Qiao Lingxi's face was full of questions: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Qiao Lingzhi: "Do you know that you are so ugly now?" ”

Qiao Lingxi said disdainfully: "If I'm ugly, you're no better, don't forget, we both look the same." ”

"You ......" Qiao Lingzhi was so choked that he didn't know what to say.

She slowed down and said, "I mean, in your current state, do you know what you're eating?" ”

Qiao Lingxi: "You know, I was born for my dreams and lived for my dreams. Is there anything wrong with doing what you want to do and loving the people you love? ”

Hearing this, Qiao Lingzhi was so angry that he covered his heart and leaned over to make a vomiting motion.

Seeing this, Qiao Lingxi hurriedly asked, "Beauty, are you pregnant?" ”

Qiao Lingzhi: "Don't interrupt, I'm disgusted by you, do you want to see your current state, if you keep going your own way, what will your life be like in the future?" ”

Qiao Lingxi couldn't help but say, "Life in the future? ”

"Yes!" As he spoke, Qiao Lingzhi stretched out his hand and swiped lightly in mid-air, and a looming large screen suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the screen screen was Qiao Lingxi's scene three years later.

In the picture, in a small rental house, Qiao Lingxi sits on a small stool with a baby in her arms.

The baby kept crying, and she coaxed the baby with an anxious face.

At this time, she no longer looks young and beautiful, and her vegetable-colored face is a little haggard.

"Xianglin, the milk powder is ready, why is it so slow!"

"Alright, alright." Kong Xianglin ran over with the bottle in a panic.

Qiao Lingxi reached out and took the bottle, pursed it to her lips, and said hurriedly: "It's so hot, how can you drink it, why are you so stupid, you can't do this little thing well, I'll be angry." ”

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As soon as the picture turned, another two years passed.

In the living room, Kong Xianglin and his son Xiaobao sat at the dining table, waiting for the meal to start.

Xiaobao took the spoon and knocked the bowl loudly, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Mom, I'm hungry, hungry, hungry......"

Hearing his son's urging voice, Qiao Lingxi, who was busy in the kitchen, became even more hurried.

Reaching out to lift the lid of the pot to see if the rice was cooked, she accidentally burned her hand, and her expression was distorted in pain, and she inhaled slightly. As soon as she lifted her foot, she accidentally kicked over the vegetable washing basin on the ground and splashed her with water.

In the end, the meal was ready to be served, Xiaobao looked at the food on the table, with a sullen face, and his small mouth pouted, this one didn't eat, that one didn't eat, she was so angry that she caught Xiaobao and beat her, Kong Xianglin hurriedly held Xiaobao in his arms, and quarreled with her with his teeth and eyes.

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As soon as the picture turned, it was Qiao Lingxi sending Xiaobao to kindergarten.

She rode a bicycle to take Xiaobao to the entrance of the kindergarten, and after Xiaobao got off the car, she was about to go inside. At this moment, a red BMW drove over and slowly stopped beside them.

The door opened, and a fashionably dressed woman got out of the car, and at the same time, a fat boy got out of the car.

The fat boy looked at Xiaobao and sneered: "This is my family's sweaty BMW, what kind of broken car are you?" ”

The fashionable woman directly regarded the two of them as transparent, took the fat boy's hand, and said, "Hurry up, let's go, who are they, you also say hello." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Lingxi only felt the fire in her heart rising up.

What's more, Xiaobao looked at other people's luxury cars, and then looked at his own broken bicycles, with a look of silence and stupidity, Qiao Lingxi only felt extremely bitter......