Will You Still Be In Your Right Mind After Having A Basketball Thrown In Your Face?

"I have something to do tonight, so I can't go back."

"Every time I ask you to come home and have dinner with me, you always say you have something to do. Don't think I don't know that you don't want to go back. I have something to tell you. You must come back tonight."

"Dad, I really do have something to do. Not that you don't know that I had a good relationship with many of my classmates when I was in school, and some of them still live in the same city. We often go out to dinner together."

"That won't do!"

"But dad..."

"You must come back tonight!" With that, Yu Haitao hung up the phone.

Yu Daiyu put down her cell phone speechlessly. Just as she was about to re-enter the office, she heard someone calling her from behind. "Daiyu."

She turned around and saw the manager of the Planning Department. She smiled. "Manager?"

"Is your dress for tomorrow night's event ready?"

Yu Daiyu hesitated for a moment. "Ah, I almost forgot about that. But isn't President Wei still on a business trip? He shouldn't have time to attend, right? Well, I won't have to go then. "

The manager smiled. "President Wei has already returned in the afternoon, but he has been very busy. Just now, Secretary Dai saw President Wei's recent schedule, and called me to remind you to prepare a formal dress."

Yu Daiyu was a little hesitant. After getting An Ha drunk that day, she didn't know what An Ha would say to her later. She was really nervous about going to the event with Wei Zhengsheng.

She nodded and smiled at the manager. "Okay, I know."

The manager suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "You can take this opportunity to tell President Wei that you don't have any dresses and have him accompany you to buy one or order one. This will enhance your relationship ~ ~"

"Hur, hur, hur, hur, manager, you are thinking too much. I already do have a dress, there's no need to buy it."

"Aiya, why is your EQ so low? Do you know how many people in our company dream of becoming President Wei's woman?"

"You really think too much..." Yu Daiyu forced herself to smile and said, "I still have something to do. I'll go back to my work."

"That stupid girl!" The manager of the Planning Department helplessly shook his head when he saw how unaffected she was.

Yu Daiyu, on the other hand, did not think too much of it. She already had a dress that she had bought specially for her graduation ceremony. It was only worn once, and it was perfect for her to wear to the event tomorrow.

Not to mention, Wei Zhengsheng loved Xian Guiying. She was not stupid, did she really need to enhance her relationship with him?

Yu Daiyu secretly sneered and then smiled. She also laughed at herself. There were not many stories of princes saving Cinderella in this world. The prince in this story already had his own heart. And she, Cinderella, who had a stepmother and a new brother, at least had a father who loved her. Therefore, she was not Cinderella.

After work, Yu Daiyu did not want to go back to Yu Residence but her father's call seemed urgent and she could not refuse it. Either way, her father had taken care of her for years. In the end, she decided to take a cab back to Yu Residence.

After getting out of the car, she stepped onto the lawn of Yu Residence and was suddenly hit in the face by a basketball.

Yu Daiyu was in so much pain that she immediately raised her hand to cover her nose. She raised her head to look at the legendary "new younger brother" who was running towards her. "Brat, did you do that on purpose?"

"Who did that on purpose?" The little boy rolled his eyes and ran to pick up the basketball at her feet.

But Yu Daiyu suddenly stepped on the basketball and refused to give it to him. "You hit me with a ball, and yet you didn't apologize. Is this how your parents taught you?"

"You don't have to care about that! Give me back my basketball! Don't step on it! Are you out of your mind? This is basketball, not soccer!"

"Will you still be in your right mind after having a basketball thrown in your face?"

"I didn't mean it. Who would have thought you would be so unlucky!"

"Look at you. Talking back to me. Hey, brat! Are you going to apologize or not?"

"Give me back my basketball!"

"If you apologize, I'll give it back to you."

"You ..."

As the two were arguing endlessly, a thirty-eight-year-old woman who was taking very good care of herself came out of the twin loft in the area.

She looked at the little boy's face that was red with anger, and at Yu Daiyu, who was stepping on her son's basketball. "Daiyu, my son is young and insensitive. I saw him hitting you with the basketball just now. I'm sorry for that. It's just that this basketball is his favorite thing. You've been stepping on it with your feet and don't want to give it back. He's going to be very sad... "