To be honest, after wearing this body, she really didn't take a good look at the place where she lived.
The house is an old-fashioned small two-storey building with a courtyard, red bricks and black tiles, the walls are not painted or tiled, and part of the area is covered with black mold after years of age.
In short, this is the standard architectural style of the 1980s, and it does look old and dilapidated.
Huo Yao touched the tip of his nose, thinking that she has lived in such a difficult environment for more than a year, and she is quite able to go with the situation.
At this moment, the sharp voices in the room stopped.
He Xiaoman, who was dressed in a black lace dress, came out of the room. She wore a purple silk scarf around her neck. Her makeup was exquisite, her hair was tied up with diamond hairpins, and she was full of aristocratic temperament. Seeing Huo Yao standing in the yard, he was stunned.
Soon, He Xiaoman came back to his senses, suppressed the complex expressions in his eyes, and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"
Huo Yao looked at He Xiaoman calmly, his eyes were dim, and his thoughts drifted away.
A year ago, she was put into this body for an unknown reason. At that time, this body was not called Huo Yao, but Lu Yao. She was the daughter of a local wealthy family in S City.
Until a few months ago, I was suddenly told that this body was not a child of the Lu family, but was wrongly hugged by a nurse in the hospital when he was born. The actual biological parents were just an ordinary working couple. It can be said that the family burden is very heavy to raise four sons who are said to be self-motivated.
The adoptive mother, that is, He Xiaoman in front of me, learned that her own daughter lived in such a poor family, but she raised the poor family's child as a daughter. It may be this strong contrast that inspired her innermost feelings. The remaining maternal love, coupled with the fact that the daughter raised in a poor family looks gentle and generous, sweet-mouthed and kind-hearted, so she quickly took her daughter home, changed her name and entered the family tree, for fear that her daughter would be wronged.
On the other hand, Lu Yao, a fake daughter, was born in a wealthy family on the surface, but in fact she was not liked by the Lu family. She was left in the small county town of He Xiaoman's mother's house since she was a child, and she might not come to see her once in a year or two. .
When the real daughter came back, she, the fake daughter, would naturally have to stand aside, so before the Huo family's biological parents came to pick her up, He Xiaoman told her that she was not worthy of the surname Lu, let alone continue to live here. The appearance of pushing people away is exactly the same as the indifferent attitude at this time.
Huo Yao regained his thoughts, and at the same time casually withdrew his gaze from He Xiaoman.
Seeing this, He Xiaoman frowned, and suddenly became angry: "What's your attitude?"
Huo Yao listened to this question full of anger, brows frivolously, and said with a playful smile, "Then what is your identity now?"
After saying that, He Xiaoman's well-maintained face turned dark instantly.
Sure enough, no matter how long the children of other people's families are raised, they will still be wild, without half the education and manners.
At this moment, He Xiaoman couldn't help but think of her own daughter Lu Xia. Although she grew up in a lowly ordinary family, she is gentle and generous, with a temperament of Huilan. She not only studies well, but is also versatile and versatile. Now he is still poached by scouts to become a star, he was born to give Lu parents face.
On the other hand, this adopted daughter, except for this face, is nothing compared to her Xia Xia.
He Xiaoman took a deep breath, thinking of the purpose of coming back this time, her eyes narrowed slightly, she pondered for a few seconds, and she suppressed the anger in her heart.
(end of this chapter)