Black-bellied husband is addicted to love: eat a sweet wife

My name is Tang Ruo, and I live in a small room in a big house.Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels, completely without ads!

When I was seven years old, I knew that the grandfather I depended on was not my real grandfather, and my parents were still alive, but they didn't want me anymore.

I went to sneak a look at my real parents, but didn't see them.

Because they also lived in a big house, separated by carved iron gates and a large lawn, the people in the distance were all small, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly at all.

At that time, I was young and didn't understand anything, but when I grew up, I often heard people talking about me who was "lost" by that family. They said that my biological grandfather made a will, and once I was found , the inheritance of that family is mine. [

Many people talked about the rich young lady who was living outside, and discussed how she would react if she knew her multi-billion net worth.

In fact, they didn't know, I didn't react at all, even after hearing from the second young master that my parents were afraid that I would suddenly appear and steal their son's property, so they wanted to act preemptively, find me out and get rid of them secretly. There was no response either.

I am very busy, busy with homework, busy working to earn tuition fees, and busy being filial to my grandfather. When I was very young, I knew not to waste time for people who are not worth it.

Yes, it's not worth it. I don't like the parents who abandoned me, so I don't want to shed a single tear for them. I like my grandfather who is always strict but also loves me. I also like the Yan family.

I think part of the reason why I didn't leave Yan's house was because of the second young master.

I know, everyone says that I like the second young master, I have liked it since I was a child.

I do like it.

When I was young, I liked watching the second young master take his younger brothers to practice self-defense. A group of boys older than me stood in a row, obediently with their hands behind their backs, and looked at their second brother with admiration and conviction.

Well, admiration and conviction, I think that must be the same feeling in my heart at that time.

But at that time, I couldn't accurately describe the thoughts in my heart. I just felt that the second young master's whole body seemed to be plated with a layer of gold under the bright sun, which was even more beautiful than the majestic gods in the storybooks.

So at that time, I liked to stand by the wall the most, peeking at the admirable and convincing Second Young Master, and listening to other people calling him Second Brother.

Second brother, second brother... I really envy them, because they have such a good brother as the second young master, if I am one of them, how wonderful it would be.

I suck at drawing, but in art class, as long as the teacher asks me to hand in figure paintings, I will definitely get full marks.

The teacher said that I am very talented in drawing portraits. In fact, I am not talented, but my painting is the second young master, the most beautiful, and I most hope that he can be my brother's second young master.

As long as I can draw one percent of the second young master's handsomeness, that painting will be good enough for me to get full marks.

This is not because of my blind worship of the second young master, because the teacher really gave me full marks.

The second young master is so outstanding, I think people all over the world should like him, and those who don't like him must be fools.

So when I heard that the second young master has someone he likes, but the person he likes has a crush on another boy, I was very unconvinced.

How could anyone beat the Second Young Master?I don't believe it, I want to see him with my own eyes. [

In high school, the person named Zuo Sichen is very famous, and he can be as famous as the second young master, but I think he is not as good as the second young master at all.