Yao Jing spoke so fast and loud that it was completely impossible for people to plug in.

"You say, I'm not married yet, so I'm just like that, waiting for marriage is even more tragic than that tragic drama...... The most annoying thing is Xiao Xu, do you know, he really doesn't dare to let one fart in front of his mother. But do you know what he told me when he turned around? He said he had no obligation to support me...... it, won't I make money myself, who wants him to raise. ”

"How did I not know that Xiao Xu was such a person......"

"I didn't expect that the good man my mother did everything she could to find for me turned out to be this one. She saw and experienced the whole thing from beginning to end, but instead of saying a word for me, her own daughter, she agreed with the ideas of outsiders. I, I must not have been born to her, I must have given it to me with phone bills, that's why she ...... me like this"

After a string of national scoldings, Yao Jing began to cry about her college career: "I have been working hard, studying very hard, trying very hard to run for the student union, and accumulating capital for my future." I've organized big and small things. How did you end up in the communication room later, such a ridiculous ending. Did I do anything wrong in my last life......"

Yao Jing cried, Yao Jing made trouble, she wiped her nose and tears one by one, and she wanted to commit suicide every two minutes holding the bow post. Anyway, the whole room was completely out of control, and in the end, even Zhenyan couldn't do anything about her. Yao Jing hit the pillar and broke her scalp, her emotions were so out of control, who can guarantee that she won't really kill herself in the Sun family.

Anyway, everyone could only let her continue to cry in Sun Xiaoyou's room, but fortunately, the owner of the house was willing to put up with her.

For a while, Luo Qiong even had the illusion that she was very happy in her previous life, because no matter what, her mother didn't drive her to work in the communication room. That kind of work is really, so suitable for housewives.

We've been working very, very hard for the future, but when reality slammed down, we shattered into slag.

tilted his head and glanced at Yao Jing lying beside him, then closed his eyes, and his soul overflowed from Sun Xiaoyou's body.

……

At night, Huang Jianliang sat in the bar in the dining room, opened a bottle of spirits and treated the wound on his head in the mirror, pulled out all the glass slags, and used the spirits to detoxify himself. The wound is not serious, no matter what, Luo Qiong is just a housegirl, and she can't be ruthless to kill her. In this regard, compared to his past life, it is really too pediatric.

Slowly pour yourself a glass and watch the ice cubes crumble into slag little by little in the amber color, then drink it all in one gulp.

I poured myself another glass, looked at the mountains in the distance, and my mind was full of what happened in one day today. Sun Xiaoyou, Director Chen's family, Zhang Ai, Wang Aiyi, and two new women in the family, Zhen Yan and Yao Jing. Faintly, he had the illusion that something important was coming out of his way, but he couldn't do anything about it.

However, it is not so bad that it is all bad news.

originally thought that Wang Aiyi would tell Sun Xiaoyou immediately after seeing through herself, and she would return the things at the worst, but judging from the current situation, she neither told Sun Xiaoyou about herself, nor did she mean to return the porcelain, but ate it all by herself. In this way, the relationship between her and Luo Qiong is not as close as it appears.

At least not as intimate as she said.

But then again, in this world, except for the lack of heart, who will be sincere and completely unreciprocated to anyone.

That is, he has not yet reached the last step, he still has room to maneuver.

Didn't Wang Aiyi want to use him to sharpen Sun Xiaoyou, so let the two of them sharpen it well, and let this woman know what it means to be high and thick. He wanted her to see the reality and know how stupid she was.

Swallow a large handful of aspirin pills with the wine.

There is still a long way to go, he has to plan slowly, and now he has to rest for a while and accumulate physical strength. Then, he will tell those women who don't know the height of the sky that this world is still a man's world after all.

He is the only king.

……

Late at night, Luo Qiong sat by the swimming pool in the roof garden, looking at the rippling blue waves of the full pool in a daze.

Yao Jing fell asleep halfway through crying. Zhenyan, sleeping next door to her, maybe her screaming would make the girl rush into her room within ten seconds, but so far there was no need to do so. Even Huang Jianliang fell asleep after a few drinks.

Now, she is the only one left in the whole world, empty and alone.

The voice of the messenger came from behind him: "Why don't you call for help, the purpose of giving you a distress caller is so that you can call for help when you are in danger." Why don't you call for help? Could it be that Sun Xiaoyou's body was given something wrong, it's very funny. ”

With his head down, Luo Qiong didn't say a word. What can she say, what can she say.

Because she has been caught too tightly by her mother, Luo Qiong is the kind of person who will not take the initiative to contact the outside world no matter what, for her, if there is anything more terrifying in this world than death, it must be to take the initiative to contact outsiders. You know, she had a terrible mother who broke two of her ribs just by seeing her daughter walking down the same street as a strange man.

