Chapter 142 My Dear Cinderella

Anita saluted her little master gracefully, her eyes full of tenderness, but Zhen Yu was stunned when she looked at him. The next moment he looked around, as if he wanted to see if there was anyone else around. Other people exist.

At this moment, everyone was giving way to Anita. Only Feng Yueyue was beside Zhen Yu. However, Feng Yueyue was a self-aware person, so she could tell at a glance that Anita was talking to Zhen Yu and couldn't help but shake Zhen Yu. Yu's arm.

"Xiaoyu, she seems to be talking to you. What is going on?"

Following Feng Yueyue's voice, the eyes of the surrounding students all fell on Zhen Yu, especially because there were many of Zhen Yu's classmates in the crowd. Everyone looked at Zhen Yu with surprise and amazement. Yu, everyone speculated about what relationship Zhen Yu had with this maid. Why did the maid call Zhen Yu Little Princess Roy? This name sounds so awesome!

Can it only be written like this in novels? ? ?

Zhen Yu, who was in a daze, was shaken by Feng Yueyue, and then reacted belatedly. Then she looked at the maid in front of her awkwardly, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Are you talking to me?"

Her voice was small and cautious, and her eyes covered by her bangs were twinkling. She somehow reminded her of her biological father.

Zhen Yu has known since she was a child that Shao Wenyuan is not her biological father, because every time her mother Zhen Yuan beat her, she would always call her a slut and scold her father as a big liar who deceived her feelings and left her alone. Neng gave birth to Zhen Yu.

She knew that she was not the one who was welcomed, so she had lived cautiously in that home since she was a child, trying hard to grow up so that when she grew up, she could go out and see the bigger world.

If possible... She wanted to know what kind of person her biological father was. Was he really the bad guy her mother said she was? Did he abandon his mother and himself?

In fact, these memories only come up very rarely. Zhen Yu didn't know why she thought of the man she had never remembered before, but she became nervous unconsciously.

"My dear little Princess Roy, of course I am talking to you. You can call me Anita. I am the maid chosen for you by your father Mr. Roy. Your father has never known your existence before. I didn’t know until yesterday that you were living abroad, so I came directly from Hawaii. He was right there. It was such a surprise to see you. "

Anita's Chinese is very charming, a gentle voice that makes people feel very soothing. After listening to it, people can't help but believe it all, especially when she talks about Mr. Roy, look at Towards the man in a white suit over there.

He couldn't help but follow Anita's gaze. For a moment, Zhen Yu's eyes met those of Bai Yanting. Zhen Yu instantly froze in place after just one look.

Although he had never seen this person before, he just stood there, under the afterglow of the sun, as if he had entered the real world from a fairy tale world, so beautiful and unreal.

Even for a moment in her mind, Zhen Yu had already started to compare whether she was similar to the other person, but in fact, Zhen Yu felt that she was really not similar to the other person.

The other party is like the brightest sun in the world. Just standing there is already shining, but what about you?

She was like a little mushroom in the dark corner of the world, growing carefully in the dark moisture, and then became unrecognizable.

Such thoughts made Zhen Yu's face look a little ugly, and her voice was a little astringent.

"I'm sorry, you may have recognized the wrong person. I, I am not the person you said."

If she is that person's daughter, she must be a shining person, right?

Just like these maids who suddenly appeared, they were treated like only princesses could enjoy.

Anita Grant has also read all the information about Zhen Yu. She will be the one who will accompany Zhen Yu for half his life, so naturally she needs to know how to serve this little master and make him happy.

"Don't worry, I won't admit the wrong person. My dear little Princess Roy, would you like to follow me to meet Mr. Roy?"

She stretched out her hand towards Zhen Yu, but the back of her hand was placed there. Her hand was wearing white lace gloves, which looked delicate and beautiful.

"If you would like, you could place your hand on the back of my hand and I would be honored."

Anita's invitations are always so elegant and considerate. When such a person reaches out to you, few people would have the sense to refuse.

Feng Yueyue looked at all this and felt that she was so excited that she didn't know what to do. The maid in front of her was a foreigner, but she spoke Chinese very well! And he speaks so softly! And Xiaoyu, is Xiaoyu really some kind of little princess?

Knowing something about Zhen Yu, Feng Yueyue knew that Zhen Yu's biological father was missing. Could it be that the other party was really Zhen Yu's father?

She secretly looked at the man standing over there, trying to find someone similar to Zhen Yu in that man.

