The fake daughter turned into a rich man, but you, Mr. Si, can’t reach that level.

Early the next morning.

Li Yusha looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Although the environment was quiet and beautiful, she was the only one in the whole building, including the courtyard.

Finally, a servant came over with a food box. Li Yusha stood up hurriedly, "Xiaolian, are you here?"

"Miss Yusha, why are you waiting here? It's cold, come inside quickly."

After Xiaolian entered the house, she put the food box on the dining table and laid out everything for breakfast.

Li Yusha looked at the extremely ordinary food in front of her. She was speechless and had to sit down to eat.

"Xiao Lian, the main building was so lively last night, is there anything worth celebrating?" Li Yusha asked.

"Have Miss Yusha ever heard of Midsummer? An internationally renowned singer. Her fans have been listening to her singing for three years and don’t even know what she looks like. She can be said to be the most mysterious singer in the world and a creation in the Chinese music scene. The genius...this person...is Miss Ouyan!"

Li Yusha deliberately made a surprised expression, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Last night, many servants asked her to sign autographs and take photos. Even the master and his wife became her fans. They surrounded Miss Ouyan and praised her. Miss Ouyan went to take a bath, and they were still singing Miss Ouyan in the living room. The songs are hilarious, so it feels very lively..."

"I just said there was faint singing and cheering last night..." Li Yusha didn't expect that she was suffering so much here alone, but having so much fun over there. The key was that her parents were still there. Can laugh out loud...

Those servants were too annoying, and they all started to fawn over Ou Yan and cuddle up to Ou Yan...

In the past, when she was the only Miss Yusha in this family, everyone was rushing to please her...

What a fool, falling on both sides!

After Li Yusha finished breakfast, she took out the things she made and put them all in the food box.

"I see that there are unopened flour and milk in the kitchen here. I followed the videos on the Internet and made some milk steamed buns for my parents and sister. You can take them over and give them to them..."

Xiaolian saw that Miss Yusha made the steamed buns in a stylish and flower-like shape, and was amazed by Miss Yusha's hands-on ability and her deep heart.

"I also made noodles with flour. There were some vegetables and melons in the yard behind, plus unopened canned ham, etc. I made three bowls of vegetable ham noodles. I don't know if they tasted good or not, or whether they liked it... "

Li Yusha put three more bowls of noodles into the food box, closed the lid, and took out two neatly folded A4 papers.

"This is a letter I wrote to my parents. This one is addressed to my sister. Please pass it on to them."

Her tone was particularly sincere, like a person who knew her mistakes and wanted to correct them. Xiaolian was moved by her.

"If Master, Madam and Miss Ouyan see the breakfast you made by yourself and read the letter, they will definitely forgive you."

"I just hope they are happy and don't be unhappy because of me. The Chinese New Year is coming soon..." Li Yusha said this and looked at the courtyard outside, like a grounded person, her eyes showing her desire for freedom. longing, and missing my family.

"I'll send it to Miss Yusha right now!" Xiaolian hurriedly hurriedly arrived at the dining table, only to find that the master, his wife, and Miss Ouyan had already finished breakfast.

She hurriedly took out the breakfast made by Miss Yusha and the letter she wrote, but Song Qiaoying did not take the letter. She just took a look at the steamed buns and vegetable noodles before getting up and leaving.

Li Yuanfu saw his wife leaving and hurriedly caught up with her.

Ou Yan also stood up and left. Seeing that Miss Yu Sha's thoughts were so ignored, Xiao Lian couldn't help but catch up with the master and his wife.

In this family, as long as the master and his wife are willing to forgive Miss Yusha, then Miss Ouyan will also forgive...

"Master, madam!" Xiaolian finally caught up with them and followed their footsteps as she walked, "Miss Yusha has never touched Yang Chun Shui since she was a child. She can make steamed buns and noodles so beautifully. She must have had a lot of sex in private. Kung fu! She was so badly injured that she not only made these delicacies with her own hands, but also wrote letters... At least you can read what she wrote and taste what she made..."

Song Qiaoying stopped and looked at the servant in front of her with cold eyes, "What benefit did she give you to help her speak like this?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Xiaolian hurriedly explained, "Miss Yusha didn't give me a penny of benefits... I thought Miss Yusha was pitiful. When I went to deliver breakfast in the morning, she was sitting alone on a stone chair in the courtyard, next to her There is no one to accompany her... Ever since she was little, she has been surrounded by stars, so how could she have ever been so neglected?"

"You feel like you're being left out?" Song Qiaoying said angrily, "She has been bullying Yan Yan openly and secretly for half a year. Has she ever thought about Yan Yan's feelings? That's much worse than being left out! I asked her to go next door Dong needs to reflect on it so that she can think clearly about what she did wrong, not let her spend her time thinking about these things!"

In the past, when Li Yusha made steamed buns and noodles, Song Qiaoying would eat them all without leaving any bite.

Song Qiaoying would also read the letter she wrote verbatim and read it carefully...

But this time is different.

She always felt that the child hadn't really realized his mistake and just wanted to spend time getting out from next door...

Play the emotional card like before.

"If you think she's pitiful and can't stand it anymore, then find someone else to serve her food!" Song Qiaoying stepped forward and stopped talking about this matter.

"No, madam..." Seeing that they had made up their minds, Xiaolian hurriedly shouted, "Master..."

But Li Yuanfu ignored her.

Seeing their decisive and indifferent backs, Xiaolian could only be cruel and ran to find Ouyan.

Ou Yan had just sat in the driver's seat and was about to close the door when Xiao Lian said hurriedly, "Miss Yusha wrote you a letter, how often did you read it? And the breakfast she made, you haven't tasted it yet... She is really I realize my mistake and want to apologize to you! The Chinese New Year is coming soon..."

"If she really realized her mistake, you wouldn't be standing here and being used as a weapon by her."

Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant.

"hand."

After Ou Yan's reminder, Xiao Lian realized that she was still holding on to the car door and hurriedly let go.

Ouyan closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Xiaolian looked at the rear of the car blankly. What did Miss Ouyan mean? Miss Yusha didn't treat her as a gunman. She felt that Miss Yusha was pitiful. , consciously want to help speak...

The phone rang at this time. It was an inquiry from Li Yusha. The tone was very polite. She didn't treat her as a servant at all. Instead, she was like a friend, using a very cordial tone...

"Miss Yusha, they didn't eat a bite of the breakfast you made. They didn't even read a word of the letter. They didn't even open it and take a look. They didn't even take it..."