Chapter 47 050 Sorry! I can't!

Su Yuyao snorted and stared at her, "Didn't anyone teach you to be polite?" ”

"Be polite to hooligans, bastards, sorry, I can't do it!" Jiang Huai raised his hand and wiped his lips fiercely, as if he was contaminated with some bacteria.

Su Yuyao snorted: "Hypocrisy! ”

“……”

Jianghuai was thundered and scorched on the outside, what is the matter!

He moved his hands and feet and moved his mouth, and when he was satisfied, he said that he was hypocritical, and he was really cheap and obedient.

"I'm hypocritical to your uncle!"

Jiang Huai wanted to knock over the cup of medicine and smash something in his face, but he was a little cowardly and didn't dare, so he could only scold a few words to vent his hatred.

"Do you drink?" Su Yuyao looked at the bowl of medicine in his hand, and his impatience gradually became obvious, "If you don't drink it, I'll feed you like I did just now." ”

Jiang Huai was bitter in his heart, and his mouth was also bitter now, so he hurriedly said: "Drink!" Can't I drink it? ”

As he spoke, he snatched the glass from his hand, drank it in one gulp, put the cup on the bedside table, and then covered his mouth to prevent it from spitting out.

Su Yuyao looked at the empty cup with satisfaction and nodded, "This is good!" Rest well. ”

What the hell is the tone of "......" coaxing children?

Su Yuyao didn't stay, and when she saw that she finished drinking, she turned around and left, and stopped as soon as she walked to the door.

Jiang Huai looked at his generous back, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "Su Yuyao...... Thank you. ”

She knew that today's group of people were looking for her, and Su Yuyao just told her not to be afraid before saying that those people were looking for him, and she was looking for an opportunity to go out and take the trouble on herself.

And she...... But because he saw Song Cheng's brother being emotionally unstable, he sprinkled fire on him, and said that he was unreasonable, but in fact, she was too.

Calm down, she still feels sorry.

Su Yuyao turned his head and smiled softly, as if there was spring water in his eyes, melting all the frost.

"You're welcome." He blinked ambiguously, "You know how to make me happy." ”

“…… I don't want to know! ”

This person really can't stand the praise.

Su Yuyao smiled, didn't care, and came to the door, leaving the space to Jianghuai.

Jiang Huai was lying on the bed, his brain was empty, thinking about Song Cheng, thinking about his mother, and slowly closed his eyes.

……

In the summer when she was 18 years old and just received her college acceptance letter, a series of changes occurred in her family, which also hit her hard.

Heaven always likes to joke, but what should be a happy day came the bad news of his father's death, he was in a car accident on the way to negotiate a contract on a business trip, and the car was destroyed and killed.

What made her even more chilling was that her father was still cold, but her mother was packing her bags to remarry, which was undoubtedly a fatal blow to her, although she knew that their relationship between husband and wife had always been incompatible, but she never expected it to be so far.

Parents were ordered to get married, and there was no affection for them. She knew that her mother hated her father because he broke up Uncle Zheng, who her mother grew up with her childhood sweetheart.

Mom said that she didn't want a penny from the Jiang family.

Mom said, "Are you going to stay here with me?"

Jiang Huai cried and begged, tugging at the hem of his mother's clothes and choked up: "Mom, can't you wait?" Wait for Dad to be buried, okay? ”

Qingli's little face was covered with tears, and she looked pitiful, which made people feel distressed and pityful.

But her kneeling and begging did not save her mother who was leaving.

She also understands that she is a thorn in her mother's heart, and when she pulls it out, she will not stop bleeding, and if she doesn't pull it out, it will always bring her pain, and remind her all the time that she still has a daughter who drags oil bottles.