She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The old man was pulled upstairs by Manshu.

"Grandpa, please lie down."

"Are you using me as a guinea pig? How come I didn't know you learned massage?" The old man lay down happily.

However, I didn't sleep at the head of the bed, but at the foot of the bed.

Manshu moved the chair to the end of the bed to make it easier to massage.

She followed Mr. Guo's instructions and massaged the old man for about ten minutes. Then she saw the old man slowly close his eyes and his breathing became even.

This is falling asleep.

She tiptoed out of the room, and Yan Zhan was waiting for her outside.

"Are you asleep?" Yan Zhan pulled the little girl upstairs.

"Well, Grandpa must have been very busy these days. He has to worry about the No. 1 Scholar Banquet and the impact of our engagement news."

The old man is not depressed, he is just worried about what people will say.

As elders, we always hope to arrange everything properly and not let the children at home get hurt in any way.

"Are you afraid?" Yan Zhan pinched the little girl's hand and looked into her eyes seriously.

"Actually, we can also not get engaged yet. We can get married when you graduate from college."

Actually, he was selfish and wanted to leave his own mark on her in advance.

She is very outstanding and her whole body radiates light. When she goes to college, more people will like her.

"Why don't you get engaged? At your age, if we don't get engaged, many women will flock to you, and I'm worried!"

Manshu blinked mischievously, and both of her enemies from her previous life were sent in.

The depression in her heart had long dissipated, and the question of whether the two people would come out again was not important.

It would be fine if the other party behaved himself, but if he still wanted to cause trouble, she was not incapable of sending him to jail a second time.

As for Third Uncle, he is not only good-looking, but also rich. So many rich girls want to pick this flower from the sky, so naturally she wants to let everyone know as soon as possible that this flower belongs to her!

Yan Zhan's heart moved slightly. The little girl understood what he was thinking, so she told him that not only did he care about her, but she did too.

There was nothing unequal in their relationship. She was young and worried that he would be snatched away by someone else.

This is a love that goes both ways.

Taking the little girl into his arms, Yan Zhan rested his chin on the top of her head: "Okay."

"I'll give you a massage too. Go to sleep now. You'll probably be very tired tomorrow."

Manshu hugged Yan Zhan's waist with his backhand.

Yan Zhan didn't refuse either.

In fact, Yan Zhan was also very tired, and he fell asleep within five minutes of Manshu's massage.

Manshu lowered his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Good night, third uncle."

She helped him put up a quilt and closed the door.

I returned to the room yawning, opened the curtains and saw the shining stars outside.

The sky is exceptionally bright tonight, just like her mood.

After Manshu washed up, he soon fell asleep.

The next morning, she got up early and did not delay her morning exercises.

After morning exercise, I had breakfast and went back to my room to catch up on some sleep until half past eight.

At this time, the nanny came knocking on the door.

"Miss, the stylist is here, are you up?"

Manshu opened his eyes dazedly and opened the door.

"Manshu?"

The person outside turned out to be Sister Qing.

This person also helped her with her styling on the day of her master's birthday party.

She was wearing a cheongsam at that time.

But today, she remembered that her little dress was not a cheongsam.

"Sister Qing, long time no see."

"The little girl suddenly grew up and became a big girl."

Sister Qing rubbed Manshu's hair.