After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

The weather has changed drastically in just a few days. When school first started, it was still so hot that it was deadly hot. Now it has turned cold in just a few days.

An Yuannian was lying on the sofa wearing a thin shawl.

"Sister, I'm going to the Mathematics Olympiad class and I will come back later in the evening."

Qi Yiheng picked up his schoolbag and looked at An Yuannian who was still sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Okay, let's go, it doesn't matter if you come back later."

An Yuannian is still immersed in the TV drama, and finally should catch up on the drama on the weekend.

I didn't expect the TV series I saw by accident last time to be quite good.

I took advantage of Saturday to watch everything I hadn't seen in the previous two days.

"Miss, Zhang Shou is responsible for protecting the young master, so today Zhang Zhi is following Song Hua."

Zhang Sheng stood by and reported the situation.

An Yuannian turned off the TV and corrected his slack sitting posture, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the message from Zhang Shou.

"Well, no accident, she should come to me this afternoon."

There is a clear gap between the cold smile on An Yuannian's face and the smiling girl who was watching the drama just now.

"Bring me the box I put in the study two days ago."

"Okay." Zhang Sheng turned his head and went upstairs to get the box that An Yuan read in the study two days ago.

An Yuannian opened the box and looked at all kinds of jewelry scattered in it. There were diamond necklaces the size of quail eggs and some jade bracelets. The whole box was placed in a mess.

Intertwined with each other, dazzling.

Some of these were bought by Yuanzheng himself, and some were given by Yuanzheng's father and her grandparents on her birthday.

The aesthetics of straight men are generally big, expensive is good.

Anyone who is taken away by Song Hua will be sent in to squat until she reaches adulthood.

Things are here for her to squat for a few years, and it's up to her to choose them herself.

If you have vision, you will spend more years squatting. If you have no vision, you will spend less years.

"Zhang Sheng, help me get another mirror and put it on the table."

After An Yuannian finished speaking, she went upstairs. Her jewels, large and small, were all photographed.

An Yuannian was wearing a white mid-length dress with a square collar revealing her slender neck. The white skirt was covered with white gauze and the hem was decorated with pearls, and she was wearing small white leather shoes.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and walked down the stairs, proud like a little princess, her long hair was pulled up by her, and the tiny broken hair was a little more playful.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Zhang Sheng suddenly felt in a trance. Although he was only 15 years old, he seemed to be in control of the overall situation.

If An Yuannian knew what Zhang Sheng was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Her soul is already 26, how could she still be the same as a 15-year-old child.

An Yuannian lifted her skirt slightly and sat on the sofa with a slight smile on her lips.

"Ask Zhang Zhi where is Song Hua?"

An Yuannian looked at the jewels in the box and picked them over and over again, or not put that diamond necklace in it!

After all, it was a 12-year-old birthday present from the original body's father, and it was strangely meaningful, what should I do if I accidentally bumped it.

"Miss, Song Hua will be here in 5 minutes."

"The show is about to begin."

An Yuannian took out the diamond necklace the size of a quail egg from the box and started gesticulating in the mirror.

It goes well with this skirt.

An Yuannian put on the necklace and looked at the girl in the mirror with a smile.

So beautiful!

"Let Zhang Ba get ready, we are about to start."

"Miss is here."

Zhang Sheng stood next to An Yuannian, and his momentum changed instantly.

An Yuannian curled his lips into a smile, and glanced at the more entangled jewelry in the box.

"Miss..." Song Hua started crying heartbreakingly as soon as she entered the villa.

An Yuannian put down the hairpin in his hand and looked in shock at the sobbing woman standing in the living room.

"Aunt Song, what's the matter?" An Yuannian's tone was filled with ignorance.

"Miss, I have always regarded you as my own daughter. Why are you willing to let me leave you for such a long time? Since I left, I have been so worried that I can't eat or sleep well."

Aunt Song wiped away the tears from her face by pulling her sleeves, her eyes were full of viciousness.

Looking sideways at An Yuannian, who was dressed gorgeously and wore a diamond necklace around her neck, she felt disgusted.

Damn girl, if you have that money, you might as well give it to her.

If she wants to tell her son to wait a few years, she will marry this girl. Anyway, she will be wrong when she is eight years old. When the time comes, all the money will belong to her and her son.

"Aunt Song, Nian Nian also misses you because Nian Nian was angry for a while."

An Yuannian burst into tears instantly, sliding down her fair cheeks.

It’s not in vain that when she was a teacher, she played role-playing with the children at the doll’s house every day.

This impeccable acting skill cannot be practiced in three to five years.

"Niannian, why are you willing to let Aunt Song miss you so much?"

When Song Hua was about to move forward, she looked up at Zhang Sheng who was standing next to An Yuannian and shivered in fright.

When she gets her job back, she must let that dead girl quit her job. If she has the money, she might as well let her son come.

"Aunt Song, I regretted it when you left. I just played a childish temper. You can't blame me!"

The red corners of An Yuannian's eyes made people feel distressed, and she looked like a porcelain doll that would be broken if she was not careful.

"No, Aunt Song doesn't blame you."

Song Hua hurriedly waved her hand, endured her fear of Zhang Sheng, and sat down next to An Yuannian, pulling her hand and patting her.

"Niannian, look at how thin you have become in just a few days. No one can take good care of you after I leave."

Song Hua's face was full of distress.

An Yuannian rolled his eyes directly in his heart, feeling distressed that he could act better than her.

She pulled it out calmly, picked up the lidded box on the table and handed it to Song Hua.

"Aunt Song, I'm going to have dinner for my friend later. I don't want to be compared, so you can help me choose another earring and bracelet."

An Yuannian stuffed things into Song Hua's hands pretending to be coquettish.

Song Hua opened the box and looked at the luxurious jewelry inside, her eyes were straight. That woman doesn't like shiny things.

And it all looks like a lot of money.

When she gets married, these are all hers, including the necklace on the dead girl's neck.

"These are all tangled together, Aunt Song will untie them for you."

Song Hua looked extremely caring, but her eyes were still on those jewels.

"How long will it take, Aunt Song, I'm in a hurry."

An Yuan pouted, looking coquettish.

She herself was disgusted by her artificial voice.

Indeed, human potential is unlimited.

"Thinking of you is all tangled together and it will take a long time to unravel."

"Ah, it's too bad. My friend urged me just now, and I have to leave quickly."

An Yuannian had a regretful expression.

"Then Aunt Song, help me get these things out and put them in a good place. I must compare her when I go out next time."

"it is good."

"Then Aunt Song, you cleaned me up at home and went to find my friend."

An Yuannian hugged Song Hua, then stood up and told Zhang Sheng to leave.