Shu Dongrong was weak-hearted, and stood next to him without saying a word.

The whole process was the official pair communicating with Shu Yao.

When Shu Yao said the words "I will never contact them again", he finally became anxious.

"Shu Yao! I'm telling you, don't be embarrassed, is it easy for us to raise you so big? Now that you're out of the way, you're going to cut ties with us, and I'm telling you no way! Don't even think about it. ”

A man who looks middle-aged and elegant, but in fact has an unusually short temper.

He looked at the girl with a hideous face, and angrily pointed at her and scolded her.

Shu Yao looked at the thunderous man with cold eyes, and the look in his beautiful eyes was cold and indifferent.

"Do you think I'm willing to be raised by you? I wish you hadn't given birth to me, and I don't want you to raise me! ”

The humiliating past came flooding up in an instant, forcing the girl to be nervous and restless.

Her eyes were red, she stared at the two hypocritical men and women outside the wrought iron gate, and roared: "You didn't treat me as a daughter from beginning to end, I was just a tool for you to make money!" ”

"When I was a child, even if I broke my leg, I had to finish filming before I could go to the hospital, and then continue to go back to filming, but the director couldn't watch it and let me rest, otherwise you wouldn't feel sorry for me at all, you owe debts, just sell me to those perverts, even if I become a fool, I have to continue to help you make money!"

"If you treat me as a daughter, why don't you let Shu Sirou's slut earn money for you, why don't you sell her, those perverts obviously like her, and you forced me to have injections and plastic surgery to replace her!"

"Open your eyes and see what you have done that has lost your conscience, and which one is worthy of being a parent."

I was already dead, but I didn't expect to cry when I mentioned this.

Shu Yao stubbornly wiped away her tears, and her attitude was resolute.

"Before, I was young and wanted to get the care of my parents, so I changed the law to please you, let me do something, even if I don't want to, I will work hard to do it, until you collect that perverted hush money, I don't know that I am in your hearts, just a tool to make money, what kind of feelings!"

"I tell you, from today onwards, I am me, you are you, we have no half-dime relationship, and don't want to get any benefits from me in the future!"

"Now, immediately, immediately, get out of my house!"

After Shu Jiao's hysterical roar, Shu Dongrong and his wife glanced at each other, and the two still did not feel guilty.

In their opinion, they did the right thing.

But at the moment, Shu Miao is very excited, they can't be hard with her.

She was afraid of losing Shu Yao's cash cow.

Thinking of this, the official showed a hypocritical expression on his face, and confessed: "Auntie, my parents were wrong before, thinking that it would be good for you, but I didn't expect it to hurt you......"

Before the official could finish speaking, the man in black opened the door and violently drove them away.

They are also moved by the girl's tragic past.

People sympathize with the weak, and in addition, Shu Yao is the hostess here.

They have a duty to protect her from harm.

Shu Yao coldly watched the two leave in embarrassment under the drive of the man in black, she gritted her teeth and didn't let herself cry.

Aunt Qiao sighed distressedly when she saw the tears burning on the girl's face, but she was still stubborn.

"Mrs. ......"

Shu Yao sniffed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aunt Qiao, I want to rest, don't disturb me." ”

At the last sentence, she already had a bit of a trill.

As the words fell, she threw away the water gun and walked quickly towards the villa.

Aunt Qiao looked at her back worriedly, with a complicated look in her old eyes.

Aunt Qiao was afraid that Shu Yao wouldn't be able to think about it, so she told Song Jiming about Shu Dongrong and his wife.

He hadn't arrived at the company yet, and after hearing Aunt Qiao's description, he asked the driver to turn the car around and hurriedly rushed back.

Twenty minutes later, the black van appeared in front of the wrought iron gate.

The bodyguard opened the door and let the car in.

The man got out of the car, looked at the man in black guarding the door, and asked in a cold voice, "What happened?" ”

A calm and gentle man has never been angry.

But if he gets serious, the coercion on his body is extremely heavy, and people dare not look at it directly.

The bodyguard told the truth about what had happened twenty minutes earlier.

After hearing this, the man's expression became more and more gloomy.

With a straight face, he kept his wheelchair in control and headed towards the main building.

When Aunt Qiao saw him coming back, she hurriedly walked over, "Young Master Ming, Mrs. ......"

"I already know, Aunt Qiao, don't worry, I'll go see her."

"Okay, my wife is in the room."

Song Jiming bowed his head and controlled the wheelchair and went straight to the girl's room.

He stopped in front of the closed door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Shuyao, open the door." ”

Song Jiming is back.

Shu Yao huddled on the sofa with herself in her arms, and stopped crying when she heard the voice of the man outside the door.

There was no sound for a long time, and just when she thought she was hallucinating, there was another knock on the door, and the man's magnetic voice sounded outside.

"Shu Yao, it's me, open the door."

Shu Yao let go of the hand that was holding him, and he didn't even have time to put on his slippers, so he rushed over to open the door.

Now she desperately needed his arms to soothe her bloody wounds.

The door opened, her eyes were red and swollen, and the depressed girl stood in front of him with tears, her delicate appearance made the man feel distressed.

"Are you alright?"

He held out his hand to her, and the fragile girl hid in his arms and whimpered and cried.

Arrogant and domineering, with teeth and claws, is just a protective shell for her to disguise her vulnerability.

When there is no one, or in front of someone she trusts, she will take off this protective clothing and lick the scars all over her body alone.

Song Jiming gently soothed the girl's back and comforted her softly, "It's all over, it won't happen again in the future." ”

The man's magnetic and mellow voice slowly sounded in his ears.

The more he comforted her, the more she felt wronged.

The girl's sobbing cries did not decrease, but increased.

Song Jiming realized this problem, so he simply kept his mouth shut, and only hugged her silently to comfort her.

When she had cried enough and vented all the grievances, grievances, and anger that had accumulated in her heart for many years, he dared to speak.

The girl's room is the master bedroom, and the floor-to-ceiling windows let in good light.

On a sunny morning, the room is lit up with golden light.

Shu Yao sat on the ground with her knees crossed, her back against the bed, and looked at the man in the wheelchair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The gentle, indifferent and quiet man does not seem to be sad or happy about everything, he calmly persuades himself to look down, and Buddhism allows himself to let go of the past.

Although she also wants to do it, as a client.

Some of the pain experienced by oneself cannot be forgotten by healing the scars.

Song Jiming looked at the girl who didn't speak, and her eyes were already swollen, and said to her gently: "Come here." ”

The girl looked up at him, and her eyes were watery, not as bright as they had been.

Song Jiming sighed and stretched out his hand to her, "Come, don't sit by yourself, come to me." ”

The man's magnetic and melodious voice is bewitching.

Shu Yao stood up uncontrollably and slowly walked towards him.

Song Jiming was glad that she could be so obedient.

He wrapped his long arms around the girl's slender waist and brought her towards him with a slight force......