"There is a reason for your recent despair. No wonder Tongtong is almost scared to death by you." Ye Mengsong laughed. "It's not that we can't get close, but you have to give each other a fair chance. This man you are talking about
Very good, maybe you can see Bo Tao's different qualities in him. I'm afraid you'll hang yourself on a tree and never appreciate the goodness of other men again."
"Really? Can I? He is really a good man, so good that I feel like I am always looking for the shadow of Bo Tao in him!"
"Hey, Qin Jiaren, can you be a bit promising? Look at how you have been tortured by yourself? How long has it been since you smiled? The dead are dead, and the living have to continue their lives. A man
I will make you worse than death; if you want to continue like this, and you think this is really what you want, ask your heart, Bo Tao is not everything to you, and his family members who treat you like a scourge, if not for that
After an accident, are you sure that you can really get together? All this is unknown. Why don't the beautiful woman look forward, get out of the past, and meet the next man. Don't be full of guilt about the past. To be honest, you do this
Sisters look really distressed!" Ye Meng said angrily, looking at Qin Jiaren's increasingly red eye circles, her voice was choked with sobs unknowingly.
What Ye Meng said hit her heart, and she cried in grievance, crying like a child. It was she who kept holding on to it, and she imprisoned herself!
Qin Jiaren walked out of the elevator and saw the door to her home wide open. Her belongings and clothes were piled in a mess at the door. A woman's shrill voice came from the room: "Move all of this out. Don't leave any of it behind. By the way, there are also
Throw that bed out too."
Qin Jiaren looked at the movers coming in and out. The workers were struggling to move the waterfowl bed that she and Bo Tao had taken a fancy to. The large headboard of the bed bumped into the antique shelf at the door. The photo of her and Bo Tao was shaky.
She hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but unfortunately she was a step too late and the frame shattered on the ground.
Qin Jiaren clenched her fists: "Who are you? Who allowed you to touch my things?"
The workers looked at each other and said: "It's the owner of this house! He let us in with the key!"
At this time, a woman walked out of the room. She was gorgeously dressed and had exquisite makeup. However, there was a hint of anger between her eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel distant. The woman looked Qin Jiaren up and down, and snorted contemptuously: "
I asked them to move! I am Bo Tao’s eldest sister, Bolin!”
Qin Jiaren was stunned, her hands trembled unconsciously, and the fear deep in her memory spread. She had met Bo Yun, the second child of the Qin family, who was known for his shrewdness. The last time they met was not pleasant, and they met by chance in a western restaurant.
, Bo Yun's merciless cynicism. Although she had seen the scene, she had never been treated like this before. It could even be said to be humiliating. She was still a family member of her beloved boyfriend. All she could do was remain silent. Her embarrassment and grievance
, enough for her to remember in her lifetime!
"Ms. Bo, what should I do with this ceramic vase?" one of the workers asked, holding the vase.
Bolin didn't even look at the vase, she stared straight at Qin Jiaren and said coldly: "Throw it away, don't take it all!"
Qin Jiaren was anxious: "No, don't throw it away!" This was the first time she and Bo Tao made pottery vase, and she kept it.
Bolin pulled off her hand and said firmly: "Throw it away if I say it. I have the final say here. And you move out of here immediately. I don't care what Bo Tao's will gave you. In short, you don't have anything."
No, because you are not qualified."
Qin Jiaren bit her lower lip, and the grievances that overflowed from it were about to overwhelm her. She and Bo Tao bought this house together. She paid for the down payment with her private house money, but Bo Tao only paid the mortgage for more than a year before letting go.
Renhuan, all the subsequent money for this house was paid for by herself. Now the Bo family thinks it is Bo Tao's inheritance. She is mute and eats Coptis chinensis - which is difficult to say, because the name of the head of the household is Bo Tao!
Qin Jiaren’s weak defense: This house, this house belongs to me.
The elevator door opened, and two people walked out. The woman in front was about fifty years old, and she was dressed in jewels. When she saw Qin Jiaren's face, her expression suddenly changed. Qin Jiaren shook her shoulders in fear. She was really afraid of what might happen, and timidly just said
He shouted: "Auntie•amp;#8226;amp;#8226;amp;#8226;amp;#8226;"
Mrs. Bo looked at Qin Jiaren with sharp eyes and said bitterly: "What are you doing here? You, a vixen, seduced my son and wanted to occupy his property quietly. I told you to look at it at the beginning.
