Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 20
Nan Yaoye thought about it for a while: "Tang Zhi...well, this name."

"Candy paper?" Lying on her back, the little girl hugged the pillow and spoke lazily, as if she was the second Ning Zhixu: "What kind of name is that?"

Look at this crazy pose.

Listen to this disdainful tone.

Why is my little baby different from other people's?Nan Yaoye glared at her, and had the urge to pick up the stick again: "Stop talking nonsense, go upstairs to change clothes, and come down to eat later."

Thinking of her having no lunch, the iron-like father felt distressed again, and said in a soft tone: "I didn't have lunch at noon, eat more later."

"Eat." Nan Yi dangled her legs on the armrest of the sofa, deliberately selling herself badly: "Eat Ning Zhixu's leftover bread and milk."

Focus on the words 'Ning Zhixu's leftovers'.

Throwing the peeled orange to her, Nan Yaoye snorted: "I just said that this child is good, studies well, and has a good character. If it were someone else, you wouldn't even be able to eat the leftovers."

"Dad, your double standards are a bit serious..." The orange suddenly became sweeter.

Nan Yi felt that she should die under the stick, or else she would go back to squatting in the trash can.

This father seems to be Ning Zhixu's fan.

She couldn't bear to tell him that the good-natured boy he was talking about was a ruthless character who could tremble ten times when he coughed.

What's more, he doesn't know that you, Mr. Xu, want to take your place as her father in society.

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After dinner, Nan Yi went for a walk in the backyard of the villa, and then rolled back to the room to do homework under the moonlight.

as usual.

First ask what the representative assignments of each subject are, and then rack your brains to figure out the answer.She was too lazy to copy homework, let alone check the answers online.

Ning Zhixu only had one copy of the homework, and she never handed in the homework.

Just finished a day of study and was about to play songs and practice dancing, when my father sent me a WeChat message.

[If another teacher tells me that you don't do your homework, I will cut off the Internet at home. - your father]

Nanyi, who had completely collapsed, took out a new book that had never been used, and wrote his first homework since entering school.

As soon as I picked up the pen, the second WeChat message came in.

[Write well, don't make up anything. - your father]

Nan Yi suspects that the room is monitored.Glancing around, the little girl understood the topic with her meager knowledge.

Before going to bed, she sent an overseas text message to her mother.

[Come back quickly, help. ——your daughter]

Nan Yi falls asleep in despair and wakes up in despair.

Early the next morning, the meal card and bus card by the bed made her sleepy go away without a trace.

There is 100 yuan under the two cards.

There is a note under the 100 yuan.

With two fingers between them, he pulled it out in disgust, and a line of words came into view.

The familiar font comes from her father: one week's living expenses.

Signed: Your patron father.

Human tragedy is nothing more than that.

The dignified young lady who is worth tens of billions of dollars has to grab food in the school cafeteria every day and squeeze the bus to and from school.The unlimited card in her hand was used as a ransom, and she was only allocated 100 yuan a week.

Holding a flimsy renminbi and two cards in his hand, Nan Yi felt that it was getting dark as soon as he woke up.

When Uncle Shen smiled and threw her on the bus stop, she realized that it was a little early for her to despair.

In order for her not to be special, and to hide the fact that she is the daughter of a rich family in a low-key manner, Nan Yaoye asked Uncle Shen to send her to a stop far away from the villa area...nearby.

She got out of the luxury car, walked and took the bus.

This is the bus stop where the most students go to and from school. In an instant, Nan Yi was surrounded by people.

　Nan Yi started to hug Master Xu's thigh——

　　Who made him the idol of Mr. Nan Yaoye——

　　Human tragedy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)