Why do you want to call me

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What my father produced was a gray cloche hat.

The brimless hat has stacked vertical stripes, woven florals in pink, purple and yellow, and a sky-blue ribbon a few centimeters from the brim.

Cinderella recognized at a glance that this was the most popular style among young girls, and she could see many people wearing this hat at school.

"I wanted to give you this hat a few days ago, but I've been busy recently, so..."

The father felt very embarrassed, he said that he was a little bit unreasonable in the end, and felt very guilty for Cinderella in his heart.

He had always known that his daughter was being treated like a maid by his current wife.

But the stepmother in this family is very strong, and even he can't refute it, because he barely supports his current career by relying on his wife.

So there is nothing to do about it.

"Thank you father, this hat is very beautiful, I like it very much."

Cinderella thanked her father, took the hat readily, and put it on her own head.

In an instant, there was a trace of soft beauty on the girl's body.

It's a pity that the old-fashioned thick-rimmed glasses ruthlessly destroyed it in the next second.

"Cinderella!"

The stepmother's urging voice came from the living room, and Cinderella took off the hat and put it away hastily after hearing it.

The father watched the girl's back from behind, his mouth squirmed a few times, and finally said nothing.

It's just that in his eyes, there is a little more pathetic desolation.

"Cinderella, I said can you slow down?"

"Even the dear snail next door moves faster than you!"

Seeing Cinderella who came late, the stepmother sneered a few words harshly, and then put on a bad face.

"The Kaplin family, which owns three factories, is coming to today's family feast, so wipe your eyes brighter than crystals!"

"If there is anything wrong, just wait to be fired!"

When the maid heard this, her actions became more serious. After all, being a maid for a rich man was a bit more difficult and tiring, but it was better than life outside.

The stepmother looked satisfied until she saw Cinderella.

"Cinderella, don't go to school today, just do things at home!"

The girl who was wiping the vase paused when she heard this, but then continued wiping.

However, under the hair on the forehead, a faint golden light began to spread.

However, a male voice suddenly came from behind the stepmother, causing the girl's body to shake, and the golden light disappeared unconsciously.

"Ariel, let her go to school."

The stepmother frowned when she saw that someone was interceding for Cinderella, and looked back with triangular eyes.

Seeing that it was his own man, he sneered.

The father looked at his wife's sharp eyes, and the courage he had built up was lost in an instant.

But he still said without confidence in front of his wife: "There are enough maids at home, and there is no shortage of this one. Let Cinderella go to school."

The stepmother narrowed her eyes, wanting to reprimand her man.

But thinking that he was required to attend today's family banquet, it would be difficult to refute his father's face, and he didn't want to see Cinderella at the family banquet.

So she just sneered, and bento acquiesced.

Anyway, there is no rush for this moment, can Cinderella still run away?

The girl finally went to school safely.

Cinderella walked halfway, and suddenly remembered that there was something she hadn't brought because she was in a hurry, and she always felt a little uneasy.

But now the time is approaching for class, and it is too late to go back.

But no one would go to his dark and damp storage room.

"Ding Dong—"

The doorbell rang, and my father stood at the door in formal attire with a serious face, and reached out to open the door himself to show respect.

On the other hand, the stepmother put on a dignified smile and was dressed very formally.

The door was opened, and standing on the steps were an old man and a young man.

Their faces were indifferent and arrogant, but after seeing their father, they still hugged him.

This made my father a little flattered.

"Come in, please."

The stepmother on the side also said with a smile, unable to hear the harsh tone at all.

After all, the person here is the big boss who owns three factories, much stronger than his own.

This time I came here to talk about a cooperation.

During the family banquet, the indifferent faces of the two eased, and they chatted with their father.

After drinking for three rounds, the young man said that he needed to go to the bathroom.

The father asked if he needed someone to lead the way, but the young man refused with a smile.

And after he was out of sight, his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

The young man's eyes searched around the house, but he dared not use the mysterious power in his body.

Relying on the perception of Momohuhu, he walked through the corridor.

Because the stepmother wants to maintain the scene, all the maids serve her in the living room.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to sense something, and then looked at the storage room under the stairs.

Chapter 110: The Truth Getting Closer

It was a storage room that looked very small.

Seeing this, the young man raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't expect that the source of perception fluctuations would be stored here.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't care about the stains on the doorknob, and gently pulled it with his hand.

crunch~

The wooden door made an old sound, and then a gap appeared.

A pungent musty smell quietly flowed out from the crack of the door, and the young man seemed to be able to vaguely sense the unusual smell from it.

Opening the door slowly, one can see a small, dark but tidy room.

The things inside are piled up in secret, but they are not in a mess, but in order.

The young man bent down and squeezed himself in.

In an instant, he felt that unclean aura seemed to be getting stronger.

His eyes glanced around, and then stopped on the desk.

The young man stepped forward and opened a few pages of the book on the table, and was surprised to find that the owner of this room was actually a student of Imperial University.

"All Worlds"

She lives in this kind of room?

He didn't find what he wanted on the desk, so he carefully put everything back in place.

The young man's eyes continued to search, and finally caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous thing.

It hangs right over the bed, yet its rustic texture blends perfectly with the wall.

It's hard to spot it at first glance.

He approached the horn, not daring to use the slightest bit of mysterious power, for fear of disturbing the item.

But even so, the horn seemed to be aware of it, and a hazy light began to shine on his body.

This scene shocked the young man back a few steps, accidentally bumped into a broom, and fell to the ground with a loud noise.

But he didn't seem to notice, his eyes were fixed on the horn.

What the priest said is indeed correct, it is really a mysterious item.

After the youth moved away from the horn, the light of the horn also went out. It seemed that there was a certain distance.

Just when the young man was excited, a female voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"You, what are you doing here?"

When he looked back, it was a girl who looked ordinary with makeup on.

The girl was looking at him with puzzled eyes, as if wondering why he came here.

The young man remembered that this girl was one of the two sisters at the banquet just now, she seemed to be the younger sister.

The man kept peeking at him from the table.

The young man suddenly had a plan.

"This young lady who is as beautiful as a blooming flower, I'm just curious."

A warm smile bloomed on his face, he explained to his sister in a magnetic voice, while secretly launching his own charm ability.

The younger sister looked at the handsome face in front of her, as if the Prince Charming from her dream had come out.

Hearing the straightforward praise in his words, I was a little lost in my mind for a while.

He even forgot all his doubts about why the young man was here.

She stammered and said, "Thank you, thank you for your compliment, just call me by my name."

"Oh, do you have a nightingale at home?"

The young man took two steps forward, getting closer to his sister.

The masculine breath began to envelop her, and her breathing became short of breath, and she took a step back involuntarily.

"No, no."

"Then why I heard the melodious voice of the nightingale."

The young man pressed on step by step, and the younger sister kept retreating, until she touched the cold wall, and she suddenly realized what she was doing here.

"We saw that you had been away for a long time and hadn't come back, so we were a little worried and came over to have a look."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

The young man responded with a smile, then changed his words and asked her.

"May I ask if you are worried, or... are you worried?"

The younger sister's eyes widened suddenly, her heart was beating rapidly, and her mind was in a mess due to the blunt words.

Seeing this, the young man took this opportunity to ask her who the owner of this room is.

"This is Cinderella's room."

"Then do you know what this horn is?"

He pointed to the horn hanging over the bed.

The younger sister looked at it, and when she was about to answer, she was suddenly taken aback.

Her memory of it was completely blank.

"I don't know, but she got it back a few days ago."