Chapter 70 - 70 070 She is a god, not some little rat!
Chapter 70 - 70 070 She is a god, not some little rat!
?70: 070 She is a god, not some little rat!
70: 070 She is a god, not some little rat!
The second day, early in the morning, workers in khaki uniforms from the furniture store moved one piece of furniture after another, covered in protective film, into the Xia Family home.
Qiao Yufen stood at the doorway leaning on her cane, looking like a supervising foreman.
Seeing Xu He coming over, she glanced askew and asked, “Who bought all these things?”
Xu He smiled, “These?
They are the set prepared for Xiaorong.
Mom, Xiaorong’s furniture has arrived, and Little Tiangao is going to attend high school at First Middle School as mentioned before.
Is it possible…
to let her move into her room now?”
She knew Qiao Yufen would make a fuss, so she purposely waited until her eldest daughter’s furniture had also arrived before arranging for her younger daughter to move into the new room.
Qiao Yufen thought for a long time but couldn’t find any excuse to stop her, so she reluctantly pinched the top of her cane and dropped a reluctant remark, “Overly doting mothers often spoil their children.”
The new room’s furniture had a warm white color palette, and Xia Ye could finally escape the cutesy pink of her childhood room.
An en-suite independent wardrobe and washroom had been uniformly refurbished, and a spacious high bed had been installed, above which hung a portrait of Xia Ye when she was a child.
Three-and-a-half-year-old Little Naigai, with a bow hairband on her head and cute curly hair, was holding a doll with similarly curly hair, slightly tilting her face to the side, her clear, large eyes as if pooling with spring water, long eyelashes casting a shadow on her eyelids, and her expression somewhat solemn like a little grown-up.
This painting was done by Xu He.
Xia Ye still remembered that a few days before she went missing, Xu He took her to curl her hair specially, dressing her up in this princess style, having her model for the portrait.
Xia Ye, who planned to captivate the hearts of many young girls in the future, was forced to dress so maternally; she was truly gloomy!
Anyway, this painting, paired with the antique, solid wood frame, truly was the crowning touch of the entire room.
No wonder Yourong, upon seeing the room, felt envious and wanted it for herself.
Xia Ye’s previous children’s room had been occupied for some time, and it had accumulated a lot of miscellaneous items.
She didn’t want to use servants, preferring to move everything herself.
Xu He was worried that she wouldn’t manage alone, so she offered to help her.
“It’s okay, you don’t need to help…”
Before she finished speaking, Xu He had already lifted the soft comforter—
And then, she saw underneath the comforter, hidden was a big stash of colorful, unopened small snack packages.
Xu He was stunned for a moment before she couldn’t help but chuckle, “You, you’re still like when you were little, making a nest like a little mouse.”
Xia Ye narrowed her eyes: …
That’s why she didn’t want others to help tidy her room.
All small animals have somewhat similar habits, but she was the most noble fox of Ear Mountain, she was a god, not some little mouse!
The noon sun spilled into the room, marking a cozy moment just for mother and daughter.
By midday, most of the move was done, and Xu He noticed a potted plant left by the bedside and picked it up to admire it from all sides.
“Little Tiangao, where did you buy this?
It’s so beautiful~”
This was clearly the new shoot from the living room plant, but after just one night, Xu He completely failed to recognize it.
The leaves were semi-translucent blue, the veins were exceptionally clear, and under the sunlight, they were crystal clear, glistening with the brilliance of crushed diamonds, a feast for the eyes.
Xia Ye glanced at it nonchalantly, “Ah, found it by the roadside.”
Xu He nodded, and couldn’t help feeling disdainful towards her husband.
Her husband always touted himself as an expert in the world of plants and flowers, yet several hundred thousand spent on auctioned orchids weren’t as pretty as the one Little Tiangao picked up by the roadside!