The old man listened to the beautiful female voice in front of him, and thought that some big shot was coming, so he quickly let go of the little girl's hand.

The little girl was smart and sharp-eyed, and ran to Si Tong and grabbed Si Tong's hand:

"Sister, I didn't steal flowers. It was something that an older sister told me that I could pick. She also picked it. I just wanted to pick one every day and give it to my younger brother. I picked one every day and didn't steal it."

When the old man saw the little girl complaining, he became more and more dislikable: "That's the daughter of the boss of the National People's Congress. Can you compare with him? He doesn't even look at his own appearance."

It smells smelly and dirty, and I don’t know which smelly ditch came out.

"Send you." When the old man rolled his eyes, Si Tong picked ten flowers from the flowerbed and handed them to the little girl.

"Plant it into the soil and place it in a dark place, and you don't need too much water to survive." Si Tong uprooted it to the little girl, and the red flower will not die.

"Thank you sister." The little girl was stunned. Thinking of her brother's expectant eyes, she still took the flowers handed over by Si Tong.

All the flowers in this flower bed and the flowers next to it are sold. They were planted by the big boss here, so someone was required to guard them.

When the old man saw that Si Tong had made his own decision, he pulled the other side of the flower garden from the flower garden and gave it to the little girl, and he jumped up with anger:

"You, how old are you? How can you pick it? You thief! Be careful, tell my boss and ask the boss to send someone to catch you in the bureau!"

The old man seemed to be able to say only one or two words.

At present, looking at the old man's situation, it is probably because Si Tong and the little girl were at a disadvantage.

Of course, Si Tong didn't plan to do this.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a gentle male voice rang out: "Grandpa, there are so many flowers in the flowerbed, why not pick two? You can't be so petty."

"I'm petty? I'm protecting the interests of my boss. Anyway, the flowers cannot be picked, so I have to pay for them if I pick them..." The old man refused to give up.

"If it were me, they would just pick it!" After the gentle boy finished speaking, a arrogant male voice jumped over several people and reached the old man's ears.

Si Tong did not raise her eyes, but the little girl saw several brothers wearing volleyball sportswear and very good-looking figure standing in front of her and helping her talk to Si Tong.

"Little, young master?" The old man was stunned. When he saw the master of the arrogant male voice clearly, he quickly lowered his head.

"Okay, okay, go down." The master of the arrogant male voice, 1.83 meters tall and full of youthful vitality, was the son of the boss as the old man said, An Cili.

After the old man left, An Cili looked at Si Tong: "Are you quite enthusiastic?" His every move brought the barbarity and wildness of a young boy.

Si Tong always ignored it.

But the little girl walked two steps towards An Cili and looked at An Cili and the boys: "Thank you brothers."

"You're welcome." The gentle boy was a little embarrassed.

"Yichen, I'm sorry to be late. I just went to pick up my sister." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

Si Tong could hear it as soon as she heard it. It was her nominal fucking brother Xiang Weixiao's voice.

She still didn't look up.

The lower eyes fell on the little girl holding the red shore flower: "If you can't raise it, you can come here to find me." He handed the little girl a note with the address written on it.

"Are you here too?" As expected, Xiang Weixiao saw Si Tong. He was curious to look at the volleyball players in his group, "Do you know each other?"

Unexpectedly, it was so coincidental that the gentle boy, Ling Yichen, paused slightly: "I just met him and didn't have time to meet him yet, so is this you?" pointed at Si Tong.

Xiang Weixiao scratched his head and finally said unhappily: "It is my father who has just brought back to raising his daughter, named Si Tong."

Xiang Weixiao said, looking at Si Tong. Seeing that Si Tong had no intention of talking at all, he said to several volleyball players who were with him, "I have a very cold personality, and I have never talked to her, ha."
Chapter completed!