Chapter 885 The Eve of Departure (3)

Su Ran let go of her shoulders and said indignantly, not forgetting to glare at Jun Xiang.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Cheng, I disturbed you. Ran Ran said she wanted to take that Doraemon out, and I don't think it's appropriate."

In front of Cheng Meiyi, Jun Xiang has always been mature, steady, and gentle, which is also one of the things Su Ran hates the most, pretending!

After hearing this, Cheng Meiyi looked back at the doll in Su Ran's hand. A flash of understanding flashed across her beautiful eyes. She tapped Su Ran's little head with her white fingers and snatched Doraemon away with one hand. "Girl, it's fine to bring it with you when you went abroad to study, but now you're traveling, why do you bring it with you? You just know how to bother Jun Xiang, put it down!"

Su Ran refused and shook Cheng Meiyi's arm, "What can't I bring? I can take it myself, and I don't want him to take it."

Cheng Meiyi looked at the things that filled half of the room and asked in surprise, "Are you going to take all these away?"

Jun Xiang said helplessly, "Not only these, there are still a lot of clothes and shoes in the cloakroom."

Cheng Meiyi has begun to worry about Jun Xiang. The things here can't fit into three large boxes, and there are Jun Xiang's things. This is not a trip at all, it's simply the rhythm of moving.

Cheng Meiyi snatched Doraemon from Su Ran's arms and put it back on her bedside. She picked up a few pajamas and waved them. There were at least a dozen pajamas in the pile. "Why do you bring so many pajamas?"

"How can it be too much? One set a day is just right."

Su Ran said and blinked at her vigorously.

Cheng Meiyi finally realized that this girl was deliberately torturing Jun Xiang. She glanced at Su Ran, put down the clothes in her hands, walked to the door and called, "Sister Huan..."

A middle-aged woman with a ponytail and a white servant's uniform from the 1930s came over in small steps and asked respectfully, "Madam, what do you want?"

"You stay here and help this girl pack her luggage. Except for the wedding dresses that must be brought, everything else should be kept simple."

Sister Huan, who had followed Cheng Meiyi for decades, glanced at the room and probably understood what was going on. If these two little ancestors were asked to pack their luggage, they probably wouldn't be able to leave tonight. She said neatly, "Understood!"

Then she walked over quickly, After clearing out some impractical clothes that Su Ran had already picked up from the suitcase, Su Ran stared at Sister Huan with wide eyes, then looked at Cheng Meiyi, and shouted with her hands on her waist, "Sister Huan! I am your daughter now. I am going on a trip. Who are you to decide my preferences?"

Su Ran saw that Sister Huan did not listen to her, and shook Cheng Meiyi's arm and acted coquettishly, "Ms. Cheng..."

The noble and generous Cheng Meiyi looked at her shameless and shameless daughter, with a look of disappointment. She had wanted to train her daughter to be a lady like herself, but she didn't expect her to grow up crooked. She was already in her twenties, but she was still like a little savage who had not grown up. It was heartbreaking to think about it.

It was also fortunate that Jun Xiang did not despise her. She was good, and she kept tossing Jun Xiang whenever she had something to do.

"Don't think I can't see your intention. You went to Country D to study for such a long time, and Sister Huan took care of all your clothes. What did you say then? I remember it clearly. You were sitting cross-legged on the bed playing games, saying that Sister Huan understood me best and I would always listen to her. What? Now that you have my son-in-law as a free laborer, you are excited?"