Chapter 69: To Each His Heart
Qiao Yuan'er likes Huo Baizhan, and she likes it so much that no one can persuade her, and she holds the determination not to hit the south wall and not look back, but what no one knows is that she was not like this a few years ago.
She has the wealth of a top-notch family, she can have whatever she wants in this life, her elders are kind to her brothers, and she is also a girl who is spoiled by everyone.
The arrogance in her bones and the rightful coquettishness make her also attach great importance to her feathers.
Pursuing the high-flying Huo Baizhan has also become something she thinks she should do, and she also likes Huo Baizhan.
So when she just graduated from junior high school, she went to confess, but she didn't expect it.
The handsome man in the white shirt in front of the desk, the hand that flipped through the document did not pause at all, and after listening to the confession she had prepared for a long time, he only raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes covered by the gold-framed lenses were shining with a clear and cold luster, just a glance, and a 'sorry'.
buried the bittersweet first love in her mind.
Qiao Kite's arrogance and self-esteem did not allow her to stalk and kneel and lick others, so she went abroad to study and leave here with a heart that had just been splashed with cold water.
When she was finally about to let go, Huo Baizhan found her.
Late-night chats and gift exchanges from time to time made Qiao Yuan'er feel comforted in a foreign country, and a heart that was rolling and crawling in the ashes beat again.
Even though the two never expressed their hearts clearly once, Qiao Yuaner couldn't help but love herself.
When she returned to China this time, she wanted to continue to pursue true love, but she didn't expect to learn the news that shocked her, her brother Huo was already married, and he was just unfamiliar with her, which made her so uncomfortable that she almost fainted.
Why did it become like this, it wasn't like this before.
After a short period of distraction, she didn't want Brother Huo to be embarrassed and burdened with ugly gossip, so she planned to hide those things as a secret between the two of them alone, just to protect his dignity.
So inevitably, she hated Jiang Xiaoqian even more, and detained all those unspeakable grievances on her, if she hadn't married Brother Huo, she wouldn't have been so sad!
Big tears came out with countless grievances, and he was extremely jealous of Jiang Xiaoqian who could lie in Huo Baizhan's arms.
That position should have belonged to her Qiao Kite!
Qiao Duli in the back helplessly pulled his sister, why bother, why do you want to fight with others, it is obvious that Huo Baizhan is also partial to Jiang Xiaoqian.
"Let's go back." Qiao Duli said helplessly, how can she be a guest at someone else's house when she is crying, and at least she can adjust her mentality after she goes home.
"I don't!" Qiao Yuan'er opened his hand and sobbed and refused, she believed that Huo Baizhan only had to treat her like this because of Jiang Xiaoqian, so she couldn't escape!
She wants everyone to see that she Qiao Yuan'er is a hundred times better than Jiang Xiaoqian, and only she is the person who can best match Huo Baizhan, she wants to defeat Jiang Xiaoqian openly!
Then, snatch Brother Huo back, definitely.
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In the end, the seven people sat down in the dining room together, the dining table was round, and these people sat down in the same position as they were in the living room, so Jiang Xiaoqian was Huo Baizhan on the left, and Jiang Linyan was on the right.
The dishes on the dinner table were already a little cold, and several people had their own thoughts, and they didn't care about having to reheat it.
Jiang Chenghong first talked to Huo Baizhan about work for a while, and Jiang Xiaoqian next to him was not in the mood to listen to that, his eyes were shining happily peeling prawns.
On the other side of her, Jiang Linyan held the chopsticks, and the finger bones were protruding, and he looked strange under his eyes.