"I told you, I'm not from the Roy family, my name is Zhen Yu, superfluous Yu."

His eyes fell on that hand for a long time before Zhen Yu raised his head and looked straight at Anita who was squatting slightly. She still found all this unbelievable. How could she be related to such a person?

Even if she has a biological father, how can her biological father be a foreigner?

Zhen Yu felt that her appearance did not have many foreign genes, otherwise, mixed-race children would be more obvious.

Anita did not expect that the young master still did not believe all this. Just when she was about to say something, she saw Bai Yanting walking towards this side from the corner of her eye, and she curled her lips.

"Dear little Princess Roy, your father Mr. Roy will explain all this to you."

As she said, she slowly stood up, and over there, Bai Yanting had already walked over, followed by the principal Qi Shixin, Pei Cong, who was known to young people on the Internet, and Qi Jingyun, who was like a follower.

The eyes of several people fell on Zhen Yu.

Zhen Yu was stared at by everyone, and suddenly felt a little at a loss. In addition to these people, there were also the eyes of her classmates, who were also following her like a shadow, making Zhen Yu, who always liked to hide in the dark, a little nervous.

When Bai Yanting came over, she saw the little girl biting her lips. She would only bite her lips when she was nervous. It seemed that her appearance still made her nervous.

The two had briefly exchanged glances before, and now the distance is getting closer and closer. Bai Yanting is wearing a white suit, tall, 1.9 meters tall, with bright blonde hair and fair skin that seems to reflect light in the sun, making it impossible to guess his age.

The tall man stood in front of the little girl in an ill-fitting school uniform, lowered his head, and his eyes were a little gentle. Zhen Yu became more nervous, but for some reason, he couldn't help but raise his head and look up at this man who seemed like a god.

Such a handsome and young man, who looks only 27 or 28 years old, how could he be his father?

This is simply the funniest joke in the world.

"You look a lot like me."

The man's eyes were shining with light stars, and he spoke in a strange and nice Chinese, but what he said made Zhen Yu unbelievable.

Like?

No, she and this man have no similarities at all.

But at this moment, Zhen Yu's heart suddenly felt sour for no reason, as if someone was squeezing it. She wanted to blink her eyes, suppress the sour feeling, and stood there with her hands tightly clenched in the sleeves of her school uniform.

No one has ever looked at her with such gentle, doting eyes, clean, bright, and loving.

Is he looking for his daughter? His daughter must be the happiest person in the world, right?

Because just by seeing such gentle eyes, Zhen Yu could see that the man in front of him was a person who would dote on children.

"Hello, I am Ting Luoyi, and also your biological father. I had a relationship with your mother Zhen Yuan when I was in China. I didn't know she was pregnant when I returned to China. I'm sorry, my little princess, I'm late. Can you kindly forgive your stupid father?"

Bai Yanting lowered his head and looked at the girl who tried to look up, and her eyes were actually a little misty. His voice was even more gentle and tolerant, and there was a bit of apology.

Sixteen years of lack of family affection and sixteen years of repressed life in that family are enough to ruin a girl.

Zhen Yu, who originally envied the other party's daughter, was really stunned when she heard her mother's name, Zhen Yuan, from this man. She almost stared at the man in front of her blankly, not daring to imagine that sixteen years ago, this man had a relationship with her mother, and then had her?

Then... why does she look nothing like this man?

She opened her mouth, with too many questions to ask, but suddenly found that tears suddenly flowed out of her eyes like a rising tide, and kept sliding down the sides of her cheeks. Her heart was suddenly drowned by the grievances and bitterness that came out of nowhere. She opened her mouth again, unable to speak.

Seeing Zhen Yu crying, Bai Yanting was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know how to get along with such a little girl, but the next moment, Anita handed over a white handkerchief.

Bai Yanting picked up a handkerchief and approached his daughter carefully. He gently wiped the tears from Zhen Yu's eyes with his hands, and his voice was low and self-blaming.

"Don't cry, it's all Dad's fault. Dad shouldn't have come so late. It's all Dad's fault. You can hit Dad or scold Dad, okay?"

He coaxed the sixteen-year-old girl gently and carefully, which made Pei Cong on the side stunned. It was the first time he saw Brother Ting so gentle.

Zhen Yu, who had never been coaxed since childhood, cried even harder, but she was finally able to stiffen her neck and look at the man so close to her, choking and saying something that broke everyone's heart.

"Are you really my biological father? Then why did you come to me now?"