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　　Jeanette Moore hugged Cristiane's waist and cried in the crowded station where she had lived for 13 years. "Don't you forget me, Cristiane." she said. 　　 　　Cristiane lowered his head and looked at the silly girl in his arms with tears all over her face. He patted her head and his dark eyes flashed with gentleness. "Silly girl, I won't forget you." 　　 　　"Honk-attention, passengers, the train is about to leave, please take your luggage..." the radio station suddenly a cold female voice sounded. 　　 　　"Jeanette, let's go." Her mother Maggy took her hand and walked to the platform without looking back. 　　 　　"Cristiane, you must wait for me!" Also, must not find a girlfriend! 　　 　　Jeanette turned her head back three times at a time, her small hand struggling to swing back, until the carriage door was completely closed, and she seemed to have lost all her strength, and her long fan-like eyelashes were covered with tears. 　　 　　She, Jeanette, is leaving Omaha for good because of her dad and mom's divorce, , leaving her long-time crush on her older brother, Cristiane. 　　 　　After ten hours of a long journey, she stood in front of a magnificent gate with a large bag of luggage, her mouth wide open for a long time, unable to speak. 　　 　　Maggy's voice was a little cold. "Jeanette, if your mother is going to work here in the future, you must treat young master and Madam with respect. If your mother is fired because of you, then I'll have to send you back to your father." 　　 　　Ann's father had an affair more than a decade ago and gave birth to a son who was three months older than Jeanette. The woman came to her house the other day, Maggy was strong and resentful after the divorce, most hate their belly birth if a daughter upset grandma, so Jeanette is also more dissatisfied. 　　 　　Jeanette knew that her father's family of three could never be penetrated by an outsider, and she quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, her hands wrinkling the corners of her clothes, her face a little uneasy. 　　 　　Two days into her stay, Jeanette has a new perspective on her"New home.". 　　 　　Maggy was a maid, usually very busy, and her education had not yet improved, so she spent most of her time in her room-it was very generous of her to settle down, and a room had been arranged for her to bring along as a maid. 　　 　　"Jeanette, help mom take the fruit to the young master's room. Mom is too busy." 　　 　　Maggy shoved the fruit platter into Jeanette's hand and turned to wipe the table. 　　 　　"But, mother..." Jeanette was nervous. 　　 　　She heard that the young master is not very good-tempered... 　　 　　"Second floor, first room on the left. What are you waiting for? Go." 　　 　　Jeanette bit her lower lip, turned, and crept upstairs. 　　 　　"Knock, knock..." she raised her hand and knocked on the door. 　　 　　Why didn't anyone open the door? 　　 　　It Can't be that the young master isn't in the room at all... 　　 　　Jeanette thought. She raised her hand and knocked again. She tried to turn the knob. 　　 　　Hey, is the door unlocked? 　　 　　"Is anyone in there?" 　　 　　Jeanette slowly stuck her head through the c***k of the door and saw a scene she would never forget! 　　 　　Inside a figure hot girl, eyes full of obsession, came close to the body, lips on the young lips. 　　 　　As if sensing the gaze from behind him, the handsome young man turned to the side. His narrow eyes narrowed unhappily as he quickly pushed the young girl away and stared at the girl who was staring at him in astonishment at the door. 　　 　　"Ahhhh!" 　　 　　Jeanette's screams tore off the roof of her home. 　　 　　With a snap, the plate in her hand broke all over the floor. 　　 　　One second later... 　　 　　Two seconds later... 　　 　　…… 　　 　　Two minutes later... 　　 　　"Who are you? How can you appear in Chris's home!" 　　 　　After a brief moment of consternation, Bessy, the teenage girl in Chris's arms, pouted unhappily and looked at the girl standing at the door in her original position. 　　 　　How can this man be so obnoxious? He's ruining my day! 　　 　　Bessy was not satisfied at all. She finally took advantage of Feng's lack of attention to secretly kiss him. Everything was like a wonderful dream, and now this dream had been broken by this girl! 　　 　　"I, I..." 　　 　　Jeanette squirmed her lips but couldn't say a word. 　　 　　She's never seen a kiss before. It's only natural to be a little surprised! 　　 　　Besides, she had knocked on the door, and it was only because the two of them were so absorbed in it that they did not hear her knock. 　　 　　MMM! Yes! That must be it! 　　 　　Jeanette thought of this and straightened up her flat chest. She was a little nervous, but her little fists were clenched tight. 　　 　　"You girl, if I ask you, you won't Answer!" 　　 　　Bessy felt naked and neglected, and her heart was flying with anger and anger in her eyes. 　　 　　Just as she was thinking about whether she should go up and slap this girl who didn't know her limits, Chris's words stared at her on the spot, like a puppet, unable to move for a long time. 　　 　　"That's enough. You Go home first." 　　 　　Chris didn't even give her a look. 　　 　　"But Chris, didn't you say that you would accompany me for the whole day today? Why now all of a sudden..." 　　 　　Reluctantly, Bessy tried to win him back. 　　 　　“I told you to go back.” Chris said in a slightly sharp tone that was no longer cold.　　 　　After being by Chris's side for so long, Bessy knew very well that if she did not agree to it now, she would not be able to continue living in Eloise Academy in the future. She would not be able to see him again... 　　 　　Bessy was bitter and scared, but she tried to smile sweetly. 　　 　　"Good, Chris, that we go to school tomorrow to see again, then you can not refuse me again." 　　 　　Walking to the door, Bessy deliberately bumped into Jeanette's shoulder, giving her a hard look that Chris couldn't see. 　　 　　Bessy walked away with her head held high. 　　 　　After Bessy left, Jeanette pinched her waist and lowered her head to pick up the pieces of the fruit bowl. 　　 　　Look! What are you doing!Not knowing if breaking it would deduct mom's pay, Jeanette thought dejectedly. 　　 　　"Come here." A magnetic male voice suddenly sounded in the solidified air. 　　 　　Jeanette froze, her index finger bleeding from the splinter. 　　 　　"I told you to come here. Are you deaf or lame?" 　　 　　Chris looked squatting on the ground, clearly has been bleeding, still stubborn pickup debris wench, mouth unhappy pursed up. 　　 　　Jeanette was still hesitating. 　　 　　She heard that the young master 's bad temper, and now his destruction of good things, will be scolded... ... even though she thinks she's right. 　　 　　"Did you wait so I could carry you?" 　　 　　Chris's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his voice dropped abruptly below zero. 　　 　　Jenny got up, raised his feet, took one step, two steps. ... and by the time she got three paces away from Chris, she was no longer willing to move forward. 　　 She lowered her head slightly, put her hands respectfully in front of her, and called in a low voice: "Young Master, What can I do for you?"