Ji Qingsang was spilled coffee in the coffee shop, so he asked Luo Rou for leave early and went back.

As soon as she opened the door, she heard a voice in the house, "Mom, do you really have no money?" ”

"No, no, no, how many times do you want me to say it." Lin Jing repeated, with a hint of old age in her voice.

She was obviously just forty years old, but she was tortured by life.

Ji Qingsang walked in, and Lin Jing smiled at her, "Sangsang, you're back." ”

"Yes." Ji Qingsang responded, she could clearly see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the wrinkles on her face, and she suddenly felt a little sad.

Mei Juan is five or six years older than Lin Jing, but her perennial pampered life makes her take good care of her, and she looks much younger.

"Mom, did you give her the money?" Ran Xu pointed at Ji Qingsang and asked, his eyes full of haze. He is only one year younger than Ji Qingsang, but his eyes are not as bright as a young man should be.

Ji Qingsang couldn't understand why Ran Xu would look like this, just like she couldn't understand that there was no place worth remembering in this family, but Lin Jing always insisted on it.

"That's your sister, don't be so rude." Lin Jing said dissatisfiedly, and took Ran Xu's hand to prevent him from pointing at Ji Qingsang like this again.

"What kind of sister is she?" Ran Xu said disdainfully, and then he seemed to think of something, ran to Ji Qingsang's side, and said with a smile, "Sister, aren't you working now?" You should be rich, can you give some to your brother and me? ”

Looking at his flattering face, Ji Qingsang frowned slightly, "I don't have any money." ”

"How can you not have money." Ran Xu suddenly raised his voice, and his tone was sharp.

"Xiao Xu, how can you ask Sang Sang for money! She ......" Lin Jing asked with a frown, but before she could finish speaking, she was cut off.

"Isn't she Miss Ji? In the past eighteen years of life, I have saved some private money, and if she doesn't take it out, she looks down on us. Ran Xu interrupted Lin Jing's words and said sarcastically.

"I just don't have any money, and even if I had, I wouldn't give it to you." Ji Qingsang felt very tired, it was not enough to deal with Ji Ying outside, and she had to face Ran Xu's questioning when she went home.

"Ji Qingsang, you...... Wait for me. Ran Xu gave her a malicious look, then slammed the door and walked out.

"I'm sorry Sangsang, I have wronged you." Lin Jing's eyes began to turn red again, and Ji Qingsang was a little weak. She always looked bitter, and she seemed too weak to like it.

"You don't want to be weak all the time, why do you keep pampering them?" Ji Qingsang asked, his eyebrows glowing with a cold light.

"Sangsang, they are my husband and son, what can I do?" Lin Jing is a little woman who never thought that one day she would turn her back on her husband and son.

"But they're like moths, they're going to eat away at this family little by little." Ji Qingsang didn't bother to say anything, so he hurried into the room with just one sentence.

There is a tall locust tree outside her window, the sunlight is just through the branches and leaves scattered mottled light spots, at this time it has reached the end of the flower, the locust flowers that were originally full of branches have been a little ruined, but the courtyard is still wafting with that strong fragrance.

Ji Qingsang stood by the window, her quiet eyebrows and eyes looking too flat.

After leaving the Ji family, she no longer seems to be the little girl who only knows how to have fun.

Ji Qingsang still went to work in the coffee shop as usual, but her attitude towards Ji Hesheng was much more subtle, neither willing to be too close nor too rusty.

Although Ji Hesheng came to the coffee shop to see her twice in three days, he couldn't do anything about her.

That night, Ji Qingsang refused Ji Hesheng's request to send her home, and strolled alone on the empty street.

The street lamps on the street stretched her shadow, blending into this not boring long street, and a little breeze quietly dissipated the boredom in her heart little by little. She looked up and counted the falling yellow leaves, a faint smile on her lips.

The branches were still rustling, and her steps remained unhurried, until a few hurried steps broke the silence of the night.

"Is this Ran Xu's kid's sister? It's really good-looking. A few yellow-haired thugs suddenly quickened their pace and blocked her way.

"Who are you?" Ji Qingsang said vigilantly, and glanced at the silent street on the side with his spare eyes.

There are only a few lonely street lamps on this road, and there are few people on this road.

"Your brother sold you to us, let us go if you know each other." A long-haired gangster stepped forward and looked at Ji Qingsang with ill will. looks really beautiful, especially those who have watery eyes with sparkling hooks.

"Let's go? Where to go? I don't know you, you'd better get out of the way, or I'll call the police." Ji Qingsang was a little flustered, but on the surface, he still pretended to be very calm.

She opened her bag and took out her phone, and was about to make a call. As soon as the person on the side opened her hand, Ji Qingsang only heard a crisp cracking sound from the phone.

"Stinky, dare to call the police." The person who spoke earlier grabbed her by the hair, hatred in his eyes.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with her, why don't you arrest her first! Hehe......" The malicious laughter stung Ji Qingsang's eardrums, and she began to struggle violently.

"What are you doing? Let me go. She wept helplessly as she watched as the men dragged her into the alley.

There was the sound of her clothes breaking in the air, and she was pushed to the ground, and the front of her clothes was torn.

"Leave me alone, I beg you......" she slammed her lips, tears like a raging flood bursting the embankment and flooding.

The eighteen-year-old girl never thought that one day she would encounter such things, and she could never think of anything other than begging for mercy.

"Spare you? What about the money that Ran Xu owes us? Well, if you follow me, I won't send you to the night club, how about it? The man said as he crouched down and looked closely at her bare arms, whose skin was fair.

"No, don't, let me go......" She was grabbed by the arm, and could only resist weakly, "Brother, brother save me......"

"Hey, it's right to call my brother, how about going home with my brother?" Long Mao seemed to be impatiently dragging her to leave, but the person behind her grabbed her by the collar.

"Who?" Longhair turned his head and shouted angrily.

"What's it like a couple of big guys bullying a little girl?" A man in a casual suit spoke, his voice like quenched ice slag.

"If you dare to do a good thing, give it to me." Longhair commanded the two followers to step forward, and he was eager to try it in the back.

Qiao Yanxi wrenched his fingers, making a creaking sound, and then swept his long legs, knocking a person to the ground. In addition, as soon as he raised his hand, an uppercut hit directly into the person's head, and the person covered his head and was groggy.

Longhair saw that the two followers couldn't go on their own, and they were kicked in the stomach before they could get forward. He hugged the other two people and quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. "This lord spares his life......"

", don't let me see you again." Qiao Yanxi shouted, frightened the three of them and quickly fled.

When he turned around, he saw a small figure shrinking in the corner of the wall, and for some reason, a place in his heart instantly became soft.

He walked up to Ji Qingsang and said softly, "It's okay." ”