The other party was stunned, and a strange look appeared on his originally calm face, which made him look even cuter.
Having said this, I have to mention a key point: this is a little boy who is only about eleven or twelve years old, and he is very cute. Anyone can tell at a glance that if he is a few years older, he will definitely be a little boy again. handsome guy.
However, these alone will not make the women present have such a big reaction. After all, there are many people here who are outstanding in appearance. Even though the little boy's appearance is enough that he will be surrounded by a group of women wherever he goes, he is still slightly inferior to An Yinhao, not to mention that An Yinhao has already grown...
So let’s take a look at what’s different about the little boy:
The little boy standing opposite everyone was wearing a custom-made suit. He was just over 1.5 meters tall, and the attire was just right for him. Coupled with his very similar temperament to Fleur, his outfit did not seem out of place. The black hair was well taken care of, covering half of his forehead. Different from his Asian appearance, the little boy has a pair of emerald pupils, but these unique eyes will add points to his appearance. What's a bit regretful is that the vitality of peers can't be seen in these eyes. Instead, there is an unusual indifference and an indescribable feeling... which seems to be confusion, but also seems to be smart.
However, none of this is the point. The most important thing is——
So cute! ! ! !
The little boy was already very cute, and coupled with his dress and previous performance, everyone present felt the contrast of cuteness, which no woman could resist.
Looking at the group of girls opposite who wanted to pounce but forced themselves to stand still because of their own reserve, the little boy's brain went blank for a moment. But soon, he recovered from his "experience".
"...Ah, thank you." The little boy lowered his eyes slightly, then spread his hands and said, "Everyone, please eat first. I will introduce myself to everyone on the way."
Hearing the little boy's words, An Yinhao and the others couldn't help but look at him more.
If nothing else, this adaptability alone is enough to attract attention. Looking at the action of lowering his eyes just now, it is probably that he was covering up his inner fluctuations and preventing others from noticing his emotional changes... and he also succeeded in achieving his goal.
Expressing joy, anger, sorrow, and joy without words is something that even many people in society may not be able to do. Being able to do this is also the first necessary condition for those who want to be in the upper class.
It seems that he is the real owner...but I didn't expect that he could become the person in charge at such a young age.
People who understood the little boy's movements couldn't help but sigh.
After everyone was seated, the little boy, who had been keeping his head down, sat down in his seat.
"Everyone please feel free to do so."
From the look of the little boy, he didn't seem to have eaten. After he finished speaking, he picked up the tableware and started picking up the food...
"Can you tell me your name?" Miku asked with starry eyes.
Although the other girls didn't ask, it was clear from their expressions that they also wanted to know the answer. After all, the little boy in front of them is so cute and attracts their attention that even the sumptuous dishes in front of them seem not to be attractive at all.
The little boy paused and looked up at Miku, with obvious surprise on his originally indifferent face.
"...Don't you remember me, Sister Miyin?"
For some reason, Miku actually heard a hint of grievance in the little boy's calm tone.
Miku and An Yinhao were stunned at the same time.
Miku... Miku once told An Yinhao that this was her name, but how did the little boy know? ?
Finally, Shirai, who had been holding back his laughter, burst into laughter.
"No, I can't help it anymore! Hahaha... I just said it, if you don't wear glasses, the little princess will never recognize you, and you still don't believe it! Haha!"
Shirai changed his gentle and steady look and almost rolled on the ground with laughter.
Different from An Yinhao's pure confusion, Miku kept staring at the little boy after hearing Shirai's words. Since he called Miku his sister, and Shirai also said these words, Miku must also know this little boy.
Miku kept searching in his memory. Soon, the figure of a young shota wearing rimless glasses who could convince everyone both in theory and practical work came to mind.
"Oh my God! Are you Xiaoyu??!" Miku covered her mouth and exclaimed.
The little boy nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry, I haven't seen him for a long time. I didn't recognize him the first time. Please forgive me, Xiaoyu?" Miku jumped down from his seat in a hurry, ran over and held the little boy in his arms to comfort him.
A smile appeared on the little boy's expressionless face, causing the girls present to almost feel maternal again.
"It's okay, Sister Miyin."
The little boy glanced at Shirai without trace, and Shirai immediately turned his head.
"Do you know each other?" An Yinhao asked with his brows twitching, suppressing the inexplicable feeling in his heart. But his tone sounded a little strange.
Facial paralysis is jealous!
Lin Ranzhe and Li Jie, who were familiar with An Yinhao, laughed.
This kind of thing doesn't happen often!
But the relationship between this little boy and Miku is even more fascinating.
"Xiaoyu is my cousin, but we haven't seen each other for two years, and Xiaoyu doesn't wear the same pair of glasses that he always wears, so I almost didn't recognize him." Miku said in surprise, she recalled, "Xiaoyu is me My uncle’s child has been a genius since he was a child, and no problem can trouble him, just like my uncle!”
"Ah, that's right!" Miku took out his phone and rummaged around as if remembering something, "I watched Xiaoyu grow up. He was super cute when he was a baby...Here!"
Miku turned his phone towards everyone. What was displayed on the phone was a baby boy sleeping in a crib. His limbs were curled up and his mouth was slightly open. He looked very cute.
"So cute~" all the girls exclaimed.
A blush appeared on the little boy's expressionless face.
"Don't be like this..." He grabbed Miku's cell phone, "Who gave you this photo? Sister Miyin didn't have a cell phone at that time."
If you think about it carefully, Miku was only four or five years old at the time, so there is no way she could have taken the photo.
"Brother Xingye gave it to me when he went to Hawaii with us. I've always kept it!" Miku said happily.
The little boy's hand that was about to press the delete button paused, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, and he handed the phone back to Miku.
"...Don't show it to anyone else."
"Uh-huh!"
"Let's eat first, Sister Miyin. We'll have business to do later."
"Oh... by the way! Why are you here, Xiaoyu?"
"This is related to what I am going to say next, and I will tell you slowly."
"Oh well."
When Miku turned around, the little boy looked at Shirai coldly, as if to say, 'You're dead.' Shirai turned his head again and whistled.
The little boy, who had long been accustomed to Shirai's strange personality, shook his head and put down the knife in his hand.
After adjusting his condition, the little boy said:
"Introduce yourself first - I am the person in charge of this planning and also the chairman here."
Ignoring everyone's shocked looks, the little boy paused for a moment...
"My name is Chu Yu."
