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The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 237: She’s Not Cute
Yeah, when he just saw that little girl, especially her bright eyes, Leo felt a sense of deja vu, as if he had encountered a young Holly Sawyer.
Holly was surely cuter than her when she was young, Leo speculated in his heart.
"No way."
Holly gently pouted and bit her lip.
No way.
This little girl is truly adorable, but Holly herself wasn’t cute at all when she was young, she was quite mischievous, never lost in fights with peers.
"I was really mischievous as a child."
Holly looked up at Leo, speaking softly.
Leo asked, "In what way?"
"When I was her age, those who knew me wouldn’t think I was cute."
Holly spoke slowly, remembering when she was five or six, she was not at all adorable.
Fighting and scuffling was a daily occurrence for her.
Leo remained silent, waiting for Holly to continue.
"Among my peers, I was notorious, even the neighborhood kids feared me, even bigger kids couldn’t beat me."
Holly spoke slowly, as if reminiscing.
Back then, Rose always took care of her, and without a father, she easily became the object of ridicule, they would mock her, even mock her mother.
She could tolerate people making fun of her, but she absolutely couldn’t stand when they spoke ill of her mother, so she would fight back fiercely.
She was strong since childhood, learned Taekwondo for a few weeks, and those kids couldn’t beat her, gradually they avoided her.
She became quite famous among the kids.
Actually, she didn’t start fighting right away, she tried to reason with them, but nobody listened, so she couldn’t help but get physical.
Later, she understood that strength was the real principle.
"In the future, I’ll protect you."
Leo enveloped Holly in his arms, speaking softly with a tender tone.
Heartaching for Holly.
No one is born liking fights, the little girl was forced into it.
"No need, I can protect myself."
Holly patted her chest lightly, speaking softly.
She has the ability to protect herself now, she always did.
As a child, Rose educated her well too, to reason if possible, never resort to violence, but later realized that sometimes reason doesn’t work.
"The little girl is powerful."
Leo looked at Holly with deep affection, his gaze extremely gentle.
The little girl is really powerful.
"Brother, let me tell you something..."
Holly slowly revealed her past to Leo, her voice very soft, as if narrating someone else’s story.
Bad students don’t get bullied, so Holly always tilted that direction, engaging in fights, smoking, drinking, she tried it all.
Became a well-known bad student, no one dared provoke her, those who spoke ill of her wouldn’t dare say it to her face.
Those caught gossiping about her would end up educated, eventually dared not gossip.
Out of fear.
Later on, she basically roamed the school freely, teachers couldn’t control her, since her academic performance wasn’t bad either, teachers chose to overlook.
She wouldn’t do anything outrageous, but all stemmed from the condition that others didn’t provoke her.
"If only I knew you earlier, we could’ve caused trouble together, ruled together."
Leo gently rubbed Holly’s head, gazing seriously.
Holly’s school life was colorful, while his appeared dull.
Attending schools arranged by the family, students aware of his status, treated him with caution, teachers also extending extra care.
Leo actually disliked that feeling, like elevated status automatically granted special treatment at school.
"Sure, next life let’s cause trouble together, rule together, be childhood sweethearts."
Holly blinked at Leo, speaking earnestly.
If possible, she’d also hope to meet Leo earlier in life, though their current acquaintance isn’t too late, Holly wished it was earlier still.
"Okay."
Leo smiled.
The two strolled around the bustling street amidst crowds, frequently colliding with others.
Leo’s hands were already full of New Year’s items, Holly’s hands weren’t spared either, there was no way too much stuff.
"If only I had extra hands."
Holly sighed a little regretfully.
She wanted to buy so many more things, but her hands restricted her purchases, could only look longingly.
"I’ll have someone deliver them later."
Leo looked at Holly, speaking softly with indulgence.
"But I feel shopping myself, buying things myself, feels more meaningful."
Holly blinked slightly, speaking earnestly.
Girls are naturally fond of shopping, Holly was no exception, usually a bit lazy, but once shopping, she was full of energy.
"Then we’ll come out again tomorrow, hmm?"
Leo wanted to rub Holly’s head, but his hands were already occupied, couldn’t free them.
As night fell, the two remained chatting while heading homeward, a handsome man and pretty woman forming a delightful scene.
"Brother, fireworks aren’t allowed here."
Holly had bought fireworks, suddenly recalling that the city center didn’t permit them.
The items bought couldn’t be wasted, and she enjoyed fireworks, although fleeting.
"It doesn’t matter, if you want, wherever you want to set them off, go ahead."
Leo spoke slowly, his tone sincere.
Indeed, as long as Holly wishes, it’s not a problem.
Holly should just enjoy, he’ll handle all the cumbersome matters.
"Oh, need to follow rules, don’t always think of using privileges."
Holly scolded, pouting at Leo.
"Then we’ll find an open space for fireworks later."
Leo suggested.
New Year’s Eve, he surely lets Holly set off fireworks, wishing to see her joyful appearance, her face full of smiles.
"Okay, let’s settle that..."
Holly smiled sweetly, as they strolled and gradually vanished into the lively marketplace.
At a barbecue shop in the market, men and women sat drinking and playing games, the shop door faced the direction Leo and Holly left.
"What are you looking at, it’s your turn."
A heavily made-up woman nudged the man next to her, mildly reproached.
The man gazed intently at Leo and Holly’s departing back, lost in thought for a long time.
Being nudged, he retrieved his gaze and joined in the game.
In the crowd earlier, he seemed to have seen someone familiar, but after thinking for a while, he shook his head.
It’s probably not possible.







