Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

"Here comes the bus!"

An xiaonuan pointed to the car coming slowly not far away and said.

The bus stops at this stop, no one gets off here, only an xiaonuan and yemingjue get on.

The car is very open, almost no passengers. They find a seat in the back row. An xiaonuan looks at the scenery curiously and finds that the scenery in many places has changed from a few years ago.

The sun came in from the window and fell on her bright white face, plating her cheeks with a light, soft gold.

Yemingjue couldn't help kissing her on the cheek.

"Uncle..." An xiaonuan can't help but blame.

"What's the matter?" Yemingjue smoothed a wisp of broken hair on her forehead.

"This is the bus." Ann small warm Du small mouth to remind.

"But there was no one on the bus." Yemingjue seriously added.

"Isn't the driver still ahead..." An xiaonuan thinks uncle's face is too thick.

However, over the years, she has been used to it. Sometimes she still feels shy, especially when her uncle kisses her in front of many people.

Really, for fear that others will not know that she is uncle's wife?

Looking at the shy appearance of the little girl, yemingjue smiles.

He has taken off his sunglasses. When he smiles, there is a different kind of tenderness in his deep eyes, warmer than the sun. His dark eyes are as bright as the stars.

An xiaonuan looks at it, and her cheeks turn red.

This is the person she loves. Over the years, the uncle she loves has never changed. Even a simple action and a smile are still as gentle as before.

She picked up her sunglasses and put them on again: "it's better not to be recognized."

Yemingjue did not take off his sunglasses.

Although this is Europe, he also has many industries here. His face can be called a pass in many places here.

The bus was very slow. It went around the square where there were many pigeons and stopped at an ugly street.

On both sides of the street are European style buildings with obvious style. Most of the shops here are not gorgeous, and few luxury goods will set up shops here.

This is an old street in this city. Most of the shop owners are local old people, selling some homemade handicrafts.

These handicrafts are very popular with an xiaonuan.

She was once attracted by these exotic handicrafts, which even inspired her creation in a certain period of time.

They strolled around for a while, bought some small things, and then had lunch in a nearby restaurant with simple bread and soup.

Then bathed in the afternoon setting sun, continue to stroll along the street.

"Uncle, do you think this sculpture looks like the one we bought five years ago?" Asked Ann.

What this shop buys are coarse porcelain utensils and sculptures. The biggest utensils are as big as those surrounded by one person, while the most attractive ones are those exquisite sculptures.

One of them is a sculpture in the shape of a little angel, which is only the size of a palm. It looks lifelike, with its head down and face covered, showing an indescribable sprout.

"Yes, it is." Said Ye mingjue.

He remembers that an xiaonuan liked the sculpture very much and always put it in the living room of the villa. Later, an Zixuan, the smelly boy of Andrew's family, came to visit the villa and accidentally broke the sculpture.

Although an xiaonuan didn't blame an Zixuan, Andrew still scolded the boy and looked for a long time to find a similar sculpture for an xiaonuan, but he never found it.

"Five years ago?"

A female voice came abruptly. It was the shopkeeper here.

The shopkeeper is a girl in her twenties. She has blonde hair and blue eyes. Her long hair is braided into beautiful braids. She looks at yemingjue and an xiaonuan in surprise and asks in English.

"You two came here five years ago?"

Ann nodded as like as two peas. "Well, we bought a little angel statue here just now. It's just like this."

The owner's face was a little embarrassed: "everything in our store should have been unique. We never made the second same thing. Before, my father was always in charge of the business, and he made all the goods himself. After his death a year ago, I miss him very much, so I made some similar things to commemorate him. I'm very sorry for the inconvenience. "

An xiaonuan understood that the owner was worried that she would be angry.

After all, the biggest feature of this store is that all the products are unique. In this way, naturally, no customers will want to see what they have bought, and there will be a similar second one.

"It doesn't matter," she said hastily, "just before we bought the statue was accidentally broken, today to see the same, is also fate."

Then he pulled the sleeve of yemingjue: "uncle, let's buy this?""Good." Yemingjue agreed without thinking.

Just about to take out the black card to pay the bill, I saw an xiaonuan look at him angrily: "uncle, there is no card here, only cash."

With that, she picked up her small bag and was about to take out cash.

I didn't know I had emptied it. After a closer look, there was a hole in the bag. Not only the cash, but also the cards given to her by Peter, the housekeeper, disappeared.

"This What's the matter, "an xiaonuan can't help but wonder," well, how could it break a hole? "

"It doesn't matter. Since you are predestined with this little angel statue, it's OK not to accept money..." The owner girl kind smile, pick up the box will put the statue wrapped up to give an small warm.

But suddenly a hand reached out and took away the statue of the little angel.

The shopkeeper is stunned, so is Ann xiaonuan.

"Is this a shop or a charity?" The one who robbed the statue was a young girl. She looked at an xiaonuan with a sneer, "if you have no money, you want to buy something. Why don't you rob it? I've got my eye on this statue. You can go away. "

Then he took out a black card and handed it to the stunned shopkeeper: "swipe the card. If I can't swipe the card, I have plenty of cash!"

The owner came back with an embarrassed face: "this..."

The girl seemed dissatisfied with her hesitant attitude and frowned: "why, don't you do business?"

Looking at the price marked on the statue, she directly took out a pile of cash: "is this enough? Keep the change. "

An xiaonuan

She hasn't seen such a arrogant person for a long time. I remember that it was more than ten years ago when she encountered this kind of thing last time.

Angry to angry, but a moment seems to have a kind of feeling back to the past.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing here, which may be the disadvantage of not taking bodyguards

She pouted and looked at yemingjue beside her.

Yemingjue couldn't see his eyes clearly in his sunglasses, and his face was already cold.

the shopkeeper on one side still hesitated, wondering whether he should take the money or not.

After a few seconds, she looks at an xiaonuan apologetically: "Miss, how about..."