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Chapter 127 Rebirth Back Before Elopement 11
Huarong just walked out of the room, planning to go out for a walk.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw a small figure sneaking around the small door.

This is the most hidden courtyard in Zheng's mansion, and because of his relationship here, almost all the servants who were guarding here were dismissed.

But who would have thought that such a brat sneaked in today, thieves and sneaks.

Huarong was afraid that someone would take advantage of Mr. Zheng's [-]th birthday to cause trouble, so she quietly walked behind him.

Prepare to catch him first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand on his shoulder, he discovered that this little thief was actually a little girl pretending to be a teenager.

Huarong frowned, feeling more and more that this matter was not simple.

However, when her somewhat familiar face turned around, Huarong immediately withdrew the strength in her hand.

Then, with the fastest speed in his life, he gently threw his wallet behind her with the other hand.

After doing all this, he slowly retracted his hand.

Pointing to the wallet on the ground as if nothing had happened, he said to the little girl:
"Your money is gone."

"It is you!"

Seeing that it was Huarong, Tongyao's surprise was fully revealed on her face, and she subconsciously looked at the place Huarong was pointing at.

"Eh? But this is not my wallet..."

"Oh," Huarong squatted down expressionlessly, "I was wrong, this is my wallet."

Then he casually picked up his wallet and stood up.

"You're so strange, don't you even recognize your own wallet?" Tong Yao muttered, and quickly forgot about this episode, looking at Huarong with surprise in his eyes.

"Do you live in this mansion? How long have you been here? Does your entire theater troupe live here? A sister told me just now that you all live in Siyinfang in the west of the city? Hey, you live here Where? Can you take me to see..."

The nursery rhyme grabbed Huarong, and her mouth never stopped.

Huarong sighed inwardly.

Even if you are deaf, you have to solve the troubles you caused yourself.

Not very willingly, but Huarong still brought nursery rhymes into her room.

"Wow, your room is too luxurious!" Tong Yao opened his eyes wide as soon as he entered Huarong's room.

Not to mention that the area here is almost half larger than their room, the value of a single vase on the bookshelf in the room is equal to the sum of all the decorations in the room of Mr. Yu Shi.

Even in the prime minister's mansion, my father's room dedicated to collecting antiques may not have as many precious objects as this room.

No wonder nursery rhymes are such a fuss.

Faced with the amazement and shock in Tong Yao's eyes, Hua Rong covered her mouth and coughed uncomfortably.

"Well, it may be that Uncle Guo thinks my opera sings well, so he treats me a little bit better."

Although this preferential treatment is a bit too exaggerated, Tongyao still accepts Huarong's explanation.

After all, in modern times, many people with a monthly income of [-] can still send submarine luxury cars to their favorite live broadcast Internet celebrities every day.

And, more recently, her older sister in this body is one of Huarong's fanatic fans.

Not only did he almost lose all his dowry, but he also spent half of his pocket money on the person in front of him.

Thinking of his half of the pocket money, Tong Yao couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

Glancing at Hua Rong with some resentment, Tong Yao said coolly: "Then you are really rich."

Huarong was stunned for a while, not knowing what the nursery rhyme meant.

Then, with a little hesitation, he put the wallet that he dropped and picked up just now, and put it in the palm of Nursery Rhyme.

Blinking, "I only have so much left now."

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So Huarong is not just a simple opera singer haha, his identity is foreshadowed here.

By the way, I really want to write a book about Mary Sue, a hot-blooded campus. I really can’t fill my brains, but my typing is really too slow.
(End of this chapter)