The past events in the vacant memory were neatly filled in by Song Jiming's words.

As before, she hid herself in a no-man's corner after being injured, licking her wounds and trying to escape from everything.

Shu Miao huddled in the cupboard in the cloakroom, hugging herself tightly, and the faint light through the gap in the cabinet illuminated her dark vision.

In the silence of the environment, she quietly listened to the sound of her heartbeat that could still beat, and quietly recalled the once desperate past.

Hua Xijun and Song Jiming, these two people, forced her to unfold the unbearable past in her mind again.

Only now did she know that Lin Yizhong was a member of the Jun family and Hua Xijun's uncle.

Hua Xijun had long known that he had taken a fancy to him, so in order to keep his position in the Jun family, he sold her to him together with Shu Dongrong and his wife.

In this way, he can gain a firm foothold in the Jun family, and Shu Dongrong and his wife can also get a large sum of money to repay their gambling debts.

In this shady transaction, Shu Dongrong and his wife, who did whatever it took for money, became the ones who took responsibility on the surface.

In fact, there are many more people involved in it.

It's just that after her accident, this matter attracted a lot of attention in the upper circles, and Lin Yizhong was afraid that he would be involved because of this, so he suppressed it by all means.

Everyone who knew about it was silenced.

But whoever does not obey has disappeared from this world.

The Jun family and the Lin family are originally of the same root, as long as these two families have an existence, no one dares to mention this matter.

This is also the reason why Song Jiming found out about this matter very early, but never told her.

Shu Yao stared blankly at the only ray of light in the cabinet, and her dry eyes no longer felt like tears.

She was dead in it, just like when she was thrown in a garbage dump.

She knew that there was a foul-smelling filth beneath her, but she didn't have the strength to escape, so she could only watch herself being polluted.

This circle, isn't that.

In the face of power and money, no one can escape.

Even Song Jiming, who has been indifferent to fame and fortune for many years, can use her for property, let alone others.

The girl who realized that she was still someone else's pawn, her sluggish look gradually became hideous.

In the past, she was weak and could only be bullied and manipulated by others.

Now, marrying into a wealthy family, she will never tolerate being bullied and trampled on by others again......

The girl who had experienced a major blow, when she came out of the room, the lonely and sad aura on her body became extremely light, and then it was replaced by a faint domineering momentum, and there was a cold and determined look in her beautiful light brown eyes.

The only fly in the ointment was her red and swollen eye sockets.

That doesn't get in the way, though.

As long as she wants to change, all the problems can't stop her.

Aunt Qiao came out with a plate, noticed the girl's strange appearance, her expression changed, and she couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Song Jiming likes the current girls very much, they seem to be delicate, but they are actually strong.

He pulled out a chair for her, and after she sat down, asked her with concern.

"Are you alright?"

All right?

Shu Yao looked at the man who was worried about her with a solemn face, with a complicated look in her eyes.

Her sentence "Isn't this the result you want", after touching his indifferent and concerned face, she stiffly held back, and only nodded obediently.

A man who is good at reading people's hearts can see through the girl's mouth at a glance.

Although she didn't say anything, the estrangement did exist.

Song Jiming sighed secretly, and a moment of strangeness flashed under his dark eyes.

He raised his hand and touched her little head softly, and said "Let's eat", and did not speak.

Song Jiming's dinner has always been light, with two delicate and elegant porcelain plates filled with emerald green vegetables, and two cups of slow-simmering clear soup, and a few chives floating on the milky white soup noodles, and nothing else.

Shu Yao already had no appetite, and now she has no appetite.

After barely taking a few bites, she put down her chopsticks.

Song Jiming, who had been paying attention to her, saw that she didn't like it, he stopped his chopsticks with her, looked at her quietly, and said in a gentle voice: "What do you want to eat, let Aunt Qiao make you some more." ”

Aunt Qiao, who didn't want to bother after a busy day, shook her head in poor spirits, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need." ”

The considerate man did not ignore the girl's feelings because of her rejection.

He looked at his watch, and when he was sure that the time was still right, he proposed, "I'll go out for some dinner with you." ”

The temperature in Xishi at night in winter was as low as more than ten degrees below zero, and Song Jiming's cough was not yet good, and Shu Yao was afraid that if he went out now, he would freeze him, so he simply refused.

"I really don't need to, I'm not hungry, and I can't eat much when I go out."

Shu Yao's firmness was useless in front of the man who had already made up his mind.

He asked the driver to prepare the car and took her out when it was dark at night.

This time, the girl sitting next to him did not take the initiative to lean into his arms.

She sat upright next to her and played with her mobile phone, the cold light of electronic products reflected her cold expression, and there was only the sound of traffic passing by in the carriage for a while.

The man leaned back in his seat, resting with his eyes closed.

He was quieter than she was.

The girl who couldn't stand it secretly glanced at the man next to her, and saw that he was sleeping expressionlessly, and immediately punched him angrily.

"You haven't even read the book I gave you!"

"Hua Xijun uses me, you also use me, and now that I'm angry, won't you coax me?"

The man who was questioned and accused for no reason was not angry, he held the girl's dishonest little hand, a smile overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he said lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

This apology is too distracting.

Shu Yao snorted dissatisfiedly, pounced on him and straddled him, opening his mouth to bite his neck.

The girl who was really angry bit him hard, just like last time, and showed no mercy under her teeth.

The sharp pain spread from his neck, and Song Jiming "hissed" and poured a breath of cold air.

He put his backhand on the girl's forehead and told her.

"Shu Yao, let go."

The girl who was named was unwilling to let go.

As an experienced woman, she had a good grasp of the strength this time, leaving two rows of deep tooth marks on the man's skin, but the skin was not broken.

"This is the interest I ask you for, you owe the principal first, and one day you will make me unhappy, the old lady will bite you to death, inherit all your assets, and then go to support the little white face."

The girl said indignantly, with a resentful expression on her pretty little face, and bulging cheeks, like an elf dolphin jumping out of the water, with a cute appearance, which made it impossible to be angry with her.

Song Jiming chuckled, he held the girl's soft waist, pinched her cheek with one hand, and reprimanded helplessly: "Little conscienceless, you calculate carefully, who owes whom?" ”