Chapter 761: Clean up Portal 9

It wasn't until the low-key sports car drove away that Qiao Wheat quietly stepped out of the flowers and trees.

Far away, she also saw the plain white—it was Bingbing's style, and she was the only woman she had ever seen who could truly wear white as a non-cannibalistic thing. is also because of her amazing beauty, even if it is Qiao Mai's girlhood, she used to be secretly jealous of her.

It's just that why are women in such a hurry?

The women desperately scolded and cursed the adulteress who had been pampered by men, but at the first opportunity, no one was not eager to try.

When Qiao Mai saw her, he hid from afar, neither wanting to stimulate her, let alone meeting her, and as for such a thing as hatred, she didn't even have to think about it.

She only understands - Bingbing hates herself to the core!!

Just like Jiang and his entourage, even if he doesn't hate himself, at least, he already has contempt.

She secretly smiled bitterly, thinking that how could she win the hatred of others, which was not easy.

Quietly, she became the worst woman in the world - a complete deception to Xiaodong, a complete betrayal of Jiang and his party, and a dove occupying a magpie's nest to Bingbing.

Villain, that's how it was formed??

She is just a person walking through this huge fairy tale world, like a lost person, listening to the sound of the wind, the sound of flowers, the sound of green grass - if this is the greatest material pleasure of a lifetime, then, indeed, enough.

Relying on the woman's own efforts, an LV, a quirky skirt, and a piece of jewelry...... It can still be done, but to have such a home, let alone this life, even the next life is impossible.

Just like her Qiao Wheat, so hard, almost nine years, almost never rested, behind her is like an invisible leather whip chasing, spurring, not daring to relax at all. However, what is the ending of such hard work? The family is gone, the love is gone, the career is gone, and now, just like a wasted person, he is standing here alone.

Stop-and-go is like watching the scenery along the way. Gradually, the sun has begun to shift, the afternoon sun is warm, and spring flowers are blooming, the best season of the year.

She was tired of walking and sat on a long chaise longue. The sun warmed the wooden chaise longue, and she leaned back, slowly falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly opened my eyes.

There was a man standing opposite, and I don't know how long he had been standing here.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

How long have we not seen each other? a month, two months, or three months?

She didn't know, but she was slightly confused: the sunny man who used to be so plump and handsome in the past had a slight sense of gloom on his face, just like the simple suitcase he was carrying. It was the prelude to a long journey, the beginning of a parting.

It's just that his eyes are burning and burning strongly, full of a kind of madness before despair, and the outstretched arm suddenly wants to be so unscrupulous, just like how he embraced sincerely.

However, his arms were retracted and tucked firmly behind him.

From this moment on, the woman opposite is actually her sister-in-law!

Sister-in-law!

The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother!

"Wheat ......"

She looked up and listened intently.

"Wheat, are you okay?"