The two sets of clothes sent by Xu Yuhan's secretary are all new and limited editions of famous products that are on the market this season, and the size is just right for her, Qin Huan stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in an ivory white dress, her delicate facial features inherited all the advantages of her parents. It is precisely because of this that Qin Keyue is afraid of being robbed of the limelight, and since the two of them became best friends in their freshman year, they have been encouraging her to wear all kinds of strange clothes and dye her hair in a tacky color.

When he returned to the city in the afternoon, Qin Huan immediately went to dye his hair back to black, came out of the barbershop, looked at his Alipay balance of 63 yuan, and thought of his life span of less than two months, Qin Huan sighed, relive her life, not only did she have no life but no money!

After severing the relationship with her parents, her life was completely dependent on the uncle's family, before her father was imprisoned, the aunt was still good to her on the surface, clothes, jewelry, all expensive to buy her, the car she gave was even better than the car given to Qin Keyue, and people in the circle praised her for being virtuous and kind.

But others don't know that Qin Huan's daily cash at his disposal never exceeds two hundred yuan, the car is in the name of the eldest aunt, and if you want to drive out, you need to ask for the consent of the eldest aunt in advance, and the clothes and jewelry will also be checked regularly every week to prevent her from selling.

There is no way, before the misunderstanding with her parents is resolved, she still has to return to the Qin Mansion.

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Standing at the gate of Qin's house again, there was a feeling of being in a different world.

Isn't it just another life, she was burned here in her last life, and in the blink of an eye, she is back!

Qin Huan took a deep breath and pushed the door in expressionlessly.

"Mom, how is the lame man you gave her last time, how is Zhang Luo? Hurry up and marry her, I will respond when I see her!"

Qin Keyue shouted angrily from the living room, as if he was on the phone.

Qin Huan stopped and stood quietly at the entrance, hearing Qin Keyue say angrily, "If she doesn't agree, she secretly takes some medicine to let them cook raw rice and mature rice, anyway, her parents have moved out and cut off relations with her, and no one cares about her! Now the company is almost all in the hands of Dad, Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, I think it will last for another half a year at most! When Grandpa leaves, we can immediately drive that family out of the company......

Qin Huan's fingers clenched, and his nails sank deep into his palm.

In her previous life, when her father was imprisoned, Qin Keyue's mother, the eldest aunt who cared for her and loved her on weekdays, saw that she had no use value, so she accepted a dowry of one million from a middle-aged lame old man and forced her to get married. locked her up, firstly, because he was worried that she would ruin the wedding of Lu Qixin and Qin Keyue, and secondly, he was worried that she would escape from the marriage.

Qin Huan smiled, and the sneering voice seemed to still be in his ears--"Huanhuan, the eldest aunt has finally picked such a good husband for you, Mr. Cheng has a successful career, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking with him in this life, maybe he will be happy to wait, and he will help your brother pay off some of his debts......"

Thinking of this, the corners of Qin Huan's mouth hooked up a smile, but his eyes were cold and piercing without temperature.

She gently closed the door, turned around and wanted to leave the Qin family, and as soon as she walked into the courtyard, she saw a short and fat middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket open the door and coming in.

"Miss Huan, where are you going, why don't you tell me in advance if you don't have dinner at home, so I bought more vegetables!"

The middle-aged woman complained unhappily, although she called her Miss Huan, but her tone was not respectful, and there was even a trace of contempt in her expression.