"Yao Yao, are you back from the game?"

Huo Yao (yǎo) was riding a dazzling black bicycle. When she passed the street corner canteen, the old lady standing at the door called her to stop.

Huo Yao gently pressed the brakes with his toes on the ground, and skillfully took off the helmet. The long pony tail poured out in an instant. Her facial features were very delicate and beautiful. At this time, the whole person looked like an indescribable heroic and handsome appearance. Cool.

Looking at Huo Yao, the old lady couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This good-looking child is different. Riding a bicycle can bring out a different kind of temperament from ordinary people.

"By the way, your house seems to be a visitor, and you drove a car that looked impressive and magnificent. My son said that the car is worth millions of dollars. We can't find a car that can match it in the entire county. Than..." the old lady said, and gestured with her hands exaggeratedly.

Huo Yao listened thoughtfully, but there was no other expression on his delicate face.

Seeing that Huo Yao was silent, the old lady carefully looked around for a while and then approached Huo Yao. She deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "Little Yao Yao, tell the truth to your grandma, how did your family know such a rich person? Or is it... offended someone?"

She remembered that they drove a car to their house last year, and it seemed that they had a big fight in the end?

Huo Yao's eyelids trembled, and some dumbfounding looked at the old lady who was obviously wanting to be crooked, to avoid misunderstanding by the other party, she replied in a very soft voice, "It may be a distant relative."

As the words fell, the old lady's face immediately showed doubts, but before she could ask more, Huo Yao had put on the helmet again and waved at her, "Grandma Huang, I will go back first."

The old lady looked at the back of Huo Yao riding away, and it took a long time before she murmured, "Isn't your family a famously difficult household?"

Where did the distant relatives come from?

Or the super rich one?

***

Huo Yao was riding his car and saw the black car parked in the alley outside the courtyard gate.

The eagle logo soars in the sky, the body is majestic, linear and flexible.

For Bentley, it can't be millions.

Huo Yao hooked the corners of his lips, retracted his unexplained gaze, and slowly jumped out of the car, and then skillfully pressed down several buckles on the bicycle.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge car automatically folds up, and the entire folded size looks almost smaller than an 11-inch laptop.

The courtyard door was not closed. Huo Yao easily picked up the folded bicycle, raised his foot and stepped in. Before he reached the front room, he heard a sharp voice coming out one after another.

"Mom, why are you so stubborn? What's in this shabby place that you are worth keeping?"

"I said that I have bought you a big house in the city, and also hired a nanny to take care of you. The conditions in all aspects are definitely better than yours now."

"Look at the black lacquered floor, the faded walls, and the upstairs. Is it still leaking on rainy days?"

"You are not in good health, and you have been living in such a damp and moldy old house. People who don't know think that our family is very poor, and that we are children who are deliberately abusing the elderly..."

Hearing these words, Huo Yao, who was still in the yard, suddenly fell into thought, but soon she raised her head again.

To be honest, she really didn't look at the place where she lived when she was wearing this body.

The house is an old-fashioned, small two-story building with a courtyard in the country. It has red bricks and black tiles, and the walls are not painted or tiled. Part of the area is also covered with black mold stains because of the age.

In short, this is the standard construction style of the eighties, it looks really old and dilapidated.

Huo Yao touched the tip of her nose, and said in her heart that after living in such a difficult environment for more than a year, she was quite comfortable with the situation.

At this moment, the shrill noise in the room stopped.

He Xiaoman, in a black lace dress, walked out of the room. She wore a purple silk scarf around her neck. Her makeup was exquisite, and her hair was coiled with diamond hairpins. Her whole body was full of a strong noble temperament. However, seeing Huo Yao standing in the yard, he was stunned.

Only soon, He Xiaoman recovered his senses, constricted some of the complex expressions in his eyes, and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"

Huo Yao looked at He Xiaoman calmly, his eyes faint, his thoughts drifting away.

She wore this body for unknown reasons a year ago. At that time, this body was not called Huo Yao, but Lu Yao. She was the daughter of a rich and upstart family in S City.

Until a few months ago, I was suddenly told that this body was not a child of the Lu family, but was hugged by a nurse in the hospital when he was born. The actual biological parents were just an ordinary working couple, not only lacking money and power, but also Four sons who are said not to be motivated need to be raised. It can be said that the family burden is very heavy.

The adoptive mother, He Xiaoman in front of her, is learning that her biological daughter lives in such a poor family, but she regards the children of poor families as daughters in raising her. It may be that this strong contrast has inspired her inner point. The remaining maternal love, coupled with the daughter raised in a poor family, looked gentle and generous, with a sweet-hearted mouth, so she quickly took her daughter home, renamed and listed on the genealogy, for fear that her daughter would be wronged.

