After Becoming a Little Sister

After waiting in the security booth for a few minutes anxiously, a figure rushed out from the apartment building, even wearing only a pair of home slippers, the speed pulled the hem of the clothes, and the wide open and closed pace was said to be in a [-]-meter race. Someone believed.

When she ran downstairs, her expression changed immediately when she saw Alia in plain clothes: "Xiaoya? What's wrong with you?!"

Aliya looked at her weakly, shrunk her neck, and said uncertainly: "I...I'm fine...I'm just—Mom?"

"Yes, mom is here, are you okay? What's the matter?" Lu Wuxia stepped forward and grabbed her arm, looked around, and then looked up at the people standing here as the background board: "Who are you?" —Wait a minute, are you...Miss Yuko?"

hiss--

Butler Youzi gasped, the hairs all over his body exploded, the coldness ran up and down the dimples of his buttocks, and went straight to the Tianling Gai along his spine.

numb!

How could it be this daughter? !

With a stiff expression, she said respectfully, "Ms. Lu, she...is your daughter?"

"...Yes, let me introduce you." Lu Wuxia turned Alia half a circle to face them: "This is my daughter, Ai Liya—by the way, how did you know each other?"

"Cough, that's a long story." Butler Yuko's molars were hurting, and she carefully introduced her second lady first: "This is our husband's younger sister, who just came back from studying in Millikin. , ended home quarantine yesterday..."

"Oh, hello, nice to meet you." Lu Wuxia reached out and shook her hand: "I'm Lu Wuxia, a reporter."

"Hello, my name is Song Baochai, and my current occupation is fashion design."

"Then, Second Miss, she drove out today—" Butler Youzi thought for a while, then said in a low voice, "You just hit your daughter..."

"..."

PS: Continue today!I can still write!let me go!

Chapter 1023 1004-Oh, I cut it out of context!

"..."

What does it mean to hit my daughter?

The hand she was holding stopped suddenly, and Lu Wuxia's face froze, visible to the naked eye.

As for the little sister of the Song family, her face turned red in an instant——

"Pain Pain Pain Pain!"

"……Excuse me."

Let go of the opponent's hand, Lu Wuxia apologized softly, squeezed his fingers together, and his expression became cold.

Butler Youzi felt that this was showing mercy, but she had personally seen the scene where this man went berserk, it was simply inhuman.

It's a monster in human skin!

Throat rolled, butler Yuko immediately became weak, and he didn't know how to say the follow-up words.

We not only bumped your daughter, but also bumped it into a melon batch - crossed out - bumped into amnesia.

A normal mother would cry, fight and fight when encountering such a situation, but the other mother...

From the perspective of ability alone, it is not a big problem to tear them apart directly.

"We express regret for the occurrence of this car accident. It was an accident. During the follow-up treatment, we will bear all the follow-up expenses." Butler Yuzi kept his posture very low, especially low - there was no way not to be low, when The opposite is an individual who is at the top of a certain field, so the huge wealth of the Song family is not very useful.

And because of some special reasons, even if Mr. Song is here, he has to be shy to please him.

But who is Lu Wuxia?An old reporter, Chunqiu's brushwork is much more proficient than Butler Yuko.

Seeing the other party avoiding the important point, her eyes also turned cold: "Have you had a physical examination?"

"...Physical examination."

"The results of it?"

"There is no obvious trauma, and the organs are not damaged. Physically, there is only a part of the soft tissue contusion, and it is not serious."

Butler Yuko answered, cold sweat broke out, and slid down from the forehead.

Slippery, slippery, seeping down from the hairline of that special career woman into the corners of the eyes, burning the eyes so hot and painful, but they dared not move.

Being motionless is bastard, but she would rather retract her neck now - the other party's eyes circled and circled her neck, as if it would be screwed up directly in the next second, like screwing a small one to death chicks.

In Mr. Song's words, this is a crouching tiger with a calm heart. Once he stands up, he won't get down again if there is no blood.

"So besides the body, what other problems are there?"

"..."

"--Say."

"Your daughter's memory may have been damaged a little... The doctor said that it is not sure when it will be restored."

No matter how serious the problem of amnesia can be, no one else can help it except me.

As for the weird question of 'can you recall specific things you forgot', I am afraid that only some lawyers can ask it.

For example, there are questions like 'what is the age of your 20-year-old son and the youngest one' or 'were you there when this picture of yours was taken' - no fool Dare to ask.

Butler Youzi lowered his head after he finished speaking, as if accepting the punishment, but the Song family's aunt felt uneasy for a while.

She wanted to go forward to say something, but was stopped by the housekeeper Yuzi with a gesture. The hair of the gold-rimmed maid had already exploded, and she pulled the little sister of the Song family to stop her tremblingly, and the two were separated by two people. The wall, but even so, I feel flustered and feel insecure.

Compared to those who have seen it before like Butler Yuko, the gold-edged maid has the same feeling-to die, to die, to die...

Just when the silence was on the verge of breaking out, Aliya tugged at the corner of Lu Wuxia's clothes: "Mama...I...I'm hungry..."

In an instant, the condensed air was released.

Lu Wuxia's eyes softened, and she looked back at Alia, straightened the hair on her forehead, carefully looked at her face, and then opened her sleeve to look at the scar on her arm. If there were no outsiders here, she would probably I had to lift up Aliya's clothes and examine them carefully.

