seventy little lucky wife

Lu Siyu's part-time job this time was in a high-end hotel, but it was too high-end and gave a lot of money, which made Lu Siyu feel a little uneasy.

The classmates who came together did not expect that Lu Siyu, who usually looks very talkative, would say such a thing.

"But we have already come, and the money given this time is quite a lot." The classmate said in a low voice, "Just let us wait here, it doesn't matter."

Lu Siyu pinched the hem of his clothes and thought for a while and said, "Then why don't you stay here, I'll go back first."

She always feels bad.

My sister-in-law said that sometimes people have to trust their instincts.

"We didn't have this kind of part-time job before," she said. "I can earn money by trying on a few clothes. I always feel that the money comes too easily."

"What's the matter," said the classmate, "maybe it's because we are beautiful."

But Lu Siyu didn't think so.

"Then you guys do it, I'll go first." Lu Siyu whispered.

"Lu Siyu," the leading classmate said angrily, "What do you mean, didn't we agree before? If you leave, what are we?"

"If you have a part-time job in the future, we won't call you."

"If you want to do this, then go." The leading boy said angrily.

"Senior Chen, don't be angry, Xiaoyu doesn't mean that." A classmate who has a good relationship with Lu Siyu said, and lightly tugged on Lu Siyu's clothes, "Let's wait a little longer."

Lu Siyu thought for a while, and finally nodded.

When she looked up, she happened to see Zhou Jinxuan, the doctor who treated her legs that day, and inexplicably remembered what happened on the stairs that time, and her face blushed again.

After waiting for a while, there was movement on their side.

The hostess lady in cheongsam led them in, "There are some clothes here, try them on."

"This girl," said the cheongsam lady, "please come with me."

"Me?" Lu Siyu pointed to herself and said.

"Yes." Miss Manners said.

"Is there something wrong?" Lu Siyu asked uncertainly.

Why call her out alone.

"It's like this," said the hostess lady, "You have a very good figure. We have an evening dress here that we need you to try on."

"But your figure is also very good." Lu Siyu said weakly.

The hostess smiled.

That's not the same.

"Then you take your clothes here," Lu Siyu said hesitantly, "I'll change here."

"That's okay." Miss Manners smiled.

It's just that when Lu Siyu got the clothes, his complexion became dark, "I don't know how to wear these clothes."

So much was revealed.

"It's a dress, that's all," explained the hostess.

"Anyway, I don't wear them," Lu Siyu said with a straight face, "I won't do this part-time job."

Let's go.

And at this moment, another woman came in and said to Miss Manners, she nodded, "That's fine, then look at the clothes you would like to wear in the past few years?"

Lu Siyu actually didn't want to.

After all, although there is a special room for them to change clothes, it always feels a little weird.

It was as if someone was spying on her in the dark.

"Let's go." A girl who has a good relationship with Lu Siyu pulled her, "We share a room, I think this dress is pretty, you should wear this."

Lu Siyu was dragged into the room by her like this.

Sometimes people have to believe their own feelings, like Lu Siyu now, her feelings are actually not wrong.

In another room, the woman said flatly to the person next to her, "Can I trouble you to avoid it for a while."

"Okay," the man said as he turned the wheelchair, "the doctor I made an appointment with has arrived. I'll go see the doctor first."

"Wait for me." The man turned the wheelchair and left.

When I got to the door, I suddenly heard a woman's voice, "What are you doing all this for?"

Her voice has a hoarse and tired voice that is different from her appearance, "If she is really my daughter and knows that I used this method just to see the mole on her body, what do you think she will think?"

"Do you think she will recognize me?"

The man curled his hand on the doorknob and said, "I'm doing this for your own good too."

"Really?" The woman smiled faintly, "I've been in a coma all these years, but I'm not stupid."

Fortunately, she can tell the difference clearly.

Moreover, she obviously wanted to go back and take a look, but he didn't allow it anyway, and said that when his leg was healed, he would go back with her.

But she knew that this was just an excuse for him.

His leg has been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years, and the root cause of the disease was because he was injured when they came out together and was not treated in time.

The root cause of the decades-old disease, does it mean that it can be cured if it can be cured?
With these words, does he still think that he is that ignorant woman back then?
She has been in a coma for many years, but it doesn't mean she is a stupid and brainless person. Can she tell the truth or prevaricate her?

I met this girl by accident that day because I saw her working part-time on the street.

At that time, she didn't know why she walked over, but thinking about it now, maybe it was a kind of natural fate between mother and daughter, which made them meet on the streets of Kyoto.

She bumped into her accidentally, the girl not only didn't get angry, but smiled and helped her to sit aside, and even asked her in detail if she felt any discomfort.

What a kind little girl.

When she first saw her, she fell in love with this little girl.

But before she could ask her name, he appeared in a hurry and took her away.

With a panic she had never seen on his face, he said, "I have news about them, let's go."

Before leaving, she heard her other classmates calling her Lu Siyu.

Her heart tightened.

Lu Siyu.

There is only one letter difference from her eldest daughter's name.

When she left, the younger daughter's name hadn't been decided yet, but it was a rainy day when she left.

Could it be that this is the name the old lady gave her little daughter?

In fact, a name can say it all.

It's ridiculous that the man actually said he didn't believe it, and then arranged for this to happen.

"I don't know what you are afraid of?" The woman turned her head and looked at the man with gray hair on the wheelchair, "My lord, so, what are you worried about?"

To arrange such a ridiculous thing.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" The man felt a little run away, he didn't even want to turn around, opened the door and said, "Rourou, I'll go to the doctor first."

Gu Qingrou shook her head.