"Other people's men, hum!" Yang Yifeng sneered. He didn't want to say anything. Just like before, in front of Qingyou, he was just a silent listener. If he didn't break out in silence, he would perish in silence, then he chose
Death, he didn’t want to accompany this lunatic to continue his madness. He picked up Xiaobu, then stepped forward in front of Qingyou, waved his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, and just said lightly, "The door is over there, don't let me go!"
"Yifeng, you... have changed!" Qingyou's voice began to tremble slightly, "When did you follow Zhou Han's example and change your love, and hide your beauty in the golden house?!"
Xiao Bu behind Yang Yifeng covered his burning face and explained with tears, "Sister Qingyou, I have no place to go. It was Brother Yifeng who took me in. He took me in because of you..."
"Xiaobu," Yang Yifeng interrupted her and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, "You have no right to speak here!" Then he said to Qingyou, "I have no other feelings, nor do I have a hidden love in the house.
Jiao, you are the one who has changed..." His tone was still cold, Xia Qingyou, what qualifications do you have to question me?!
Qingyou is also an arrogant person. For the sake of Yang Yifeng's words, she couldn't bear to stay here. Seeing that Yang Yifeng, the only one who loved her, was gradually moving away, she couldn't help but become afraid and her tone became softer.
Feng, I’m leaving…”
"Please!"
"I'm really leaving..."
"No!"
Qingyou turned around and left with heavy steps. Xiaobu wanted to hold her, but Yang Yifeng held her tightly in his arms.
Yang Yifeng asked Xiao Bu to sit on the sofa and brought a towel and ice cubes to apply ice on her. Seeing Xiao Bu's palm-sized face swollen like this, he felt distressed in his heart. But Xiao Bu kept gritting his teeth and didn't scream.
A sound of pain.
"Brother Yifeng, Sister Qingyou seems to have misunderstood. Don't worry, I will definitely explain to her. You only took me in so that you can accompany her in the future..."
Yang Yifeng was startled. He just thought about it in his heart and didn't tell Xiao Bu, but Xiao Bu knew that he felt a little self-conscious, "Who said that? I just need a nanny. If you don't want to, you can leave. I
I won’t force you!”
"I am willing, not to mention being a nanny, I am also willing to be a cow or a horse!" Xiaobu swore that in her heart, she was Yang Yifeng's person, not his woman but his slave, and Yang Yifeng was also
Her only support.
Yang Yifeng gently covered her face with a towel and suddenly smiled, "Xiao Bu, you must be lacking in father's love..." He was moved by her innocence.
"Father's love? What is father's love...I don't know!" Xiaobu said disdainfully, and her eyes that were full of energy just now suddenly turned gray. It was obvious that she had no desire for this so-called father's love at all, and even
Repulsive.
Yang Yifeng suddenly remembered what she said before - "I have no parents, they are all dead!" So, father's love does not mean much to Xiao Bu. He felt a little regretful for mentioning Xiao Bu's pain!
Seeing that he didn't ask, Xiaobu said it first, "When Xiaozhi and I were very young, our parents died..." Xiaobu opened her innocent eyes wide. For her, she had no idea about Yang Yifeng.
What needs to be concealed? "My dad loves to drink, gamble, and take drugs. He either asks for money or beats us when he comes home. My mother is unbalanced and takes drugs herself. She even brings men home... and then they all die!"
Although Xiao Bu only said a few key points, Yang Yifeng could imagine how her and her brother's childhood went. No wonder Xiao Bu didn't have any emotion when he said that his parents were dead. He impulsively hugged the child in front of him.
In his arms, "Xiao Bu, don't think about the past in the future. You can live peacefully with Brother Yifeng for now. Brother Yifeng will arrange for you to go to a foreign school. When school starts, he will send you to..."
Xiaobu pushed him away, and the tears that had just stopped flowing started to flow again, "I won't go!" I can't bear to leave you...
Yang Yifeng gently stroked her little head, "What can a child do if he doesn't go to school? Do you plan to be a nanny for the rest of his life? When I get married, I don't want you to disturb us!" Well, this is the truth, in his heart
That's what he thinks, since the person he marries in the future is not Qingyou, there is no use keeping Xiaobu around.
Xiao Bu was speechless, she only felt pain in her heart, and she didn't understand why.
"Take it yourself!" Yang Yifeng handed the towel to Xiaobu, "I'm going to take a shower~"
"oh…"
Qingyou left Yang Yifeng's apartment and did not go back to Zhou's house. Instead, she wandered on the street. There was no place for her in the world. The cool night breeze made her feel extra awake, and her previous sanity gradually returned.
Zhou Han loved her as she was once innocent, and Yang Yifeng loved her as she had always been sensible, but reality ruthlessly deprived her of her innocence and sensibleness. The more she cared about things, the more they gradually moved away from her. She would never forget that day when Zhou Han loved her.
Han's hatred towards her will never forget Yang Yifeng's desperate expression today. All of this was caused by herself...
At the corner, a car was approaching quickly. When the driver saw Qingyou who looked like a wandering spirit, he quickly stepped on the brakes and said, "Master, I'm sorry, there's someone in front of me!"
The old Jiang Hua had no expression on his face, took out a wad of banknotes from his handbag, and said coldly, "Go down and have a look, give me some money to drive away, I'm in a hurry!"
"Yes, yes!" The driver was so frightened that his legs were weak. He took the money and quickly opened the door and got out of the car.
Qingyou was so frightened that she fell to the ground. The sudden vehicle made her unable to react. The driver walked to the car and said, "Miss, are you okay?"
She shook her head and stood up slowly. The driver handed over a stack of warm banknotes, "This is the compensation my master gives you, take it!"
Qingyou took the money forced by the driver, which was a great humiliation for her, who was so arrogant. She looked up at the car and looked through the windshield, seeing a wrinkled face.
A scary old face appeared in front of her - Jiang Hua.
Jiang Hua, who was sitting in the car, seemed to feel the hostility of the woman in front of him. He just thought she looked familiar and did not recognize who she was.
Xia Qingyou held the money tightly and walked slowly to the back seat, her whole body filled with murderous aura that had been gathering for a long time. Jiang Hua rolled down the window consciously. He had always been very active in provoking others.
"Jiang Hua, I'm Xia Qingyou!" Qingyou said her name directly.
Jiang Hua looked like that, and then said disapprovingly, "Miss Qingyou, do you like the gift from five years ago? I see that you have changed a lot, and you are becoming more and more sexy and charming. It seems that the gift has made a big difference."
It's working, do you want to give you a bigger one?" No one can say shameless words better than him.
Qingyou didn't fall into the trap, and these humiliations were not worth mentioning to her. She smiled calmly, "Oh, I am Xia Qingyou, I am Xia Qingrou's daughter, the daughter she gave birth to thirty years ago!"
At this time, Jiang Hua was finally shocked. His old bark-like hands opened the car door mechanically, and he got out of the back seat with a trembling body. The clever driver immediately stepped forward to help him. Jiang Hua's whole body tilted towards the driver, and he stretched out his trembling right hand to question
Qingyou, "What...what did you say? Whose daughter are you...?"
Qingyou gritted her teeth and repeated, "Xia Tian Rou!"