We, Bo Tao, have a good family background and have been clinging to him all day long. Now that he is gone, if you want to take anything from him, there is no way! Get out of here, get out of here right away, I don’t want to see you, the broom star!"
Bo Yun also sarcastically said: "I have never seen such a shameless person like you. You have been living in this house without saying a word for two years. We don't charge rent for Bo Tao's sake. We
This is the ultimate act of benevolence, Miss Qin, if you know what you are doing, clean yourself up and leave immediately. You are not allowed to touch anything here. If we use a broom to chase someone away, we will not be the ones to be embarrassed!
Qin Jiaren couldn't resist the repeated attacks. Due to her tutor, she couldn't make any excessive counterattack. Tears welled up in her eyes: "Okay, I'll leave, but I want to take away what belongs to me!"
Mrs. Bo rushed over and slapped Qin Jiaren. Qin Jiaren did not dodge, and the slap slapped her face sharply. The clear fingerprints on her fair face were particularly eye-catching. Mrs. Bo
Tai pointed at Qin Jiaren with a trembling hand, and said with deep sorrow: "Whatever is yours, nothing here is yours. Bo Tao has known you so hard that he let me, a white-haired person, give it to a black-haired person. Our Bo family will
He is such a son, he has a great future, all regrets are in your hands, you executioner, you are a murderer, give me my son, give me my son.
•••”
Old Mrs. Bo turned all her anger on Qin Jiaren. The two Bo sisters pulled the old lady and tried to comfort her. Qin Jiaren's head was buzzing. These were his family members, the relatives of the person she loved.
It broke her heart. If the house could make up for her guilt, she wouldn't mind letting them all go. The one she loved was gone, and she didn't want even the last good thing to be wiped out by his relatives.
So she really doesn't mind!
Qin Jiaren picked up the pottery vase on the table, faced the Bo family woman, and said word by word: "I will give you the house, and I will not owe you anything in the future."
Qin Jiaren turned around and wanted to leave. Bo Yun stretched out a foot maliciously. Qin Jiaren was tripped immediately and the pottery vase fell to the ground. When she fell, Qin Jiaren wanted to protect the vase, her body tilted and her forehead
It hit the edge of the door frame with a bang, and the inertia continued to rush down. Qin Jiaren pressed her hands on the fragments, and the pain was heartbreaking.
Bolin looked at her coldly and muttered: "Why are you pretending to be dead?"
Qin Jiaren turned her head suddenly and stared at Bolin. The bright red blood spread on Qin Jiaren's palm, which was so dazzling that Bolin was startled and stopped talking.
When the elevator door opened again, Cheng Jun and Cheng Xiao walked out of the elevator one after another. Cheng Xiao didn't know what he was saying. Cheng Jun smiled. When they looked up, they saw Qin Jiaren lying on the ground with blood on her hands, stunned.
He looked at the debris all over the ground.
Cheng Jun hurriedly helped Qin Jiaren up and asked eagerly: "Are there any injuries?"
Qin Jiaren's eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't stop them from flowing down: "No more, nothing left?" Her helplessly spread hands were trembling slightly, and the emotions she had tried to suppress slowly leaked out. She was really helpless.
Help, I really want to cry!
Cheng Xiao saw her being bullied and felt angry: "Hey, who did this?"
Boyun hesitated and muttered: "She was unsteady on her own feet and fell on her own. It wasn't us who held her hands and stabbed the fragments. Who should I blame for her accident?"
Cheng Xiao's gloomy face was filled with uncontrollable anger, as serious as the collapse of an iceberg: "Beauty, tell me, who did it? I'll do it for you today!"
Qin Jiaren shook her head, buried her face in Cheng Jun's chest, and said softly: "Take me away, I don't want to stay here."
Cheng Jun tightened his hand on Qin Jiaren, his heart contracted and there was a faint pain: "Cheng Xiao, let's go to the hospital first!"