you are my soft spot

Chapter 32

'Boom boom boom'.

There was a knock on the door.

Accompanied by the voice of the maid from before, "Little princess, the banquet is about to begin, and the palace boss asked you to come out."

"understood."

Gong Ani got off the sofa, ran to the bathroom to wash her face, dried it with a towel, and in front of the mirror, she pulled her lips and made a smiley gesture.

"Auntie, don't you think I just cried when I look like this?"

Qing Yun sighed, this child is very sensible. "If your father asks later, just say that you accidentally fell and cried a few times. This way you can get over it."

"Okay, as you say."

"Let's go, our little birthday boy."

"Uh-huh."

Qing Yun took Gong Hui's hand, and before leaving the room, she looked back at the drawer again.
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With the appearance of Gong Hui, everyone's attention was immediately gathered.

〖Happy Birthday〗 can be heard endlessly.

Gifts are stuffed everywhere.

Judging from the various reactions of these celebrities, it is enough to see Gong Shuo's status in society.

Dozens of banquet tables.

After everyone was seated, it was quite quiet.

Qing Yun doesn't know these people well, and she deeply feels how strange it is to stand among them.

A person came to the backyard and found a quiet place to sit.

Tasting the birthday cake of Xiaobaozi.

The picture of Nafu that I want to see in my mind.

That painting, the more I think about it, the more I feel familiar.

Like where?
Where did you see it again?

After deliberation, there is no answer.

Maybe I remembered it wrong.

After all, many things like portraits are similar.

Suppressing the doubts in my heart, I was about to get up.

There was a strong smell of alcohol coming from behind, and accompanied by a heavy figure, he said in a frivolous tone: "Beauty, why are you sitting here alone in a daze, do you want to have a glass of wine with me?"

Before Qing Yun had time to say anything, the half-drunk man leaned over and squeezed Qing Yun against the wall.

The pungent smell of wine is even worse.

Thick palms pinched Qing Yun's face, and the heavy breath rushed to Qing Yun's face.

"You're so pretty, I've taken a fancy to you!"

Qing Yun glanced at her face, her voice sank, "Sir, you are drunk!"

The middle-aged man is obese, and naturally has great strength. It is easy to wrap Qing Yun's thin body.

"Tell me, how much is it a month? I'll cover it for you!"

Qing Yun pushed him a few times, but it didn't work at all.

The man's body didn't move at all.

"If you do this again, I will call someone! There are so many famous and wealthy businessmen here, if you really do something out of the ordinary, your reputation will be ruined!"

The middle-aged man chuckled a few times, his eyeballs almost fell off.

"I know that the little princess is not easy to take care of, and you don't have much free time as a nanny. In this way, as long as you stay with me for four days a month, I will give you 50 yuan a month until I get tired of playing, is it feasible?"

Qing Yun's fist was gradually clenched, "Go away, don't talk nonsense here!"

"Not enough? Then I will give you another [-] a month?"

"Don't go away, right?"

"Beauty, do you have such a big appetite? Isn't 60 a month enough?"

Qing Yun couldn't bear it anymore, she slammed her clenched fist away!

however.

The result was half-unsatisfactory.

The middle-aged man didn't even move his head, and the flattering smile in the corner of his eyes turned into anger.

"You bitch, how dare you hit me!"

(End of this chapter)