Yashu looked at Xiao Yu'er's smile again and lost her focus.
"Yu'er, Auntie thinks she likes you very much." Lan Yashu blurted out these words without thinking.
……☆yu★xiao★xi☆……
Walking into the living room of the family villa, Xiao Yu'er looked around.
It can be seen from the noble but elegant furnishings in the hall that the owner of the Bu family is a person with high taste and style who pays great attention to his own cultivation.
"Yu'er, come sit with Auntie." Lan Yashu went upstairs and changed into a beige home robe, then came down and asked Xiao Yu'er to sit down next to her.
A servant brought tea, a valuable white jade tea set, the dense heat and the light fragrance of tea.
The Bu family's life is filled with the nobility and elegance of high-ranking officials in the upper class.
And her life as Xiao Yuer...
Hiding the bitterness in her heart, Xiao Yu'er picked up the tea cup and took a sip on her lips. It was the same as the taste in her heart...bitter.
"This is the best Pu'er tea. Although it is a bit bitter in the mouth, it can nourish the stomach, beautify the body, lower lipids and resist aging. It is known as the beauty tea among teas. If you like it, Auntie can bring you some when you leave." Lan Yashu
He didn't drink tea, but just looked at Xiao Yu'er intently. The more he looked at her, the more inexplicably he fell in love with her.
"Thank you, Auntie." Xiao Yuer chuckled.
She never drinks tea, only drinks.
Years of suffering have made her develop the habit of pouring a glass of red wine and sipping lightly when she is troubled and sad, letting the sweet taste permeate her lips, teeth and heart, numbing her already riddled soul...
