"No. I was guilty of hypoglycemia, I fell into the river by accident. It's not in the way

"Where is your home? I'll take you back. I'm really not at ease with the way you are now. " Xiao you is worried. In front of the woman looks haggard, as if the wind will fall, where she dare to let her own action.

"This Will it be too much trouble for you

"It's OK. Do more good things. Maybe you can live a long life in the future." Xiaoyou has a smile.

"You are the child." The woman laughs, but it doesn't stop Xiaoyou's kindness.

According to the address given by the woman, Xiaoyou soon sent people to the place, but this address is a little familiar.

"This is my home, little girl. You look wet all over. Go in and take a bath and change your clothes. Otherwise, you will get sick when the wind blows at night."

"No, auntie. I'm all wet. It's not good to dirty your house later. My family lives near here and it's not far away. I'll just go back. "

"Little girl, you saved my life. How can you care about your dirty home?" The woman was smiling and pulled her into the room: "my name is Jiang Qiushui. I think you are about the same age as my son. Just call me aunt Jiang."

Jiang Qiushui is really gracious, Xiaoyou is not good, and then refused, had to be a: "that, nagging aunt Jiang."

Originally, Xiaoyou thought that she was just saving an ordinary middle-aged woman. Even when she was standing in front of her house, she didn't have another idea. But as soon as she stepped into the house, she felt that her idea just now was absolutely stupid.

It's not common.

It's just too luxurious, OK?

Bai Mohan is the richest man in the North City, but compared with Jiang Qiushui's house, Bai's villa is nothing but a small one.

The luxury level is comparable. The key is the design. It's just Amazing!

She would bet that the design of the whole house is definitely not the work of an ordinary designer, and she doesn't know which industry leader's masterpiece it is.

"Auntie Jiang, this design of your house is really It's beautiful. " Although Xiaoyou is mainly engaged in jewelry design, but different, but the same source ah.

From the designer's point of view, every corner here is a boutique.

"Oh, yes? To tell you the truth, it was all designed by my son for fun. At the beginning, when he bought the house, he wanted to design it by himself. At that time, his father and I didn't put it in our heart. We didn't expect to design it. The effect was really good. "

"Your son? Is he a designer? " Xiao you's eyes are full of little stars now. Now she is really curious about Jiang Qiushui's son. "Designers? Half of it. He majored in psychology when he was in University. A year ago, he suddenly became interested in design and studied it for a while. However, when he was a child, he was very gifted in this field. He wrote and painted at home every day. At that time, he was also liked by a designer and wanted to accept him as an apprentice

"Your son is really good." Xiaoyou doesn't know what to say. Such a talented design is only half of it? Then she, the "whole" designer, is not going to be shameless.

"Well, after so much talking, I forgot that you were still wet. Come on, the bathroom is here. I don't have any clothes for young girls, only my own. But it seems that we are similar in stature. I hope you don't dislike them. "

"Don't dislike, don't dislike, aunt Jiang has such a good figure. I'm happy to wear aunt Jiang's clothes."

"You are a sweet girl, not like my son."

Xiaoyou, with a smile, flashed into the bathroom.

She was really frozen. As soon as she came into contact with cold water, the whole person trembled and rushed for a long time.

Jiang Qiushui specially chose some younger clothes for her, which are quite suitable for her.

Xiaoyou came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair. "Auntie Jiang, I've done it. You what the hell! Xiao Musheng! Why are you here! "

Looking at the man standing in the living room, the towel in Xiaoyou's hands fell off.

"Designers? Is that half of it? "

"When he was young, he had a lot of talent for this."

"Danian is still favored by a designer, who wants to accept him as an apprentice."

Just now Jiang Qiushui said one by one in her mind, at this time, she suddenly had a bold idea.

Aunt Jiang's hapless son is not Xiao Musheng, is he?

"Little cute sister?" Xiao Musheng was more surprised than Xiao you, but there was a ray of indistinguishable look in his eyes.

"Why? Son, do you know this little girl? " Jiang Qiushui came out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot things and waved to Xiaoyou warmly: "little girl, the ginger soup I just cooked for you. You've been blown all the way by the wind. You must be cold. Drink some ginger soup to get rid of the cold. ""Oh, thank you, aunt Jiang." Xiaoyou was pulled to sit on the sofa, and now she has not come out from the shock that "aunt Jiang's son is actually Xiao Musheng".

"By the way, you haven't told me, little girl, do you know my son?"

"Well, auntie, I'm the boss of Xiao Musheng now."

"Boss? I can't see that, little girl, you have made such achievements when you are young. I don't know which parents are lucky to have such a wonderful child like you. "

Xiao Musheng's face because of this sentence, a moment gloomy to the bottom.

Jiang Qiushui glanced at him and said discontentedly: "you child, how can you see the leader still pulling his face when he comes home? Come and treat your boss. You know, if it wasn't for the little girl's loyalty today, your mother and I would have drowned in the river. "

“…… Mr. Gong, thank you Xiao Mu Sheng frowned slightly and opened his mouth with difficulty.

Xiao you is slightly stunned, this boy suddenly calls her "Gong Zong", she is not used to it. "It's nothing. It's just a little help."

"Oh, by the way, little girl, I don't know your name yet."

"Ah, aunt Jiang, my surname is Gong, and my name is..."

"Ma!" Xiao Musheng suddenly and loudly interrupted them. His face was full of panic.

"Oh, son of a bitch, why are you so loud all of a sudden? It scares me."

Xiao you is also puzzled. It seems that there is something wrong with Xiao Musheng today. Is it because he is embarrassed to open the same skin as usual in front of his mother?

"Mom, it's getting late. It's time for Gong to go back. General manager Gong usually comes home from work on time. Now that she's been delayed for such a long time, her family must be worried. "

That's right. I don't know now By the way, Han!

Xiaoyou suddenly remembered that her bag was still left by the river, and her mobile phone was in it.

Another look at the time, it's almost nine o'clock in the evening. It's over!