After making sure that there was at least nothing wrong with the trauma, she turned her head and glanced sideways at the three members of the Song family.

This glance, matched with the slanting light and shadow falling after the sun poured over the apartment building, just split the light and darkness from behind her.

The brows of the phoenix eyes were raised, the shadows of the cheeks were half hidden in the darkness, and the side-looking eyes were staring at them like a tiger, and then several seconds seemed to be half a century——

"Forget it, let's go."

Lu Wuxia took a deep breath, and then exhaled, suppressing his overwhelming anger: "Be more careful when driving in the future."

She couldn't really beat people to death here - not to mention that she knew these people, even if she didn't know them, it wouldn't be so sinful.

The more important thing is that the child is fine. Instead of worrying about those irreparable mistakes, it is better to pay more attention to the present, take good care of the child and help her recover early. Even if the doctors here in Shanghai are not good, she also knows some specialists in psychiatry. Or a specialist in brain surgery, give it a try.

The so-called way of forgetting love is the way of love. In our generation, we don't rejoice with things and don't mourn with ourselves.

What's the use of being carried away by anger?Didn't you hear your daughter say that she was hungry?

She took Alia's hand and said, "Come on, mom just stewed lotus root ribs soup, go home for dinner, let's look through the photo album and try to recall the past, first do a small check to see how many things you remember .”

Aliya felt wrong, very wrong, and felt uncomfortable all over.

This is my mother?

This is my mother?

This is my mother's monster——'s mother's monster?

Don't be a real mother to blame Zhanlan for changing her skin...

If it weren't for the substance of the killing intent that erupted earlier, she even felt that her own mother had been betrayed.

The little sister of the Song family wanted to babble, but she was afraid of Lu Wuxia, so she could only bite her handkerchief and wave at Alia, constantly signaling that the other party would call her when she was free.

Lu Wuxia seemed to have noticed something, turned her head and glanced coldly, and turned back when she saw that there was no movement.

The tough security guard didn't look too good to the three of them: "Since you are done with your work, please go back, don't block the traffic in the community, this is the fire exit."

That was actually Sister Lu's daughter, who was hit by a car accident and lost her memory!

This group of guys looked like female drivers, and they went on a rampage because of their bad money. What kind of shit did they do...

Unknowingly, the guy who fell into the charm trap of a good sister in a red dress turned a blind eye to the three women in front of him, drove them away impatiently, and then sat back to continue his work, staring at the monitor. , and his eyes followed Lu Wuxia's figure in the red dress in the surveillance.

Tsk!Sister Lu is so pretty!

On the other side, the housekeeper Yuzi who sat back in the car let out a sigh of relief, only to find that his back was cold, and his underwear had been soaked at some point.

On the contrary, the ignorant young lady of the Song family was the least stressed. She simply felt that the other party's eyes were scary when she stared at her. Seeing the majestic Butler Youzi who was so majestic on Wuyou Island and even other places, she was so humble. He was also rather embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Yuko, I have caused you to be scolded..."

"No, Second Miss, that one..." Butler Youzi thought about adjectives, and finally he could only choke out a dry sentence: "Even if Mister Da is here, I guess I have to apologize today."

"But isn't it right to make an apology?"

"It's not this kind of normal apology." The housekeeper Youzi was very tired, and took out his mobile phone to contact Mr. Song directly. This matter had to be reported: "Madam Wuchen, do you know?"

As soon as these words came out, the little aunt of the Song family's expression changed, she was a little awkward and subtle, and finally pouted her lips and whispered: "Why mention her..."

"This is her senior sister."

"...Ah! Senior Sister?" The little aunt of the Song family jumped up on the seat: "Is that the kind of senior sister from the school in the novel?!"

"Correct."

"Then isn't she very powerful... Oh, I see! No wonder you were so polite before!" The little aunt of the Song family immediately felt lingering fear: "Fortunately, she is not angry... No, she is angry, right?"

"Don't worry too much even if you are angry, after all, it is in China, but even if she is just teaching us a lesson, you may..."

She looked at Miss Song's waist, body, arms and legs, and thought that the other party would break your arm as easily as breaking a piece of celery.

Is Mr. Song's name good?Of course it works, if you have money to make Motui ghost, youzi butler can give you ten times as much compensation.

But no matter how easy it is to knock someone's daughter back to the age of eight, that's also called enmity.

Ordinary people can't provoke the Song family, and the Song family knows how to stand up and be scolded, but the Song family can't provoke Huanxiguan, so it becomes a provocation and they have to be beaten.

"I quite like that younger sister..." The little sister of the Song family was a little disappointed: "Will I not be able to play with her in the future?"

"This... I'm afraid Mr. Da must speak first—" After waiting for a long time to connect to the phone, Butler Youzi muttered something, and hurriedly whispered to his ear: "Mr. Da, there is something wrong here. expected."

"What's the matter? Don't pull the flag to scare people, how should you apologize and compensate, let Baochai go in person."

Mr. Song's tone on the other end of the phone was very sunny, and he could tell through the radio waves that he was the kind of upright and upright hero.

"No, that girl's mother is Ms. Lu Wuxia, the elder sister of Daoist Wuchen."