The ninth bowl of soup (6)

Mo Ze asked worriedly: "Master, Cen Qidu hasn't come to the door for several days, why are you not in a hurry at all?" Really the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry. Although he is not an eunuch, he is really in a hurry...

Qing Huan sat on the lazy sofa, cross-legged to answer the question: "When it's time to come, it will come naturally."

What does it mean to come naturally? Mo Ze was confused, but he didn't seem to be able to give him an answer when he looked at the master... With a pouted mouth, he ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.

It is normal to have cats and dogs, but if others find out that she has a child, they will definitely feel that something is wrong, so compared to Ji Guang and Xiao Hei who can stick to Qing Huan all the time, Mo Ze can only come out for a walk at certain times. At this time, his favorite thing to do is to eat.

Like his master, food is the most wonderful thing in the human world.

While he was digging and digging with a bucket of ice cream, the doorbell rang suddenly. Mo Ze froze all over, and reluctantly turned into red light and flew into Qinghuan's brows, his heart was pounding, he hadn't finished the ice cream...

Qing Huan snapped her fingers, and the ice cream entered the refrigerator by herself as if it had grown feet. Then she put down the book and went over to open the door.

Through the anti-theft iron gate, Qing Huan squinted her eyes, as she expected, but... what does it mean that there are so many people outside? Did Cen Qi call all the Cen family? What knew was here to recognize daughter, but if didn't know, thought it was here to beat her up.

Almost as soon as she saw Qing Huan, the very beautiful lady shed tears. When she saw Qinghuan's indifference and alertness, for fear of scaring the other party, she asked cautiously, "You... hello, I am Cen Qi's mother, and yours... yours..." She said a bit. Not saying those two words, because the girl in front of her was very, very cold from beginning to end, as if no matter what she said, she would not be moved.

Compared with the weeping lady, another beautiful girl also came over: "Xiaoyan, can I call you that? My name is Cen Jia, Cen Qi's sister, if you can, you can call me Sister?"

The tall and handsome middle-aged man said nothing, only his excited eyes showed that his emotions were not as calm as they appeared. Not to mention, Cen Qi stared at Qing Huan eagerly, "Good little smoke, let's go in, ah? Okay? Look, I even brought you a gift! "As he said that, he raised the cake box in his hand as a sign.

That brand is indeed what Qing Huan likes to eat... It seems that Cen Qi has already investigated her preferences clearly. Qing Huan hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the door in the face of the cake, "Come in."

There were no slippers for guests on the shoe rack. The Cen family took off their shoes without hesitation and stepped on the floor, and then showed their amazed eyes.

Although the house is only a few dozen square meters, the windows are bright and clean, clean and warm, and three of the four walls have been hollowed out to make closets, filled with all kinds of books, and the whole body is bright in color. Hua, the little white cat and the little black dog were snoozing on the sofa. When they saw someone coming, they all jumped to Qing Huan's side, threatening them with their furry bows.

The girl's ingenuity is evident. She wears simple cotton home clothes, she is slender and petite, her hair is tied into a ball head, she looks very cute, and her big eyes are exactly the same as those of a lady. She looks more like Mrs. Cen than Cen Qi and Cen Jia. If anyone saw the photos of Mrs. Cen when she was a girl, they would definitely exclaim that the two were alike, and even Qing Huan was more delicate than Mrs. Cen. It's just that the face is thinner, and the eyes appear bigger.

"Sit down." With just two simple words, Mrs. Cen continued to cry. The woman's character is relatively soft, and she can no longer hold back her sadness and pity, so she jumped up and hugged Qing Huan in her arms, refusing to let go. "Ningning, my Ningning, my Ningning!"

Qing Huan let her hug her at a loss, and the cold girl finally lost her precocious coldness when she was hugged by Mrs. Cen, but was a little embarrassed, as if she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She tried to push Mrs. Cen, but the more she pushed Mrs. Cen, the tighter she hugged her. In the end, she had no choice but to turn her eyes to the tall, silent, handsome middle-aged man for help.

Those watery eyes, fluttering eyelashes and a pitiful look made Mr. Cen's hard heart turn into water. He quickly stepped forward to comfort his wife and said, "Okay, okay, if you don't let go, Ningning will be scared by you."

He was on the road, and soon called Qing Huan as Ning Ning.

This name was first given by Mrs. Cen for the daughter in her womb, but after the daughter was born, it was strange to say that she just couldn't love it, so she didn't even use the name again, but took another "Cen Ou". She never knew why she didn't love her little daughter, but now she knew that she wasn't her daughter at all, and the weather-beaten girl in front of her was her real treasure, her Ningning!

