Ji Qinghe was pampered by Ji's father and grew up, and her temperament was naturally arrogant, but her arrogance was completely given to the Ji family.

Since meeting Song Sichen, Ji Qinghe has changed, becoming humble, cowardly, flattering, and cautious.

Liang Fenghua thought more than once that if this dead girl could be tough on Song Sichen, she would definitely not suffer such a big loss.

It's a pity......

"Ji Qinghe!" Liang Fenghua shouted angrily behind her, "What else will you do besides being in the nest!" Have the ability to go to Song Sichen to go to Heng! ”

"If you weren't in front of him, would he go out and find a woman? After all, it's not that you don't have the ability! If she hadn't really suffered from a stomachache, she would have wondered if this daughter was her own!

Her Liang Fenghua's pungent temperament has really not been inherited at all.

Ji Qinghe paused, and then left without looking back.

Liang Fenghua is right, she will only be in the nest in her life.

As long as he stood in front of Song Sichen, he completely changed, and whatever Song Sichen said was what he was.

Everything she has is for Song Sichen to live, and her belief in life is to be able to be by Song Sichen's side, be a good wife, and make him happy.

Over the years, in addition to swallowing her anger, she has also learned to keep her voice down.

You see, this is the sad thing about a woman who gets a copy of her love that doesn't belong to her at all.

The brilliant neon illuminated the whole city, but it could not illuminate Ji Qing and his cold heart.

Behind her there was a sharp and screeching car horn, and she turned away.

It's Liang Fenghua.

The car stopped beside her, and Liang Fenghua said angrily: "Get in the car!" ”

His face was still pale, obviously angry by Ji Qinghe's words.

I don't know why, Ji Qinghe looked at his mother sitting in the sports car and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Seeing that Ji Qinghe was standing still, Liang Fenghua glared at her and urged: "Deaf!" You can't hear me when I tell you to get in the car, do you? ”

Everyone knows that Liang Fenghua is a powerful character, if he wasn't powerful, he wouldn't have married his brother-in-law in the second year after his sister's death, and became the rightful Mrs. Ji, and was also pampered by Ji Rusheng as a palm treasure.

With such a means, looking at the entire North City, it is absolutely impossible to pick out the second one.

However, Liang Fenghua treats people and things, is extremely gentle and kind, has never blushed with anyone, and will make the other party admire from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone who has seen it will invariably sigh: This woman is not simple!

Gradually, Liang Fenghua married his brother-in-law to fill the house, and the matter was downplayed by people.

is such a person, but he is inherently at odds with his daughter, and the mother and daughter will quarrel within three sentences.

This is something that even Ji Rusheng can't understand.

"Your car is valuable, I don't dare to sit on it, what if you dislike me halfway and leave me alone on the road?" Ji Qinghe sneered.

"Ji Qinghe! Don't kick my nose in the face! Liang Fenghua's willow eyebrows were upside down.

I still think about the last time I provoked her, and she was still halfway there!

"Face?" Ji Qinghe meant something, and asked with a smile, "Did you give it to me?" ”

In a word, a complete ignition.

At this time, Liang Fenghua was completely angry.

"Good! Very good! She was so angry that she said a few good words with a good face, and then stepped on the accelerator on the sole of her foot, and the royal red sports car was like lightning, and it was gone.

Ji Qinghe looked at the direction of Liang Fenghua's departure, biting his lips, his eyes flashing slightly, and all kinds of emotions were crossed.

It was late at night and there were few pedestrians on the streets.

Ji Qinghe walked aimlessly on the plank road by the moat, and the flickering neon lights hit her delicate and cold face, giving birth to a lonely decadence, which was extremely charming.

Ji Qinghe's beauty is undoubted, from childhood to adulthood, the most important thing she lacks is the envious eyes of others and the words of praise that are full of praise, she used to be arrogant, like an elegant and noble white swan, high on top.

Some people are envious, and some people are jealous.

They all said that her eyes were above the top, and she was so proud that she couldn't be beaten, until she met Song Sichen, the man who made her humble to the bone.

Ji Qinghe blinked vigorously, and the corners of his lips overflowed with bitterness.

"If you regret it now, it's too late."

A warm voice sounded behind him.

Ji Qinghe was shocked in his heart, and turned around, unable to hide his surprise.

It's Ji Chunxian.

"Brother." Ji Qinghe opened his mouth, "Why are you here?" ”

"Pick you up, of course." Ji Chunxian sighed, his cold expression mixed with a hint of worry.

Ji Qinghe pursed his lips, "Did she call you to pick me up?" ”

"Qingqing," Ji Chunxian frowned, "She's your mother." ”

"The entire Ji family, you are the closest to Aunt Feng. You are her own daughter, she has no reason to hurt you, in my opinion, she loves you more than her father, but she is just a knife mouth and tofu heart. Ji Chunxian persuaded with good words.

Ji Qinghe opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but when he touched Ji Chunxian's slightly condensed gaze, he pursed his lips and was silent.

Ji Chunxian is the son of Liang Fenghua's sister, who was originally his aunt, but in a blink of an eye, she became her stepmother, and gave birth to a half-sister.

The strange thing is that Ji Chunxian not only has no resentment towards Liang Fenghua's mother and daughter, but also respects and considerate, especially Ji Qinghe, who is his sister, and cares for him.

Although the difference between the two is only five years old, Ji Qinghe was brought up by Ji Chunxian.

From Ji Qinghe's elementary school to middle school to university, including her dressing and eating, all of them were arranged by Ji Chunxian, no matter how big or small.

For this reason, Ji Rusheng was jealous of his son, feeling that he was doing too well as an elder brother, and he stole the limelight from him as a father.

Only Ji Qing and this dead-eyed person would rather say that they would break off with the Ji family for the sake of Song Sichen.

"Qingqing, let's go back and live tonight." Ji Chunxian sighed softly.

Since Ji Qinghe insisted on marrying Song Sichen, he has never gone home to live.

It's just to go home, don't stay long, say a few words and leave.

Ji Qinghe raised his eyes, glanced at his brother, looked over him and landed on the lake not far away, half loud, and said, "No." ”

The matter between her and Song Sichen is not over yet, and she must not just go back to her parents' house with Ji Chunxian.

When Ji Chunxian heard this, he was a little helpless, and more powerless.

Ji Qinghe seems to be gentle and well-behaved, but in fact he is too stubborn, and can even be said to be paranoid.

"In that case, I'll send you back first. It's just that you have to remember that no matter what time it is, the Ji family is your backer. ”

Sure enough, there were tears in Ji Qinghe's eyes.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in her heart, choked up and said, "Brother, don't worry, I am measured." ”