Josie choked for a moment.

Handle, handle again.

In the final analysis, Jing Rou didn't think that she could do whatever she wanted with Su Yurou's ashes!

Josie's shoulders trembled slightly. After being silent for a long time, he raised his hand and pointed to the door: "Get out." ”

"Sissy, we are here to persuade you. An Zhen said pretendedly, "You don't want to toast and eat and drink......"

"I'll let you out!"

Josie's voice burst into flames.

An Zhen twisted her eyebrows, and subconsciously wanted to sell pity: "Xixi, how can you talk to your mother like this." Mom is also for your good. ”

Jing Rou shook her head at An Zhen: "Mom, let's go back first." ”

Ahn Jin stopped stupidly and turned away.

Before leaving, she glanced back.

Josie sat on the bed, silhouette thin to thin. An Zhen couldn't doubt that such a thin person would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

She didn't move, she didn't speak, and even her eyes didn't change. The whole time, I just sat there dumbfounded......

Hmph, why is Josie just sad and not dead yet?

It's good she's dead!

An Zhen snorted coldly and strode out of the room directly.

Come to the door.

Jing Rou sighed: "Mom, don't really push Josie into a hurry. Don't forget, Tingchuan has been a little interested in Josie recently. ”

An Zhen frowned, irritable: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what the hell are you going to do!"

"Let's wait a while. Jing Rou's face was gloomy, "Anyway, we have to wait for Tingchuan's attention to not be here, so we can attack her." ”

An Zhen thought about it carefully and nodded reluctantly: "Then so be it." ”

The two barely came to an agreement. An Zhen pushed Jingrou downstairs and walked all the way to the outside of the hospital.

......

Josie was in the hospital, quietly for a few days.

As soon as she was allowed to be discharged from the hospital by the doctor, she was taken back to Qiao's house by the quiet and gentle An Zhen.

This time back at Qiao's house, her treatment is obviously different from before.

The car arrived outside Qiao's house and stopped.

An Zhen and Tang Zeyu helped Josie get out of the car left and right, acting in a sincere panic, as if they were afraid that Josie would bump into it.

Qiao Zhenguo stood next to the gate, and when he saw this, he immediately sneered and became angry.

"If you want to die, you should die quietly outside, and you still have to go home. Qiao Zhenguo couldn't wait to point at Qiao Xi and scold, "You have an illness, and you have so many people to take care of you together." You are simply born troublesome, born so shameless!"

Josie glanced at Qiao Zhenguo coldly, and suddenly smiled.

Qiao Zhenguo was angry at her, and couldn't help yelling: "What are you laughing at!"

"That's how you want me to die?" Josie tilted her head, her tone flat, "Oh, that's right, too." After all, if I die, no one will remember how your Mr. Qiao relied on his ex-wife to ascend to the throne, and how he was cheeky and sought to steal the family property from his daughter. Isn't it?"

"Josie you!"

Qiao Zhenguo was furious and stepped forward to give Josie a slap.

Josie remained motionless, her eyes sarcastic.

Quiet and soft, but she was too nervous to do it, and desperately gave An Zhen a look.

An Zhen understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop this slap: "Old Qiao, calm down...... Ouch!"

Qiao Zhenguo didn't have time to stop it, and this slap hit An Zhen in the face crisply.

An Zhen covered her face and was stunned.

Qiao Zhenguo didn't expect things to turn out like this, and he was stunned for a while: "Why don't you hide?"

"Old Joe. An Zhen was so frightened that she had to pretend to be virtuous and generous on the surface, "Anyway, Xixi is your daughter." She's just got sick and came back from the hospital, so you have to be nice to her. ”

"I have a better attitude towards her, what about her?" Qiao Zhenguo blew his beard and glared, "It's not that you haven't seen it." Josie's brute, she's just ......"

"Alright, alright, old Joe. ”

An Zhen hurriedly coaxed Qiao Zhenguo, and the two entered the villa together.

What a show.

Josie tugged at the corners of her lips, withdrew her gaze, and entered the villa.

Tang Zeyu subconsciously wanted to help her, but was thrown away by Josie.

He was a little angry, but he didn't have a good seizure.

Jing Rou sat in a wheelchair, looking at Josie's back, her face was so cold.

"Miss Ann, why are you being so nice to Josie. Tang Zeyu held back his anger, so he could only turn his head and ask Jing Rou, "If you do this, it's too cheap for her." ”

Jingrou paused and sighed: "Forget it, Brother Zeyu." Regardless, Sissy is my sister. As a sister, I should be more tolerant of her, and I deserve it. ”

Feng Tingchuan didn't believe in the quiet and soft set.

Tang Zeyu was so pinched by this set that he couldn't wait to take Jingrou into his arms and comfort him on the spot: "Jingrou, you are so wronged!"

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Quiet pulled the corners of her lips, "Now that Sissy has returned." Should we call Ting Chuan and ask him to take a look?"

"Let Third Master Feng come and see?" Tang Zeyu was stunned when he heard this, and hesitated a little, "This, it doesn't seem necessary, right?"

After all, Feng Tingchuan is not distracted by such a trivial matter.

"Brother Zeyu. Quiet and soft voice is sweet and soft, "Let Xixi come back to live, this is what Tingchuan meant." ”

"But ......"

Tang Zeyu was still hesitant.

Quiet and soft looked at him, her eyes were delicate and innocent.

Being looked at with such eyes, Tang Zeyu suddenly couldn't bear it.

He gritted his teeth, patted his chest and nodded: "Okay, Jingrou, don't worry." I'm going to contact Third Master Feng for you!"

......

Upstairs.

Josie was once again arranged in the attic by Steward Fang.

Steward Fang followed Josie all the way into the attic, his posture more like surveillance than protection.

Josie was in no mood to take care of the housekeeper's attitude. The act of going upstairs alone had already exhausted her entire strength.

Finally going up to the attic, Josie was lying on the bed, sweating all over.

"Josie, this is the treatment that Miss Ann specially gave you. Steward Fang said in a weird manner, "If Miss Fang hadn't interceded for you in front of the master and let us arrange a separate room for you, you wouldn't have been able to find such a good place to live." So, you'll have to thank her for a while!"

"Gratitude?" Josie sneered, "Steward Fang, I haven't seen you for so long, and you still talk so disgustingly." ”

Steward Fang's face suddenly darkened.

He glared at Josie fiercely and left the room.

While walking, he also deliberately raised his voice: "A slut is a slut, I don't know how to lift!"

Flattering?

Heh, if this lift falls on Steward Fang, I don't know if he is willing to accept it.

Josie didn't even bother to give a sneer, closed her eyes and rested.

A moment later, footsteps reappeared.

Come to think of it, eighty percent of it was Steward Fang who went and returned.