Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 205 Ending (2)

In the name of going to the bathroom, Yu Xiang came to the railing outside the bathroom door,
In a place where no one was around, where his mother would not be sad, he bent his head and began to cry.

Xi Zhonghui looked at the sad Yu Xiang, his father passed away,
He withdrew from the finals of the National Music Youth Competition, which became an eternal scar in his life.

He felt as sad as a needle prick in his heart, which made him unable to be happy even if he won the No.1 National Music Junior.

In another part of the waiting room, there was a nine-year-old boy with a haughty expression and a humble middle-aged man.

"Young Master, don't be angry with Hall Master, Hall Master is doing this for your own good!"

"Ganu, don't speak good words for the old man anymore.

Not long after my mother passed away, he hurriedly sent me to Japan.

He wants to kick me out of sight, out of sight is quiet, right?He just hates me! "

"No, young master, you have misunderstood the hall master, the hall master actually cares about you very much..."

"Hmph, don't say any more! I don't believe it!"

He kicked down the suitcase in front of him angrily.

"what!"

Gan Nu said in surprise: "There is a precious cup given to you by the hall master in the luggage."

"I don't want these useless things!"

Mu Yinshen turned around coolly: "I'm going to the bathroom, don't follow me!"

At the same time, a series of crisp cell phone ringtones came from the pocket of an 11-year-old boy.

The boy takes the phone out of his pocket:

"Flying insect, what's the matter?"

"Master, it's too bad, Miss Selena has already arrived at the airport, and she said that she will also travel to France with you!"

"What?! Isn't my trip very secret? How would she know?"

"Yes... the master told her."

Flying Insect hesitated.

"Oh, I see. Then this trip is cancelled, I'll take shelter in the toilet first."

In another corner of the waiting room.

"Uncle, is Brazilian football really that good?"

A ten-year-old boy looked up and asked.

On his head was a sports hat with the brim pushed down low.

(End of this chapter)