Chapter 21: Ruthless

As Mrs. Qin said, Sang Qingrou and Qin Jie rubbed outside the gate for a long time, and they didn't have to leave without waiting for someone to come out to comfort them, and their low mood can be imagined.

The Sang family has developed well over the years, and bought a single-family house in the eastern district of the city, although the area and environment cannot be compared with the Qin family, but it is not a place where ordinary people can afford to live.

When the taxi stopped in front of the villa, the unconsciously envious envy in the driver's eyes finally made Qin Jie's mood a little better, glanced at the amount of money on the meter, and generously gave the other party a hundred: "No need to look for it." ”

"How much money don't you have to look for?" Before Qin Jie turned around, a familiar voice came, her body stiffened, and she knocked on the car door with her fingers, "Find me for the rest of the money." ”

The driver quickly counted sixty-nine yuan and handed it back to Qin Jie, and the envy in his eyes disappeared cleanly: "Mrs., are you right to count?" ”

"No need." Stuffing the money into her wallet indiscriminately, Qin Jie turned to meet her husband Sang Bingjiang, who was standing there with a calm face, "Are you going out or have you just come back?" When she got out of the car, she was still thinking about her mother's attitude, but she didn't notice that her husband's car was parked there.

Sang Bingjiang didn't answer Qin Jie's words, and tapped the suitcase in Sang Qingrou's hand with his chin: "Is this being brought back?" ”

Sang Qingrou looked at her father with a faint expression: "Dad, I don't care what the relationship between you and your grandmother's family becomes, I only have two requirements, one, don't affect my college entrance examination, and two, I don't want to be a pawn for marriage." ”

Sang Bingjiang raised his eyebrows and looked at his daughter: "Threaten me? ”

"Dad can understand it that way." In front of her father, Sang Qingrou will not pretend to be weak at all, she knows her position in her father's heart, pretending, it is useless, it is better to pinch seven inches.

"Okay." After staring at his daughter for a while, Sang Bingjiang agreed, and turned his gaze to Qin Jie, "I have only one request for you, control your mouth." ”

"If you want to say, I said it a long time ago, Sang Bingjiang, I also have only one request for you, the mistress of the Sang family can only be surnamed Qin!" Qin Jie stared straight at her husband, "You know my character." ”

"Huh......."

With a sneer, Sang Bingjiang opened the car door, and the car drove out quickly.

Indifferently glanced at Qin Jie, who finally didn't have the courage to pick out the window paper, Sang Qingrou dragged her suitcase into the door, and said that she was protecting her, and she couldn't even protect herself, so how could she protect her?

Thinking like this, the scene of Qin Tian being protected by everyone flashed in her mind, and her hand unconsciously clenched the lever, she wanted to see if they would still protect the straw bag after the Qin family fell!

"Yo, are you willing to come back? The Qin family is so good, why are you coming back? ”

As soon as the two of them entered the door, they were greeted with the ridicule of Mrs. Sang's sharp voice - in this family, none of them liked Mrs. Sang.

When Qin Jie married into the Sang family, it was not an exaggeration for the Sang family to say that they were poor and white.

Sang's father was a worker in a steel factory, and it was difficult to find a partner due to an injury to one hand, so he married Sang's mother from the countryside.

Since marrying into the Sang family, Sang's mother's task is to do laundry, cook, and take the children to serve her in-laws, because she has no job, and Sang's mother has no status in the eyes of her in-laws.

Once the daughter-in-law became a mother-in-law, after Qin Jie got married, Sang's mother learned her mother-in-law's style ten out of ten, of course she knew that the conditions of the Qin family were more than a hundred times stronger than the Sang family, but so what?

The Sang family is poor, and the son didn't hide it from Qin Jie, didn't Qin Jie still marry her son crying and shouting? When you arrive at the Sang family, of course, you have to abide by the rules of the Sang family! Even if the Sang family started it all these years by relying on the momentum of the Qin family, Sang's mother didn't appreciate Qin Jie's affection at all, in her opinion, this is simply her son's ability!

As for why she doesn't like Sang Qingrou, it's simpler, as a girl, she can't spread the branches for the Sang family, and she is not obedient, so it's no wonder she likes it!

Knowing that no matter what she did, she couldn't get her grandmother's liking, Sang Qingrou simply didn't answer Sang's mother's words, dragged her suitcase and went to her room - anyway, her father had already promised her, why should she wronged herself?

As the daughter-in-law of the Qin family, Qin Jie didn't dare to ignore Mrs. Sang like her daughter, she sat in front of her mother-in-law and squeezed out a flattering smile: "Mom, Rou'er is a child of the Sang family, of course she wants to go back to the Sang family." ”

Mrs. Sang was lying comfortably on the sofa, and her fat fingers knocked on the armrest: "Since I know that I am the child of the Sang family, I will go to see the Tao family tomorrow and settle the family affairs as soon as possible." ”

Sang Qingrou, who happened to walk to the door of the room, couldn't ignore Mrs. Sang, she turned around and looked at Mrs. Sang coldly: "Grandma, it's better to discuss with Dad before making a decision." ”

"Who are you putting on a dead face for?" Mrs. Sang got up suddenly, grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at Qin Jie, who was sitting opposite, "Look at the daughter you taught, what is it!" ”

Qin Jie, who was defenseless, was smashed squarely, and without saying a word, she collapsed directly on the sofa.

"Loading ...... What's it for? ”

Looking at her daughter-in-law's bloody face, Mrs. Sang was a little panicked, stretched out her hand and pushed the other party, seeing that the other party was still not moving, she was so frightened that she quickly stood up and took a step back to look at Sang Qingrou who was standing there in a daze, "You see, I just threw it away, who told her not to hide?" Even if she died, it didn't matter to me, it was the wrong place for her to sit......"

After a moment of stunnedness, Sang Qingrou hurriedly went downstairs, stretched out her hand to probe Qin Jie's snort, and then, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to look at Mrs. Sang: "Send it to the hospital, if you delay it any longer, it really has something to do with you." ”

Hearing her granddaughter say this, Mrs. Sang also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly grabbed the phone to call her son, she usually went sideways, and she was really scared when she saw that human life was involved.

After a few "uh-huh" calls on the phone, Mrs. Sang looked at her granddaughter: "Your father said that he is busy and can't come back, let us wait and see, if it's really not good, you can take your mother to the hospital." ”

"Is he still a little human?" Helpless, Sang Qingrou could only call Didi, coincidentally, the one who took the order happened to be the taxi driver who sent them back before, and when she saw the unconscious person, the driver's eyes obviously flashed with sympathy.

Halfway through, Qin Jie woke up.

"Mom, let's go to the hospital."

Seeing Qin Jie's confusion, Sang Qingrou took the initiative to explain.

It took a long time for Qin Jie to remember what happened before: "Didn't call your father?" ”

"Hit."

With only a two-word answer, Qin Jie understood, and the body that had already sat up collapsed back again.

When he got out of the car, the driver took the initiative to come over to help, and the moment he saw the other party clearly, Qin Jie was stunned, and then waved his hand in a little panic: "Don't trouble you, I can go by myself." ”