President's Private Spoil Rule

Chapter 89

Xiaoyou reminded, "did you forget to receive the award last year?"

Zuo Xiaoyou sighed softly, "didn't forget."

How could she forget that when she first came on stage to receive the award, she came on stage wearing the sportswear ironed and sorted out by the Dean herself. As a result, she was ridiculed as a bumpkin by a group of people.

It's a steamed stuffed bun, because no matter how clean her sportswear is, it looks cheap and old.

She always remembers that when she delivered her acceptance speech on the stage, she heard the whispers in the front row clearly, "Gee, what clothes are she wearing. It's like what I found in the trash can. Tut tut! "

"Freshmen are native. And it's said that they came out of the orphanage. Maybe they're all old clothes picked off by the dead. "

"Oh, how disgusting. Stop it. I can't even look at her. Why did she say that for so long, she won't go on. "

"Yes, it's good to wear dead people's clothes. It's good to say so, so much, and be considerate of others."

Zuo Xiaoyou's joy of being admitted to the University was extinguished in an instant. When she got to the stage, she wanted to tell them that the clothes were not picked from the dead, but from the aunt in the alley.

But she didn't say, because a classmate was going to go on stage soon, she couldn't block the only small passage.

Zuo Xiaoyou held the phone and whispered, "Xiao you, I'll still wear my usual clothes. I have no gorgeous background, and I won't be a princess in Chinese clothes. "

If they want to say, she won't spend high prices on luxury clothes because of other people's eyes, just for the two minutes on stage.

Xiaoyou still disagreed. She advised, "Xiaoyou, you are the representative of our poor students. Let's lose. I'll pay for your clothes. Come out early tomorrow and we'll buy clothes. It's 2:00 p.m. at the school opening ceremony. It's too late. All right? "

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head, "Xiao you, I don't mind what others think of me. Really? Have I seen little from childhood? I am not afraid. I don't want to spend your money or borrow it. All I want is a scholarship. "

What else should Xiaoyou say? Zuo Xiaoyou interrupted, "Xiaoyou, stop talking. I'm not the kind of person who will be vain about such things. Don't worry, I won't be sad at all. "

Seeing her persistence, Xiaoyou turned the topic and asked, "Xiaoyou, do you still live in the dormitory this year?"

Zuo Xiaoyou thought, "well, I'll pay the dormitory fee. But I may not be able to live there. If the Dean calls the dormitory, you should help me hide it. "

Xiaoyou agreed. They talked for a while before hanging up.

Although he didn't care, Zuo Xiaoyou got up and took out all the clothes in the cabinet.

Her clothes are very convenient. There are four sets of clothes in summer, and ye Rui threw a T-shirt.

Zuo Xiaoyou chose the latest T-shirt and nine point pencil pants. This is what she saw once when turning magazines in the water bar. Now stars wear them like this. She is tall and looks very comfortable in board shoes. The stall owner also said that she put ten dollars through a thousand dollars of instant vision. Although it's flattering, Xiao you also thinks it's good-looking after all.

She put the clothes and shoes she would wear the next day neatly at the head of the bed, seriously and carefully.

In the study, night Rui looked at the screen on the wall. Every move of Zuo Xiaoyou was in his sight.

Simon stood aside, looking a little sour.

Night Rui looked at the cheap clothes, frowned and said to Simon, "what about the clothes he bought before?"

He had asked Uncle Jin to prepare Zuo Xiaoyou's clothes before. Where did they go? Why don't you wear it.

Simon stood aside and whispered, "my father said that Xiaoyou didn't want to owe the young master money, so he sent all those clothes back to the cloakroom."

Night Rui's slender fingers knocked on the back of the chair, and the corner of his lips raised a sneer, "is uncle Jin doing things like this?"

Let his woman go out in rags and lose his face?

Simon bowed his head and prayed silently for his father. He didn't beg for mercy, just for his own blessing.

"Buy ten sets of new models of the season and hang them in the wardrobe on the left, small and right." The narrow and arrogant eyes glanced at him faintly, "and before. I don't want to see Zuo Xiaoyou wear such rags again. You can't do it well. You go back to country m with Uncle Jin and change yewei. "

"Simon will do it." Simon stands at attention at once.

As soon as Zuo Xiaoyou returned to his room after dinner, he saw Simon moving bags into the room.

"Mr. Simon?" Zuo Xiaoyou walked over in surprise, "what are you doing?"

Night Rui house has servants to clean the room at any time, so the door is open when people are away. It's not surprising that Simon can go in.

"The young master told me to buy the clothes for Miss Zuo." Then, regardless of Zuo Xiaoyou, he hung the clothes one by one with a clothes hanger and put them in the cabinet. Without hesitation, he picked up Zuo Xiaoyou's clothes and went there.

"Oh, wait. Give me back my clothes. " Zuo Xiaoyou hurried after him and stopped in front of him with open arms. When he stopped, he stretched out his hand, "give me back my clothes."

She was really angry and put clothes in her cabinet without her consent. That's OK. She can give it back to Uncle Jin herself. But why take her clothes? She knows where Simon is going. It's the recycling room.

Yerui Curie's old things will be put there first, and uncle Jin will sort them out and decide whether to discard them, process them or distribute them to the servant room behind.

Simon automatically discarded her clothes.

"That's what the young master means." Simon hugged her clothes tightly and refused to give them to her. He doesn't want to go back to m country with his father.

Zuo Xiaoyou was angry and covered his ears. "Don't take yerui to press me..."

Before the words were finished, the voice of yerui liangbo came from behind, "that's what I mean."

"Young master." Simon took advantage of the moment when Zuo Xiaoyou returned, bowed to yerui, and immediately ran back to the collection room with her old clothes.

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at Ye Rui's indifferent look and felt uncomfortable. The young master's command, the young master's meaning, can't she have her own idea and meaning?

Like a person is so strange, clearly and rationally know that the other party is on, but the heart will always silently look forward to an equality.

Zuo Xiaoyou knows that she and yerui are destined to be men's and women's positions. She also knows that the other party is unattainable, but her subconscious still thinks that yerui will care about herself. So this contradiction was entangled, stimulating her heartache that she couldn't love.

Night Rui's cold and arrogant eyes swept from her face, "why? Have an opinion? "

Yes, there are opinions, there are great opinions.