Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 29 He Wasn't Her Knight Long Ago
She was stunned for a moment, picked it up and checked carefully, yes, they were exactly the same, even the shoe size was the same.

She confirmed that she only had one pair of shoes, what happened to the extra two pairs?

Just when she couldn't figure it out, Zhang Ma came over and said, "The shoes were delivered overnight by the second master last night. I said that the second master treats you as well as before, right? It's double the price." The police have already closed the case about the master. It was classified as an accident. It may really have nothing to do with the second master, so you should stop worrying about it... Now there is a big tree for you to lean on. It’s really us The old Xiang family burned incense in his previous life."

Xiang Wan put down the shoes in his hand, chose a pair of unremarkable white casual shoes in the corner, and did not respond to Mama Zhang's words.

In fact, she has been shaken for a while, but she also believes that her mother will not accuse Zuo Xingyun for no reason, and her mother is even determined to take her to die with her... There is a possibility of misunderstanding, really pitifully small.

Many things are not as simple as they appear on the surface. Zhang Ma obviously doesn't understand this truth. She didn't understand it before, but she was forced to understand it later.

She will figure out everything bit by bit, no matter how deep Zuo Xingyun hides, she will dig out everything.

Zuo Xingyun didn't return to Xiang's house at night, and Xiang Wan didn't care about his whereabouts. When he was away, she felt much more relaxed.

She didn't want to go to his room to 'explore' again. She was also very resistant to such sneaky things, and being caught once was enough.

In the past few days, it has been raining one after another, and the roses in the garden have also suffered.

On the weekend morning, when the heavy rain finally stopped, Xiang Wan trimmed off the broken roses in the yard and put them in a vase, placing them in the most conspicuous position.

Looking at those roses, she can't help but think of her father's face full of gentle smiles. In her opinion, her father is the most gentle person in the world and the one who pampers her to the top of her heart.

All the roses were planted for her by her father since she was born, and he searched around for many precious varieties, saying that when she grows up, he will give this expensive old house and the fragrance of the garden to her. She does the dowry.

It's a pity that her father didn't get to watch her get married... This house no longer has the surname Xiang.

She clutched a rose and lay down on the desk in the room and dozed off. Her dreams were all fond memories of her childhood. Her father held her high above her head, saying that she was the most precious treasure in the world.

From childhood to adulthood, her father did protect her like a treasure. Even when she went to school, she was accompanied by bodyguards, picking her up and down, so that she didn't even have a friend when she was so old.

In the end, some incongruous scenes interspersed in the beautiful dream. The young Zuo Xingyun squatted on the ground to help her who had just fallen and was crying to put on her shoes, as pious as a knight guarding a princess.

"The second master is back? Have you had breakfast?"

Zhang's mother's voice in the corridor woke Xiang Wan from her dream. She stretched, looked at the rose in her hand, and recalled the details of her dream. Inexplicably, she thought of Zuo Xingyun wiping her feet in the car ...

He was no longer her knight. The person who really spoiled her like a princess has already died in the ground.

"Eat. She's not up yet?"

Hearing Zuo Xingyun asking about herself, Xiang Wan got up and opened the door to go out, blocking Zhang Mama who was about to answer. It was obvious whether she got up or not.

Zuo Xingyun is still wearing a neat suit, the mysterious and cold black suits his temperament very well.

He has a fresh breath after the rain, and he can smell a little dampness.

His eyes fell on Xiang Wan's hand through the lens. The bright red rose seemed to be a perfect embellishment in Xiang Wan's hand in a white dress. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a flower or a person that was alluring.

(End of this chapter)