The messenger said that Huang Jianliang was Sun Xiaoyou's fiancé, her life and destiny, and she couldn't get away from him.

Mother said that women are used to sleep, you can't refuse your husband's urge to sleep with you, if you refuse, then he will go outside to sleep with the woman outside, and in the end you can only suffer. And you, after all, will become a woman like your mother.

Because your husband went outside to sleep with another woman, you can only live alone for the rest of your life.

Luo Qiong said, "Damn, you asked me to call you for help, at least I have to get the phone." After holding it for a long time, he promised: "You said it, he is Sun Xiaoyou's husband, and I can't leave Sun Xiaoyou's life." ”

Because of an unavoidable accident, she ran into such an anxious man head-on, and the other party was still her husband, Luo Qin could neither expose her true identity, nor destroy this marriage with a clear refusal. What else could she do. You must know that men are like children, and they can't stand rejection the most. Because she had to live with such a man, she had to learn how to deal with it herself, otherwise she would have to call the messenger to come and work every night? That's what it is.

With her head down like that, Luo Qiong didn't dare to look at the messenger at all, she was afraid of his eyes.

Now she is so embarrassed, so weak and incompetent, how dare she face such a pair of eyes.

Seeming to be a little angry, the messenger said loudly: "Even if he is your husband, don't forget that Sun Xiaoyou is a human being, and you Luo Qiong are also human beings, people have their own thinking preferences, even if it is a husband, you can say no to him." ”

Trembling, Luo Qiong said: "But my mother said ......"

The messenger's voice sounded even angrier, "Can you leave your mother alone?" What do you care about a woman who kills her own children all day long? Sooner or later, the woman will go to eighteen levels of hell. ”

Closing her eyes tightly and biting her lip, Luo Qiong didn't let herself cry. Don't bother with your mother, is it possible? You must know that the other party is all of her past life. In her entire life, whether she was forward or backward, or left and right, up and down, all her eyes could see was her mother's voice, everything her nose could smell was her mother's scent, and everything she could touch with her hands was her own mother. To deny her mother is to deny her Luo Qiong's own existence.

Even if death makes her completely conscious, the process of sheep to wolf can actually be completed in a while. What's more, Luo Qiong is not an ordinary sheep all the time, she is a sheep that was completely smashed by her mother, her limbs were cut off, and she was completely raised.

It took Luo Mu twenty-six years to distort her outlook on life little by little, how could she be corrected immediately after dying once.

She's not a spring, and it can be restored as soon as you release it.

was slandering her in the abdomen, and suddenly the descendants hugged her from behind, the man's body temperature, the man's breath, and the man's voice.

I was stunned for a second, and then I couldn't help it, tears flowed down my face, even if I bit my lip to control my emotions, but it didn't work at all. The next time, the next time I see this man, I hope that I have completely changed my appearance at that time, and I am no longer the current self. At that time, she will look him in the eye and speak.

And now, I don't have that qualification.

At this time, Luo Qiong suddenly understood a truth, in fact, what she had always feared was not violence itself, but that she didn't want to be alone. She was afraid that rejection would cost her everything she had, and she would become like her mother. In addition to gnawing at one's own body, what can counteract hunger, apart from squeezing the lives of one's own children, what else can fill the emptiness in one's heart. So terrible, so pathetic, Luo Qiong didn't want to become like her mother.

No, she just wanted to find her own place in this dark world.

Luo Qiong no longer wanted to walk alone in the dark.

……

It was about two o'clock in the night, the light in the study was on, Luo Qiong pinched his fingers and calculated, Huang Jianliang only slept for about 3 hours. He's such a workaholic, he doesn't even want to die.

Descending the spiral staircase, she stood behind him and continued to watch him work.

What Huang Jianliang did tonight was nothing more than an urgent need for the previous night's work, and the time limit given to him by Luo Qiong was three days, and today was the last day. She didn't care if he worked overtime all night, the young man had to pay for his ambitions.

At five o'clock in the morning, Mr. Huang read for about an hour as a break, during which time he added some new content to the board. Erase the names of Director Chan and some of his names, and add others.

Luo Qiong wrote down all the names, as well as the name of the new book.

Before the end of the night, Huang Jianhao had completed the first job Luo Qiong had arranged for him, but Luo Qiong had already written down everything before he submitted the whole thing. In the process of repeating these contents again and again, a three-dimensional map of Sun's major industries slowly rose in her heart, although this picture was so scribbled that it was unbelievable, maybe she would never have the opportunity to complete it in her life, but no matter what, Luo Qiong just wanted to do it.

Perhaps, she just didn't want her heart to be so empty anymore. She's got to stuff something in there.