C2 I Remember the First Time I Met Him

She shook her head and looked at the clock on the bed. It's 7: 30.

She quickly wrapped herself up and walked to the clothing room beside her. From her shoes to her clothes, there was a dazzling array of clothes. It was comparable to a famous store. Soong Xier picked out a set of thin casual clothes and found new underwear to change into. She then hurriedly tidied up the bed.

On the exquisite and luxurious bed decorated with sponge mattress, in the blanket made of Italian silk and fine cotton, there was still a lingering warmth.

The things that he had longed for at night had really happened. He didn't expect it to be so wonderful, but. . . Zheng Yushuo said that she was the one who seduced him, and the hope that rose in his heart became sad again.

Why did he still hate her so much? Why didn't he believe that she truly loved him?

If she really expressed her feelings, he would probably say that she was up to no good.

Grabbing his schoolbag, he hurriedly ran out, stepped on the expensive Persian carpet, and quickly ran downstairs.

In the middle of the spiral staircase was a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the dome. It was so dazzling that it looked like a castle. The maid, Mrs Wu, who was cleaning the living room, said softly, Good morning, Miss.

Breakfast had already been arranged on the long wooden table. The elegant lady sitting at the table was the mistress of Zheng family, the wife of the CEO of EC Group, Zheng Heng, Lin Shuyi.

Seeing Soong Xier running over anxiously, Lin Shuyi hurriedly reminded, "Xier, why are you in such a hurry? Be careful not to fall. "

"Good morning, Mom. I'm going to be late for class. " Soong Xier urgently wanted to walk to the door.

"I saw that the lights in your room last night were always on. I guess you learned it very late again, so I couldn't bear to disturb you in the morning. " Lin Shuyi looked at her daughter lovingly and said, "Oh right, your brother is back. He flew to the house in the morning and probably went to sleep. "

"Oh. . . " Thinking about what happened in the morning, her face turned red. She immediately changed the topic and said, "Where's Dad?"

"There's a very important meeting today. He went to the company early in the morning, but Secretary Zhang came to pick him up. Ah De stayed behind to send you to school. Anyway, it's late. You can go after breakfast. "

"I better not be late. "

Soong Xier ran to the dining table and picked up a sandwich. "I will eat on the way. Bye, Mom. "

After saying that, she jogged to the entrance to change her shoes and went out.

In the yard, Ah De was wiping the window. When he saw Soong Xier run out, he hurriedly threw down the rag and sat in the driver's seat.

The Rolls-Royce started and drove out of the garden. Soong Xier glanced out of the window and found that the purple vines on the main road were filled with long vines overnight. The tiny flower petals gradually grew deeper and lighter. They were like colorful snowflakes that were wrapped around each other.

Another year, the purple rattan flowers bloomed.

The painting of the past rolled forward until she was eight years old and suddenly stopped.

In the spring of the year she was eight years old, she lost her biological father.

Because she didn't have a mother since she was young, she had always relied on her father, who was the CEO driver of the EC Group.

Later on, her father suddenly passed away due to an accident, and she was sent to an orphanage without anyone to rely on.

In the second month of the orphanage, her father, Zheng Heng, personally went to the orphanage to adopt her.

That day, the beautiful car of Zheng family stopped outside the luxurious door. Her father held her little hand and walked to the courtyard door.

Little Song Xi was attracted by the long rattan rack in front of him. The green rattan vines were wrapped around each other. They twisted and turned, and crawled on the rattan rack. The sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and became spots. The purple little flowers bloomed densely under the rattan rack. When the breeze blew, there would be falling petals falling onto her hair and nose.

"So beautiful!"

Little Song Xi stood below and looked up at the little flower, smiling innocently.