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Gong Pingan couldn't help but burst out laughing. His daughter was still a little inexperienced, but if this boy could stay by her side, he could protect her well. Gong Pingan believed that this boy would definitely not disappoint him.
The boy did not turn back, perhaps he also knew how big the gap was between him and them. Just now, when he was running away, he stepped on the glass, the pain was excruciating, but he did not dare to let go. The girl on his shoulder was as pure as an angel that he would only see in his dreams, he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would wake up this dream.
Touching the thousand dollars in his pocket, he couldn't help but laugh. This thousand dollars was enough for him to go to school. He had to go to school. He had to try his best to escape this slums and become a successful man.
As for that dream, he looked at the small butterfly brooch in his hand. It had been accidentally dropped from her body. Coincidentally, he had caught it himself.
That pure and beautiful girl, he was willing to use his own life to protect her.
While she was still in a daze, she saw a small figure blocking her. She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe that this girl had already caught up to her, but pretended to look indifferent. "What, you want your money back?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but grip the butterfly brooch in his pants pocket tightly. He silently allowed her to not discover that he had hidden her brooch.
However, the little princess looked at him with anger, "Didn't you say you were going to take us out in exchange for me? Am I only worth a thousand dollars? "
"This?" The boy looked at the girl in front of him with a bit of surprise. She had a confident and confident expression, leaving him speechless. "Then, what do you think we should do?"
The little princess looked at the boy brilliantly before extending her tender white hands, "Come home with me."
"Eh?" The boy stared at the chubby little hand of the little princess, then looked at his own dirty hand, and subconsciously hid it behind him.
"What? You're still unwilling?" The little princess watched as his hand paused for so long, but he still didn't react. He was so angry that tears were rolling down his cheeks.
The boy saw that he had angered her and didn't know how to comfort the little princess. He could only look at her in a fluster, but he didn't dare touch her because she was too clean.
He thought for a moment and then limped forward. He ignored the little princess and naturally, she would stop crying.
Sure enough, once he left, the little princess immediately stopped crying and turned around to grab his pants, "If you don't come with me, I'll rip off your pants."
The boy felt a bead of sweat the size of a bean appear on his head, but he still had her butterfly brooch inside his pants. He subconsciously protected his pants pocket, then turned around and looked at the little princess with a helpless expression.
She smiled as she snatched the boy's hand away, then hopped back, "Mummy told me to come find you. You're going to be with us from now on."
The boy happily looked at the little princess holding his hand. This was the first time he had such contact with someone from the opposite sex. He was usually too poor and tyrannical, and basically no one could communicate with him.
He looked at the little princess' sweet profile and her smiling eyes. He felt a warm current slowly flowing into his heart. This girl seemed to be everything to him. From now on, he was going to have a brand-new life.
Gong Pingan stood in the distance and looked at the two children and couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. The young master's expression was still extremely unpleasant, but when he saw his sister bring the boy back, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Gong Pingan looked at his own son and couldn't help but think of that man. They were too similar, and even though he had never seen them before, their expressions and smiles were all almost exactly the same.
When the four of them finally returned to Sisley's residence, Gong Pingan couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Sisley was still in the meeting room and would only return after a while.
"Why don't you go take a shower first?" Gong Pingan instructed the nanny to bring the two children to take a bath. The Little Princess looked at the boy reluctantly, then was pushed up the stairs by her brother to take a bath.
After the two chattering kids left, the entire villa became empty once again. The boy looked at the expensive wool carpet on the ground, and the ground had a black mark on it. All of the decorations were magnificent, and even the servants were looking at him arrogantly.
They were both children, but the difference was like heaven and earth. The two children did not know what suffering was, their world consisted only of gifts and their beloved parents. However, every day, he would think about how he could earn money and live on.
He couldn't help but feel a little inferior to himself. It could be said that he was so low in the dust that even the woman who had been amiable earlier was now sitting gracefully on the sofa drinking coffee around a long, exquisite blanket. He couldn't help but shrink back his feet with all his might.
Gong Pingan felt that there was no need for him to bring the two children along to fool around like this, and he almost lost them just running around. If Ou Hanting knew about this, he would definitely say that he did not have a brain.
When he thought about this name, Gong Pingan could not help but stop, and only then did he notice the boy who was standing next to him, and the maid standing by his side. Gong Pingan suddenly reacted, and had his two servants withdraw, and looked at the boy in front of him with a serious expression.
She had to know the boy's intentions. Although she also liked the boy's intelligence, she couldn't decide his life like this.
Just as Gong Pingan was about to speak, Sisley walked in from outside and saw Gong Pingan in the living room. A smile involuntarily formed on her face, but when her gaze stopped at the boy standing at the side, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
"Could it be that a thief entered our house?" Sisley looked at the row of black marks on the wool blanket, then looked at the boy unhappily. This kind of poor person who only came to Egypt to steal from his house, was truly displeased.
Gong Pingan pursed her lips and looked at Sisley with displeasure, "This is a child that I picked up from the outside, you can just treat it as a child of the Gong Ping family."
"Alright." Sisley laughed sinisterly, everyone could see the disdain in his eyes, his cold gaze swept across the boy's body, he did not even dare look up to look at himself, Sisley sneered, and then said to Gong Pingan: "I'm a little tired, I'll go up to rest, and we'll meet at dinner time tonight."