Mrs. Cen, who was pulled by her husband to sit on the sofa, was restless with eager eyes. She frowned and said, "What's the matter with you coming today?" She asked, taking the cake that Cen Qi was carrying.

Cen Jia also carried a paper bag in her hand. She saw that Qing Huan liked Cen Qi's gift very much and was very disturbed. She didn't have anything to eat, but a skirt. As long as she thinks of this possibility, Cen Jia, who is gentle by nature, has the urge to cry, knowing that she will buy cakes like Cen Qi!

"Ningning..." Madam Cen called.

Qing Huan didn't reject the name, but from the look in her eyes, she didn't want to accept it either: "My life is good now, I don't need relatives, and I don't want to recognize you."

The Cen family all knew that Qing Huan had read the information. This child has suffered too much. They just want to take care of her, love her and give her the best, even if she doesn't accept it, it doesn't matter. "Ningning, you have to go home with us." Cen Qi said.

Qing Huan was reluctant: "I have my own home, this is my home."

"Have you forgotten that you are still underage? You are only twelve years old, and Zhou Qiurui is your guardian. If she wants to send you back, you can't refuse." Cheer up. "Do you still want to stay at Hao's house? If you don't stay at Hao's house, Zhou Qiurui will not give you a chance to be independent. You like studying so much, are you willing to ruin your life at their hands?"

"Yeah Ningning, come home with us, your parents will love you, and your grandparents will miss you so much!" Cen Jia also joined the persuasion army. "We won't force you to do anything you don't want to do, but at least go home before finishing your custody. If you want to live alone in the future, it's not impossible, my sister can accompany you, you can say no it is good?"

The girl was silent for a long time, and the hearts of the Cen family were also hanged. After a while, the girl raised her head and asked, "Can you really let me leave the Hao family?"

The hope in her eyes was heartbreaking. She was supposed to be the little princess held in the palm of her family's palm, and their darling, but there was that shameless person who stole her out, Li Daitao stiff, stealing the dragon for the phoenix! Mr. Cen endured the anger in his heart and said softly: "Dad promises you that the Hao family will never let the Hao family bully you again in the future."

Not only that, but he has to take good care of the scum that dared to abuse his precious daughter!

Qing Huan hesitated for a while, then asked, "Can I keep cats and dogs? I can't leave them behind." Her gaze fell on the little white cat and the little black dog beside her. "They've always been with me, my family."

We are your family too! Madam Cen wanted to say this, but her husband stopped her. She looked at the petite and slender girl in the sun, and her heart was suddenly twisted.

It was mentioned in the information that she once picked up a stray cat and wanted to secretly raise it and then release it, but Mrs. Hao found out that the kitten was beaten to death, and she was also fined to kneel for a day and a night, and did not give it to her for three consecutive days. eat. What kind of life did she live in Hao's house!

The Hao family is hateful, and Zhou Qiurui is even more hateful! How dare she exchange her lowly daughter for her baby, let her own daughter enjoy the treatment of a princess in the Cen family, but abuse other people's daughters! Mrs. Cen clenched her fists fiercely, she would never let go of this slut Zhou Qiurui!

"Of course, my brother promises that he will be very good to these two little guys!" Cen Qi hurriedly offered his treasure. "Look, look, I took a picture. Mom, I, and Gaga have prepared a pet room for them, and the canned cat litter is all ready! Look, look!" He said, holding up Showing it to Qing Huan on the phone, hoping to impress her immediately.

"And your room, which was designed by Dad himself. My mother and I packed it according to the way you live now. Don't you like reading? Dad also prepared a very large study room for you. You must I'll like it!" Cenga also held up the phone.

They want to be nice to this child so much, they want her so much, go home.

Qing Huan stared at the phone for a while, lowered her eyes, and said, "If I go back, what will she... how do I do?"

This "she", of course, is Cen Ou.

"Of course, go back wherever you came from." Mrs. Cen's tone was extremely cold. She never fell in love with the "little daughter". She always felt that there was something between the two. She didn't know why before, but now she knows. In particular, it was found out in Ah She that Cen Ou had recognized Zhou Qiurui, and secretly stimulated Mrs. Hao and Hao Meng to attack Ning Ning.

Their Cen family can't raise such a child!

Although she said that she didn't give Cen Ou much maternal love, she never owed her anything! There are also in-laws, husbands and sons and eldest daughters. Although they have never been able to say how close Cen Jia is, they have also fulfilled their accusations as elders and brothers and sisters! How many beautiful clothes does Cen Ou have in his closet? How much valuable jewelry is there on the dresser?

What about Cenning? How much does Cen Ning have?

She is so kind to Zhou Qiurui's daughter, how does Zhou Qiurui treat her daughter? !