Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal

Out of the gate of the small courtyard, Yao Zhi walked out halfway, when he saw a man in military uniform walking in a hurry, when he saw her, a smile appeared on his cold face.

Zhizhi! Yao Xian took a step forward and hugged his daughter, What's wrong with you, Dad heard that you ran out suddenly, and you didn't dress well, didn't you just fall this morning?

Yao Zhi grabbed Yao Xian's clothes, tears began to fall uncontrollably again.

——Daddy...

——It’s really Dad...

Oh, what's the matter? Yao Xian hurriedly wiped his daughter's tears, and asked affectionately, Why is Zhizhi crying, Zhizhi has always been the most obedient.

It is true, Yao Zhi seldom cried since she was a child, she is a pretty girl on the surface, but she is actually very strong.

I'll bring candy to Brother Shen... Yao Zhi whispered, I saw Brother Shen being beaten...

Yao Xian was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what his daughter meant.

——It is indeed a crime.

He has seen a good child a few times, but the commander-in-chief doesn't care about it, so he just threw it to the mother who has mental problems. It's very pitiful. That woman was never merciless when it came to beating children.

It's just that this is the family affairs of the handsome family, and he really can't control it.

Did Zhizhi send candy to Brother Shen? Yao Xian asked.

Yao Zhi nodded: Brother Shen's yard is right under my window. I saw him being beaten, so I came here to give him candy.

The little girl's eyes were moist, she looked straight at Yao Xian, and explained why she ran over suddenly.

Yao Xian's heart suddenly softened.

Father's Zhizhi is a kind and good girl. From now on, when I give candy to Brother Shen, I will give it through the window, and don't run away from here, okay? Yao Xian hugged Yao Zhi and coaxed.

Yao Zhi also knew that she had lost her manners in this matter today, so she nodded obediently.

After coaxing the little girl, Yao Xian walked out with her daughter in his arms, and said to the guards who followed behind him: Take the calligraphy and painting in my study room to apologize to the commander, and say that the young lady is playful and broke into it. The Marshal's house, next time Yao will have a drink with the Marshal to make amends.

The guards responded, and ran away at a faster speed to get the calligraphy and paintings.

Yao Xian took Yao Zhi back to the Governor's Mansion, asked the servants to serve her, and then asked someone to go down to prepare dinner and deliver it to the young lady's room.

Although today is Yao Zhi's 14th birthday party, and there will be another party tonight, everyone knows that the little girl was injured, and with Yao Zhijun's title under pressure, no one will say anything wrong .

Yao Zhi went back to her room, took a shower and changed her clothes. During dinner, Yao Xian brought her a fourteenth birthday present. It was a beautiful and precious necklace, which Yao Zhi had wanted for a long time. But this is a limited edition, and it was sold out before, so Yao Xian must have spent a lot of effort to get it.

Yao Zhi put away the necklace carefully, and after dinner, she drove all the servants out under the pretext of taking a rest.

She lives on the second floor, which is not very high. Looking down from the window, she can vaguely see the straight-backed young man cooking in the kitchen.

He moved very skillfully. He stuffed the dried twigs into the stove. There was a cauldron on the stove. The orange flame reflected half of his face, and it seemed that a little gentleness had fainted on his cold brows and eyes. He lowered his eyes slowly, and the halo hit his eyelashes. Yao Zhi saw that he put his right hand in the pocket of his coat where he put the sugar just now, and put it there for a long time.

Yao Zhi lay back on the bed again, closed her eyes - wait until tomorrow, tomorrow she has to go to school, she will give him candy, um... and medicine.

There was already a coeducational school in the Republic of China at that time, and she and Shen Xu both went to school there. Although Shen Dashuai really didn't care about this son, at least let Shen continue to study, otherwise he would be somewhat humiliated.

It's just that Shen Xu has always been a loner in school, people looked down on him as disabled, even though he dared not insult him openly in consideration of Dashuai Shen, he always laughed a lot secretly, and he himself knew it. It must be uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he liked to hold it back.

But it's okay, everything will be fine. In her memory, Shen Xu's mother who always beat him will die this fall, and Shen Xu's life will be somewhat easier, and the middle school class will end soon in about a year. After Shen Xu finished middle school, Dashuai Shen took him by his side.

Yao Zhi went abroad to study in her last life, and her father had an accident in the middle of her studies. When she came back from abroad, her father had only his last breath left. He entrusted her to Shen Xu and left. At that time, Shen Xu had almost overshadowed the sky in Beiping, and he was already a well-known big shot.

This time Yao Zhi didn't plan to go abroad, and stayed with Father and Shen Xu.

It will be a few years, Yao Zhi said to herself, it won't be long.

Her youth is tenacious, like a young seedling jumping into the sky, she wants to throw herself into his arms and tell him to take off all the coldness of his disguise.

Yao Zhi gradually fell asleep, unaware that the boy in the small courtyard next door almost stayed up all night, he took a bite of the fudge, the sweetness just spread on the tip of his tongue, he put the candy away carefully and put it in his pocket. He closed his eyes, and held a small, rough sachet in his palm.

She gave him a candy...

Shen continued to sigh.

But how many people did she give candy? If only this kind of candy was given to him alone...

He knew he was always dreaming like a pervert. His Zhizhi is warm and loves to smile, and treats everyone very well, otherwise it would not be his turn to receive her love.

Neither the sachet nor the candy belonged to him alone.

——Zhizhi...

Nor is it unique to him.

What are you dreaming about, Shen Xu.