On the other hand, Lu Yao, a fake daughter, was born in a wealthy family. In fact, she was not liked by the Lu family. She was raised by He Xiaoman’s mother in the small county town since she was a child. She is rarely seen once in a year or two. .

When the real daughter came back, her fake daughter would naturally have to stand aside, so before the Huo family’s biological parents came to pick up the person, He Xiaoman told her that she was not worthy of the surname Lu, let alone continue to live here. The appearance of rushing people is exactly the same as this indifferent attitude at this time.

Huo Yao condensed his thoughts, and at the same time casually retracted the gaze that fell on He Xiaoman.

He Xiaoman frowned when he saw this, and his anger suddenly jumped up: "What is your attitude?"

Hearing this angry question, Huo Yao frivolous eyebrows, and jokingly said, "Then what status are you now?"

When the words fell, He Xiaoman's well-maintained face turned black in an instant.

Sure enough, the children of other people's families are still wild no matter how long they are raised, without half education and courtesy.

At this moment, He Xiaoman couldn't help but think of his biological daughter Lu Xia. Although he grew up in a lowly ordinary family, he was gentle and generous with a cymbidium temperament. Not only did he learn well, he was also versatile and versatile. Now he was dug into a star by scouts, and he was born to show them Lu Family's face.

On the other hand, this adopted daughter, except for this face, is really inferior to her Xia Xia.

He Xiaoman took a deep breath. Thinking of the purpose of coming back this time, her eyes narrowed slightly. After thinking for a few seconds, she calmed down the anger in her heart.

"Since you are here, I want you to be clear about one thing today, and I hope you can accomplish it." He Xiaoman has resumed that noble posture to speak again.

Although she said the word hope, she expressed another meaning.

Huo Yao's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't speak yet, in the room, He Xiaoman's mother Yang Qiuhua, who was also the grandmother raised by the original owner, walked out.

She patted He Xiaoman's arm with her hand, beckoning her not to go too far, and then her gaze fell on Huo Yao's body, her expression softened subconsciously, "Yao Yao is back, how is the game?"

Huo Yao gave a light hum, and replied lazily: "It's okay."

"Have you won the prize?" Yang Qiuhua's voice became more excited.

"Well, first place." Huo Yao replied faintly, without any pride between her eyebrows and eyes, it seemed that it would be easy for her to get the first place.

When Yang Qiuhua heard this, he wiped tears from his eyes, "Good boy."

He Xiaoman, who was next to him, frowned, and asked the old lady unclearly: "What game won the first place?"

Yang Qiuhua looked at her, raised the corners of her lips, and said with some pride: "Don't you know that we not only have very good academic performance, but also..."

Seeing that the old lady didn't answer her question directly, He Xiaoman spoke and praised Huo Yao's good academic performance, and immediately lost interest in hearing the answers.

She raised her hand impatiently, and interrupted: "I already understand it now. As for you, there is no need to deliberately set her up in front of me. With her grades, she even went to the county key high school. No qualifications. If it weren't for our Lu family to pay, maybe she could only go to a vocational high school.

After a pause, He Xiaoman glanced at Huo Yao mockingly again, "These fisheyes are fisheyes, and they can never be regarded as pearls."

When Yang Qiuhua heard it, he looked at Huo Yao subconsciously, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable after hearing it, so he hurriedly explained: "You haven't taken care of her all these years, you don't even know that Yao Yao is now..."

He Xiaoman sneered and interrupted again disapprovingly, "Mom, she is not my He Xiaoman's biological daughter, nor your granddaughter. Her surname is Huo. Whether she is studying well or not, she will be with me. Nothing, I don't want to know."

Yang Qiuhua's face became stiff, those unfinished words stuck in her throat, and after a long time, she said dullly: "She is my granddaughter!"

He Xiaoman squeezed his eyebrows. I really don't know what kind of ecstasy the old lady had been poured by Huo Yao. The granddaughter she found didn't like it, but she liked this uncultivated fake!

"She has enjoyed the blessing of 17 years in our Lu family, but my biological daughter has suffered 17 years outside. Mom, please be sober and don't recognize your relatives randomly!"

"If you treat her as a relative, someone might just use you to cheat some money from our family to subsidize her relatives..."

"Shut up!" Yang Qiuhua was shivering with anger, "I was the one who brought me up. I know what kind of person she is, I know better than you, don't use yours to maliciously speculate on her."

He Xiaoman's face was pale, "No distinction between good and evil, Mom, I think you are really sick, you're so confused!"

Yang Qiuhua was over sixty years old and had a heart disease. He was irritated by He Xiaoman's words, his face pale, his fists pressed tightly on his chest.

Seeing this, Huo Yao put the things in his hands on the ground, walked quickly to the old lady's side, helped her sit down on the bamboo chair next to her, and held her wrist with his right hand.