She laughed and spoke again into the receiver. This time, her tone was indeed calmer than ever before: "By the way, I think you still don't know that your sister Chu Qiao is not dead at all, but has a broken leg and is now in Japan."
Cultivation, of course, with Gu Nianchen, whom you hate deeply, by your side!"
After saying this, she sneered and hung up the phone, completely ignoring the shocked voice on the other end.
Jing Biao should also love Chu Qiao, right?
She raised her head and looked at the sky, which was still so clear and endless as far as the eye could see, but why, she felt extremely lonely.
She didn't know how she got back. She was in a state of confusion. She returned to Fangjingyuan in a daze. Her lost look frightened Aunt Lan: "What happened to Madam?"
To be fair, she liked Cen Zhiqiao very much, not only because she was Gu Nianchen's wife, but more importantly because of her personality, which was cheerful and lively. There was no pressure at all when getting along with her.
I just didn't expect that Cen Zhiqiao, who was always optimistic and optimistic, would become so abnormal.
It seemed that only at this time did Cen Zhiqiao come back to her senses. Wherever her eyes touched, there was Gu Nianchen's shadow, and she felt even more sad.
The home she thought was her safe haven, and the man she regarded as her lover, turned out to be a scam from beginning to end.
Tears wanted to fall, but she bit her lip and desperately told herself not to cry. She turned around and went upstairs, packed her things as quickly as possible, and then went downstairs.
Aunt Lan was still waiting at the stairs, with a worried look on her face. She was obviously startled when she saw Cen Zhiqiao dragging the box downstairs, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Madam, what are you going to do?"
Cen Zhiqiao sneered: "What are you doing? Having occupied the magpie's nest for so long, you should have the sense to leave."
After dragging the suitcase, she realized that she could take so little with her. One suitcase was enough, and all she could do was sing "The Past Follows the Wind" and forget all about the days she spent here.
When I walked to the door, I thought of something again, then turned around and said to Aunt Lan: "Thank you for taking care of me for so long. I hope it's not because of my face."
After saying that, regardless of Aunt Lan's surprised look, she turned around and left without looking back.
She has always been free and easy. No matter how embarrassed she is, she still has a cool back. She doesn't want to embarrass herself even more.
However, when she came out of Fangjingyuan, she was in trouble.