Gong Pingan politely replied Sisley. The boy could not help but raise his head and look at Sisley, and with that glance, the boy charged towards the man, "Demon, you demon! You took my house! to the poorest parts of Egypt! "
The boy did not turn back, perhaps he also knew how big the gap was between him and them. Just now, when he was running away, he stepped on the glass, the pain was excruciating, but he did not dare to let go. The girl on his shoulder was as pure as an angel that he would only see in his dreams, he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would wake up this dream.
Touching the thousand dollars in his pocket, he couldn't help but laugh. This thousand dollars was enough for him to go to school. He had to go to school. He had to try his best to escape this slums and become a successful man.
As for that dream, he looked at the small butterfly brooch in his hand. It had been accidentally dropped from her body. Coincidentally, he had caught it himself.
That pure and beautiful girl, he was willing to use his own life to protect her.
While she was still in a daze, she saw a small figure blocking her. She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe that this girl had already caught up to her, but pretended to look indifferent. "What, you want your money back?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but grip the butterfly brooch in his pants pocket tightly. He silently allowed her to not discover that he had hidden her brooch.
However, the little princess looked at him with anger, "Didn't you say you were going to take us out in exchange for me? Am I only worth a thousand dollars? "
"This?" The boy looked at the girl in front of him with a bit of surprise. She had a confident and confident expression, leaving him speechless. "Then, what do you think we should do?"
The little princess looked at the boy brilliantly before extending her tender white hands, "Come home with me."
"Eh?" The boy stared at the chubby little hand of the little princess, then looked at his own dirty hand, and subconsciously hid it behind him.
"What? You're still unwilling?" The little princess watched as his hand paused for so long, but he still didn't react. He was so angry that tears were rolling down his cheeks.
The boy saw that he had angered her and didn't know how to comfort the little princess. He could only look at her in a fluster, but he didn't dare touch her because she was too clean.
He thought for a moment and then limped forward. He ignored the little princess and naturally, she would stop crying.
Sure enough, once he left, the little princess immediately stopped crying and turned around to grab his pants, "If you don't come with me, I'll rip off your pants."
The boy felt a bead of sweat the size of a bean appear on his head, but he still had her butterfly brooch inside his pants. He subconsciously protected his pants pocket, then turned around and looked at the little princess with a helpless expression.
She smiled as she snatched the boy's hand away, then hopped back, "Mummy told me to come find you. You're going to be with us from now on."
The boy happily looked at the little princess holding his hand. This was the first time he had such contact with someone from the opposite sex. He was usually too poor and tyrannical, and basically no one could communicate with him.
He looked at the little princess' sweet profile and her smiling eyes. He felt a warm current slowly flowing into his heart. This girl seemed to be everything to him. From now on, he was going to have a brand-new life.
Gong Pingan stood in the distance and looked at the two children and couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. The young master's expression was still extremely unpleasant, but when he saw his sister bring the boy back, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Gong Pingan looked at his own son and couldn't help but think of that man. They were too similar, and even though he had never seen them before, their expressions and smiles were all almost exactly the same.
When the four of them finally returned to Sisley's residence, Gong Pingan couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Sisley was still in the meeting room and would only return after a while.
"Why don't you go take a shower first?" Gong Pingan instructed the nanny to bring the two children to take a bath. The Little Princess looked at the boy reluctantly, then was pushed up the stairs by her brother to take a bath.
After the two chattering kids left, the entire villa became empty once again. The boy looked at the expensive wool carpet on the ground, and the ground had a black mark on it. All of the decorations were magnificent, and even the servants were looking at him arrogantly.
They were both children, but the difference was like heaven and earth. The two children did not know what suffering was, their world consisted only of gifts and their beloved parents. However, every day, he would think about how he could earn money and live on.
He couldn't help but feel a little inferior to himself. It could be said that he was so low in the dust that even the woman who had been amiable earlier was now sitting gracefully on the sofa drinking coffee around a long, exquisite blanket. He couldn't help but shrink back his feet with all his might.
Gong Pingan felt that there was no need for him to bring the two children along to fool around like this, and he almost lost them just running around. If Ou Hanting knew about this, he would definitely say that he did not have a brain.
When he thought about this name, Gong Pingan could not help but stop, and only then did he notice the boy who was standing next to him, and the maid standing by his side. Gong Pingan suddenly reacted, and had his two servants withdraw, and looked at the boy in front of him with a serious expression.
She had to know the boy's intentions. Although she also liked the boy's intelligence, she couldn't decide his life like this.
Just as Gong Pingan was about to speak, Sisley walked in from outside and saw Gong Pingan in the living room. A smile involuntarily formed on her face, but when her gaze stopped at the boy standing at the side, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
"Could it be that a thief entered our house?" Sisley looked at the row of black marks on the wool blanket, then looked at the boy unhappily. This kind of poor person who only came to Egypt to steal from his house, was truly displeased.
Gong Pingan pursed her lips and looked at Sisley with displeasure, "This is a child that I picked up from the outside, you can just treat it as a child of the Gong Ping family."
"Alright." Sisley laughed sinisterly, everyone could see the disdain in his eyes, his cold gaze swept across the boy's body, he did not even dare look up to look at himself, Sisley sneered, and then said to Gong Pingan: "I'm a little tired, I'll go up to rest, and we'll meet at dinner time tonight."
Gong Pingan politely replied Sisley. The boy could not help but raise his head and look at Sisley, and with that glance, the boy charged towards the man, "Demon, you demon! You took my house! to the poorest parts of Egypt! "
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