Invincible cute baby comes knocking on the door

Chapter 273

In the Yao family, she had always been the little princess that Yao Zhenghai held in his palm and doted on. Of course, she didn't want someone to compete with her suddenly out of thin air.

If Mommy didn't want to claim her back to Yao's house, why did she secretly take so many photos of her?If she came to Yao's house, wouldn't all her good things have to be shared with others?Even from now on, the property of the Yao family will no longer belong to her alone, Yao Sisi.

How can this work?Can't!She absolutely does not allow anyone to shake her unique position in the Yao family!
Yao Sisi looked down at the information behind the photo, which contained detailed information about Ye Zhixia.

Ye Zhixia, 18 years old, a student of Class 9 (39) of Huayang No. [-] Middle School, a single-parent family, lives in a poor area of ​​Dawang Street, and has a mother Ye Wanqing, [-] years old, who works as a dancer in a ballroom.

Yao Sisi couldn't help frowning as she looked at the small and dilapidated Ye family courtyard in the photo.Ye Zhixia lived in such a bad place since she was a child, if she knew that Ye Miaoxin was her real mother, she would definitely try her best to enter Yao's house and become the eldest lady.

In Yao Sisi's human values, no one would refuse such a good thing as a pie in the sky.Suddenly changing from a poor man to a wealthy daughter, I'm afraid Ye Zhixia will wake up laughing when he sleeps!

But I won't make her happy!Did she think that with a face exactly like hers, she could enter Yao's house smoothly?Let's make her spring and autumn dream!
No matter what, she must find a way to prevent Ye Zhixia from becoming a member of the Yao family before Ye Miaoxin goes to school to recognize her daughter!
At the same time, in the bedroom on the second floor of Yin's villa.

Ye Zhixia moved around on the pillow, but didn't sleep.No wonder, she went to bed late in the morning, and after eating, she took a nap for an hour under the force of the uncle. How could she be able to sleep now?
When she turned over for the hundred and first time, the man beside her couldn't help but said, "What's wrong, can't sleep?"

Hearing the gentle questioning voice from above her head, she simply turned her face to face him, grabbed his arm and asked back: "Uncle, are you unable to sleep too?"

"It's okay." If she didn't toss and turn, he might have gone to Duke Zhou.

But Ye Zhixia took his implicit answer as an affirmation, rubbed his head on the pillow, blinked his bright eyes, and said expectantly: "Uncle, why don't you sing me a lullaby?" Come on, listen to it and we'll fall asleep."

The uncle's voice is deep and magnetic, and his singing must be very tasteful.

The man shook his head and replied lightly: "No."

Ye Zhixia was not discouraged, and continued to ask: "Then it's okay to tell a bedtime story." Anyway, she doesn't pick, Grimm's fairy tales, One Thousand and One Nights, and even idiom stories are fine.

The man still shook his head: "No."

She lowered her request, took a step back and said, "What about jokes, jokes are always told, right?"

Under her expectant eyes, the man had to think seriously for a moment, but the result was still the same two words: "No."

"Ah?" Ye Zhixia wrinkled his small face and said unyieldingly, "Then what do you know, uncle?"

Shooting and killing people, fighting and fighting, loading and unloading ammunition, negotiating venture capital, hacking the system, but if you listen to him talk about these, it seems to be more conducive to insomnia.

The man pondered for a moment, then replied tactfully: "I know a lot, such as washing and cooking, mopping the floor and washing dishes."

(End of this chapter)