"Lie!" Jian Pei got up, slapped her, and then shook her desperately: "It's clear that you're afraid that Yun'er will steal your position in the Qiao family, and it's clear that you're insidious and vicious." You give Yun'er back to me, give it back to me...... Why don't you die, you die, my Yun'er is gone, you die...... Yuan Jing is right, you shouldn't adopt you, you shouldn't lure wolves into the house...... You die, why don't you die......"

The sound in her ears roared, and her body was about to be shaken apart, a scene from many years ago coincided with it, and it was like this at that time, she woke up from the hotel and found that she had been violated, she wanted to cry without tears, and she looked for Yun'er to no avail, and she faced this Jian Pei after returning with a traumatized heart.

In her mind, her mild-tempered mother had changed and become hysterical, and would often run to her room in the middle of the night and choke her neck, and in the dark, she heard this ghostly voice: "You go to death, why don't you die......"

Like a knife churning in her bones, every time she remembers it, she can't suppress the pain.

Breaking away with all her might, Qiao Du fled in a hurry, behind her was Qiao Yuanjing's roaring roar, she didn't dare to turn back, and she couldn't turn back.

The streets are lit with neon lights, the traffic is bustling, and the city is dazzling at night.

All this made her feel like she was in another world, she remembered the scene when she first saw Jian Pei when she was eight years old, wearing a pure white embroidered dress, with a gentle and elegant smile, bent down and took her hand and said: "From now on, I will be your mother, you will be my daughter, come home with me, I will give you a happy home." ”

No matter how many years have passed, she will always remember how soft and warm the big hands that held her at that time, and the delicate embroidery on that dress......

At that time, Jian Pei's appearance was like an angel descending, spreading its wings, brushing away the darkness and fear in front of her, and bringing her to the world of light.

They spoil her, really treat her as their most beloved daughter, and give her the best in everything.

She once thought that she would be so happy, but who knew that everything changed overnight......

Passing by a small supermarket, she bought a bottle of liquor, unscrewed the bottle and poured a big sip, her face was red and she coughed violently because of the spicy taste.

Even so, she took several more sips.

I choked and vomited most of it again, and I felt that the pain in my heart had been reduced a lot, and I couldn't help laughing.

Passers-by looked at her in amazement.

Qiao Dui's eyes only had wine in his eyes at this time, so he simply sat on the spot.

Across the road, inside the black car, through the window, the man looked sideways.

"Mr. Fu, it seems to be Miss Qiao." Luo Quan also found out: "It's so late, why is she drinking on the street alone?" ”

"Something to do with you?" The man in the back seat spoke indifferently.

Luo Quan was choked and simply didn't dare to speak.

When he was fine these days, Er Shao came over to pester him, asking Mr. Fu what his relationship was with a man named Qiao Duan, and he looked at the photos provided by Er Shao to know that there was such a young girl, who was only twenty-two years old......

Then he also knew a secret that the second young man didn't know, this woman had already lived in Mr. Fu's house.

Except for the one who is far away in Kyoto, this is the first time that a woman has appeared in Mr. Fu's villa.

Can...... Looking at him like this, could it be that he had a quarrel?

The car started slowly, and the mobile phone in Fu Jingchao's hand was ringing, and it was the housekeeper who called: "Young master, little young master refuses to go to bed until now." ”

The man glanced at the time on his wrist, at ten o'clock, Fu Chengrui, in addition to gambling with him on three meals a day, lived a very regular life every day, and he must go to bed before nine o'clock.

He then asked in a cold voice, "Why?" ”

"The little young master said that he would wait for Miss Qiao, as if Miss Qiao had promised to give him a gift today."

"......" Fu Jingchao tilted his head and looked out the window.

Qiao Twilight was sitting on the steps at the door of the small supermarket with a wine bottle in his hand, and suddenly there was a child's cry, a man was holding a little girl in his arms, and his dirty hands were covering the little girl's mouth, and only the little girl's cry could be heard.

The pedestrians on the side of the road only thought that the parents were teaching the ignorant children a lesson, and they didn't take it seriously, but Qiao Du could vaguely hear the pleading in the little girl's eyes, and the vague word "help" coming from between her fingers.

She was drunk and shouted, "Stop! ”