Chapter 19: Fight to Fame
"Miss Shanda, don't say that, I grew up in this compound since I was a child, am I a childhood sweetheart with anyone?"
"So how is it the same? Brother Zijin is your fiancé. ”
"Miss Sheng is not mistaken, the one who has a marriage contract with the eldest son of the Song family is the daughter of the Sheng family."
"Sister~ I shouldn't go back to Sheng's house......" Sheng Xinglian looked like she was going to cry or not.
"Gotta ~ Who is your sister? Dad Sheng has already published in the newspaper to cut off all relations with me, so don't get close to me anymore. ”
Gu Jiaojiao didn't want to deal with this white lotus at all, and she was attracting everyone's attention all the time.
"Gu Jiaojiao, how can you, a white-eyed wolf, talk to Miss Sheng like this?" Song Zijin's followers were upset for Sheng Xinglian.
Gu Jiaojiao looked at the young man who spoke, this person usually has a big opinion on the original body.
didn't face the original body, that was also for the sake of being Song Zijin's fiancée.
He relied on his good academic performance, usually very high, looked down on people, and his eyes were slanted when he looked at people.
Especially when you look at people of the same age who don't like to study, your nostrils can be scared.
Now that he knows that Gu Jiaojiao is not his boss's fiancée, he doesn't want to be scared.
The original body was particularly tolerant of the doglegs around Song Zijin.
Gu Jiaojiao was not the original, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Then what do you say I should say?" ”
Seeing that Gu Jiaojiao was not as polite as before, he questioned angrily.
"You have been blessed in the Sheng family for eighteen years, don't you know gratitude at all?"
"How can I be grateful? Kneeling down every day to thank you? Could it be that Sheng Xinglian grew up drinking the northwest wind for eighteen years?
Everyone has eyes to see that Sheng Xinglian is knowledgeable and courteous, and she is as beautiful as a flower, no matter how she looks at it, she doesn't look like a child who grew up being abused, right?
Who is not the treasure of the family, who was nurtured and raised by their parents?
She hasn't told me since she returned to the Sheng family until now, where is the Gu family?
She's not a white-eyed wolf as an insider? Why did I, a reluctant person, become a white-eyed wolf? ”
Gu Jiaojiao asked with a smile, her smile was particularly infectious, like a sunflower blooming under the sun, dazzling everyone's eyes.
After a period of silence, everyone's balance was tilted towards Gu Jiaojiao's side, and some people even whispered gossip.
"Yes, the daughter of the Sheng family is not like a rural person at all, and she is also a pampered person in the Gu family."
"She has returned to the Sheng family, why didn't anyone come to take Gu Jiaojiao home?"
"Didn't she tell the Gu family that Gu Jiaojiao was the wrong daughter of the Gu family?"
There is no shortage of conspiracy theorists anywhere, and everyone has thought of anything after being reminded of this remark.
Song Zijin himself didn't know why, as long as he saw Lian'er, he hated Gu Jiaojiao very much, how unpleasant he looked.
Seeing that Sheng Xinglian was dumbfounded by Gu Jiaojiao, he blurted out accusations in anger.
"Jiaojiao, you have to understand that I used to be good to you because of the friendship between the Song family and the Sheng family, you quickly apologize to Lian'er."
"Who are you? Why should I listen to you? What could I be wrong? What kind of humility is the Tao? ”
Gu Jiaojiao raised her eyes again to look like a beautiful man, and asked with a blank expression, where was there still a trace of admiration in her eyes.
"You... You... It's just unreasonable. "Song Zijin is angry.
"If you can't be reasonable, don't pay attention, my husband and I are walking well on the road, am I begging you to speak?"
Gu Jiaojiao complained silently in her heart, what can be the difference between a beautiful man's head, the structure and composition are the same, and it is unbearable as soon as she opens her mouth.
She pushed the wheelchair and walked away without looking back, her back was very straight, and she was a little arrogant.
Sunset stretched her shadow very long and looked a little cute, and Song Zijin looked at Gu Jiaojiao's back in a daze.
Sheng Xinglian's eyes were red, and the green tendons on her neck were jumping like earthworms.
Gu Jiaojiao has become smart since she got married, and she can no longer ask for benefits in front of her.
Sheng Xinglian glared at Gu Jiaojiao's back fiercely, hating the hideous eyes, which made Song Zijin a little stunned.
He wiped some of his eyes, and then looked at Sheng Xinglian again, with a delicate appearance that I saw pity.
Song Zijin felt that he was thinking too much, Lian'er was so kind, how could she have hated and hideous eyes.
"Lian'er, Gu Jiaojiao is crazy, let's ignore her, let's go, let's go home for dinner."
"I don't want to go with you, you're my sister's fiancé, I... I..."
Sheng Xinglian said shyly, just like usual, waiting for Song Zijin to coax her, but Song Zijin stood there motionless.
Father Sheng was riding his beloved two-wheeled bicycle, and he heard Gu Jiaojiao's crisp voice like a yellow warbler from afar.
She spoke clearly, speaking words that were questions they hadn't thought about.
That's right, his wife feels sorry for herself at home every day, and she has given her eighteen years of maternal love to Jiaojiao.
None of them thought that the Gu family also gave all their love to their family Lian'er.
Although Lian'er had a hard time, she was much better than ordinary rural people, and she was also taught high school, which made her spoiled.
The Gu family has not seen anyone come for a long time, and Sheng's father has only recently investigated that the eldest son of the Gu family was injured and returned home.
The second son got into a fight with someone because of gossip and was invited by the local public security to educate, and Gu's mother fell ill in a hurry.
The old man of the Gu family has been in poor health for many years, and now he is even more bedridden.
And when his family Lian'er returned to the Sheng family, the Gu family was in dire straits, but Lian'er didn't say a word.
This is the real white-eyed wolf, Sheng's father glanced at his daughter and called home for dinner.
Sheng Xinglian was indifferently looked at by her father, and suddenly her whole body was wooden.
The scalp is numb, and the back is like a snake lying on its stomach, like a mang's back, shuddering.
had to keep up with her father's footsteps, and looked back at Song Zijin step by step.
But Song Zijin stared at Gu Jiaojiao's back, not knowing what he was thinking.
The setting sun became sparse through the dense sycamore leaves, shining on his face like a grid, dense with light and shadow, and it seemed a little deep.
And Song Zijin was thinking, Gu Jiaojiao was still the incomparably beautiful Gu Jiaojiao.
He used to be kind to her, and there were many fond memories between them.
But as long as he saw Lian'er, he pitied Lian'er very much and hated Gu Jiaojiao.
Su Shuoci knew that there was someone staring at them behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Song Zijin's "stupid gaze".
He glared at him fiercely, and there was an awe-inspiring and inviolable sense of coercion in those eyes.
Song Zijin was so frightened that he turned around and left, Su Shuoqi was happy in his heart, no matter how stupid you are, the fairy daughter-in-law is already Lao Tzu.
"Jiaojiao, Song Zijin just told Sheng Xinglian that you are crazy, which is unreasonable."
"You mean, I should go back and beat him up?" Gu Jiaojiao said teasingly.
"Hehe, it's better to wait until I'm better to fight, don't hurt yourself with your fine skin and tender meat."
Gu Jiaojiao and Su Shuoci walked back with a smile and a smile, and everyone passing by was envious.
What if you are crippled?
People have pensions and can afford to raise sick seedlings.
Gu Jiaojiao became famous in a fight, and the people in the compound no longer dared to despise her, let alone say that she was a white-eyed wolf.