"Yes, Xiaoyun, please go in and tidy up!" Liu Bo said gently.
The girl named Xiaoyun nodded obediently, and then went in. When she saw Leng Xuan, she seemed a little surprised, because except for Uncle Liu, no other men usually appeared in the eldest lady's villa. Seeing that Leng Xuan was also there
Looking at herself, she suddenly turned red and seemed very shy. Then she smiled sheepishly and nodded towards Leng Xuan as a greeting. There were two faint smiles on her round little face.
The red dimples.
Leng Xuan paid special attention to Xiaoyun's eyes and found that there was a vague feeling of inferiority and self-deprecation in her watery eyes. This made him feel a movement in his heart and he couldn't help but feel sympathy.
Without saying anything, Xiaoyun just packed up, took the tableware and hurried out, as if she was afraid of meeting strangers.
Seeing that Leng Xuan had been watching Xiaoyun leave, Uncle Liu didn't understand the situation and thought that Leng Xuan had fallen in love with her. He smiled strangely and came over and said, "Yes, Mr. Leng, that's the Xiaoyun I mentioned just now."
Yun is responsible for the young lady’s catering. She has lived here for a few weeks before. However, the young lady prefers peace and quiet, so Xiaoyun went to live elsewhere. In addition to breakfast, she also delivers the lady’s lunch and dinner.
Come."
Leng Xuan has always been very tolerant of Ling Xuejiu, but when Uncle Liu said, "The lady prefers peace and quiet, so Xiaoyun went to live elsewhere," he felt inexplicably disgusted with Ling Xuejiu.
Although he had only been in contact with Ling Xuejiu for a few hours, he already had some understanding of Ling Xuejiao's character, so he felt that it must be Ling Xuejiu who drove Xiaoyun out.
As for why he had such thoughts and why he sympathized with Xiaoyun so much, he actually couldn't even explain it himself. He only felt that this petite and exquisite girl must have some unknown secrets, and this secret
It must be made up of pain, otherwise, her big watery eyes would not show the emotion of inferiority and self-deprecation.
Sighing secretly, Leng Xuan said to Uncle Liu: "It seems that she is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Is she still studying?"
"Yes!" Liu Bo said, "She is also in the same school as Miss, but she is one grade lower than Miss. Alas, speaking of it, this little girl is really pitiful."
"Oh?" Leng Xuan's heart moved, and he thought to himself, 'I guessed it,' but on the surface he said: "Uncle Liu, you said Xiaoyun is very pitiful, but you don't know where to start with this?"
Uncle Liu was silent for a moment and sighed: "I only know a rough idea. It is said that when Xiaoyun was young, her father beat her and her daughter every now and then because of drug abuse. Moreover, he also spent all the money in the family.
, and finally forced her mother to go out to sell sex, saying that if she didn't go, Xiaoyun would be beaten to death. Xiaoyun's mother felt sorry for her young daughter, so she had no choice but to swallow her anger and go out to sell... until Xiaoyun
When she was fifteen years old, her mother could no longer bear the physical and psychological trauma, and finally committed suicide by jumping into the river."
There was obviously a hint of coldness in Leng Xuan's eyes, and he said, "How could there be such a father in the world?"
Uncle Liu shook his head helplessly and continued: "After Xiaoyun's mother died, her father forced Xiaoyun to go to that place to make money to buy drugs because Xiaoyun had grown up..."