"My glutinous glutinous is the kindest and most beautiful, I don't want to see you."

After Wen Ya finished speaking, she turned around and got into the car, without looking at Su Qianqian.

"Wenya, you are ruthless and unjust, cold-blooded and ruthless."

"None of your family are good people."

"I didn't have children before, and they treated me like a baby, but now the children have come back and treat me like grass."

"You're all bad guys."

Su Qian's mouth kept shouting, his body staggered, and he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Why, why did you treat her like this.

Elegant their car, continue to walk forward.

Leaving Su Qianqian's heart-rending cry behind.

Wen Ya closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.

How can there be no emotion at all.

It's just that those feelings have been eroded and scarred.

Su Shihao didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, grabbed Wen Ya's shoulder, and patted it again and again.

Late at night, the wind and snow were raging, and there was no tendency to stop.

Su Qianqian was wearing a thin skirt and stumbled along, as if she had no soul.

After going around and around, she turned into a small alley.

Su paused slightly.

Now, she actually lives in such a deplorable place.

The roads are uneven, one high and one low.

Garbage was piled up everywhere, even if it was covered in snow, and when you stepped on it, you still stepped into the muddy mud pool, splashing bursts of black muddy water.

The muddy water polluted the snow and gave it a foul smell.

Su Qianqian stood still, his eyes glazed over.

At the moment, none of this is what she wants.

Suddenly, there was another clattering sound in the silent snow.

Su Qianqian turned his head stiffly and looked at Li Xinghai standing behind in a black tweed coat.

Su Qianqian, who was already stunned, was full of resentment in his eyes at this time, and he couldn't wait to go up and tear Li Xinghai.

It is this man who misleads himself and takes advantage of himself.

"Li Xinghai!"

Su Qianqian gritted his teeth and shouted, eager to eat his flesh and blood.

Li Xinghai was unmoved, his thin lips hooked slightly, revealing a shallow smile, and there were some yin owls in his narrow eyes.

He walked forward with long legs, his hands around his chest, and the smile on his lips was evil.

"Li Xingshen smuggled out, Su Qianqian, you are now a cockroach living in a stinky ditch."

Li Xinghai said coldly, the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.

Facing such a Li Xinghai, Su Qianqian's heart suddenly chuckled.

With a shake of his body, Su Qianqian sat down on the ground.

She trembled all over, looking at Li Xinghai's eyes, full of fear.

As Li Xinghai got closer and closer, Su Qianqian also pulled his hands on the ground, and his body kept shrinking back.

"Don't, don't come here.

Li Xinghai sneered, gradually got closer, bent down and lowered his eyes.

"Cockroaches living in stinky ditches, are you familiar with this sentence?"

Li Xinghai smiled lowly, he saw that Su Qianqian had been hanging his head and trembling.

He stretched out his hand, pinched Su Qianqian's chin, and lifted her head vigorously.

"Familiar?"

Li Xinghai asked again.

Su Qian's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't dare to look at Li Xinghai.

She suddenly thought of that day, Li Xinghai had just been brought back from the slum.