A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Vaguely, there was a sigh of praise.

Xia Wei has long been accustomed to such admiration. He smiles and sat down with his son, and took Xia Yu to the other side of his body. "We three people rarely eat together, really happy."

Yan Ziheng will spread the tablecloth to her.

Xia Yu spread his own tablecloth and looked at them with a sly look. The misty eyes swept to the empty seat on the other side of the scorpion, and the light lips moved. After all, they did not dare to propose a change. position. Sitting next to Xia Wei, she can feel the various eyes around her looking at her sister, and she herself, like an invisible person who is next to her sister, has no sense of existence.

She is fed up with such a day.

Xia Xiao smiled and told her to order, and pushed a thick workmanship menu to her.

She was absent-minded, and her eyes repeatedly scanned the pictures on the menu, but she could not even read half of the words. What I thought in my heart was all that happened these days. When her heart disease was cured, the original sallow and edema on her face faded, and her health was restored. The appearance is also beautiful, no matter where she goes. I often hear people praise: "The little girl is so beautiful."

However, once at my sister's side, the nightmare of the past is back.

No one pays attention to her anymore, as if the beauty she is proud of is just a firefly that is unbearable, and it is not enough to compete with the sun and the moon. She... hate! Why did Xia Wei come to Paris?

I can't see her birthday for a few days!

She reached out and arranged a few dishes indiscriminately, and my heart was in a mess.

Xia Wei saw that she had no mental talk. Only when she was sick and weak, she did not go to her heart. She said to Yan Ziheng: "Hey brother, let's eat faster, the rain is a little tired, go back early to eat early."

Zhai Ziwen said "good" gently.

Xia Yu’s heart was awkward, and she listened to this sentence. Is this Xia Wei special to spoil? She managed to find the opportunity to dine with Zizi Heng, but she was mixed by Xia Yu in a few words! Insert it to be a light bulb, but also speed up the meal! "I..." Xia Yu wanted to say something, and he stopped his mouth and smiled softly. "Sister is really distressed." What is the use of protests now? Zhai Ziheng will not listen to his sister, but he will not look for it again next time.

Xia Yu calculated and carefully ate.

Xia Xi smiled and touched her head: " Eat more, grow taller."

Sitting on the chair myself, shaking a pair of calves and happily peeling the lobster.

Scorpion Heng took over and carefully helped her to peel: "I also said that others, you are so short."

"I am still developing!" She refused to accept and whispered.

Yan Ziheng’s eyes were filled with a smile, and the stripped lobster meat was put into her bowl: “Sixteen years old, seventeen next year, what is it still developing? Last time I went to the training camp to see you, I see you. All the students in the class are taller than you, and if you go on like this, you can't even find a perfect stage height difference."

"Oh," she refused to accept, biting the lobster angrily. After a while, she said, "They are all rushing to play with me. They are willing to be misplaced. This is charm and charm."

Zhai Ziwen smiled warmly and continued to peel her lobster.

"I will grow longer," she bit the lobster meat. "It will be."

"So I want to grow taller?"

"Because..." She suddenly turned her head and looked at him with a bright look. "Because your brother is very tall, if you can match your height as a perfect stage, you will definitely go back when you go out." ”

The sound of "叮" was that the spoon in the hands of Xia Yu accidentally reached the edge of the cup.

The eyes of Zhai Ziheng became dark, and the **** the side of her body did not speak for a while. Does she know what she is talking about? I want to match him to the perfect stage height difference, is it a whim, or...

"My sister is joking again," said Xia Yu. She looked pale and smiled. "The height of the stage is poor. It is on the stage to show the audience. He is not an entertainer, he is a big business, his sister. How can you use your artist's criteria to ask your brother? And, at the age of sixteen, it's almost a stereotype. You can't grow that high." Her voice was faintly floating in the air.

Xia Wei is somewhat frustrated, and more is reluctant: "I can grow so high!"

Clenched the little fist and looked at the scorpion Heng: "Hey brother, are you saying?"

“Why?” Yan Ziheng asked.

"Ah?" She blinked.

“Why do you want to be the perfect stage height difference with me?”

"I like to walk with you," Xia Xiao smiled, not tweaking. "Since we have to go together, we must use the best look and the best look. The height must be coordinated. Are you saying that? ?"

that's all?

Zhai Ziheng’s heart was a little empty, and he was somewhat practical. He couldn’t even tell his own unclear emotions, like feathers, gently scratching his heart. Over the years, this kind of feather-like emotion has not been known how many times, and he does not know what it is, which makes him a little annoyed.

Bowing down, continue to help her to peel the shrimp, some absent-minded, cut the hand by the shrimp shell.

Xia Wei made a fuss about the waiter. He took the band-aid and posted it to him. He silently watched her clumsyly wrap the band-aid on his finger. A small piece of "patch" looked funny.

"Well," she said, she was very fulfilled and clap her hands. "This way, the wound will get better soon. Hey brother, don't peel the shrimp, I am full. Let's eat the fruit after the meal."

Her clear voice echoed in the restaurant.

The nephew looked at her smile under the light, and her heartbeat was irregular.

Xia Yu looked at Zizi Heng, and his look was pale again, and his heart was very unhappy.

"What's delicious about fruit," he said, holding the hand of Xia Laling, "The rain is tired, I let the driver send her back to the hotel, then I will take you to an ice cream shop by the Seine, over there. Ice cream is delicious."

“Wow, really?” She likes to eat ice cream the most, smelling her words, and her eyes are shining.

Yan Ziheng smiled: "Of course." I heard that she was coming, he called Chu Hao early to inquire about what is delicious in Paris, especially her favorite playground, ice cream shop, he is well known.

Xia Yu’s heart hurts like a knife. She remembered that when she first arrived in Paris, she had arranged for her subordinates to receive the whole meeting, but she never asked her what she liked, and she did not take her to wherever.

This is differential treatment.

"I am not tired..." She said pitifully, hoping to go with them to eat ice cream. When she thought that her sister would be alone with her nephew, the flame in her heart was like burning people into ashes.