Huang Huiwen had a strange smile on her face, one that was cold, contemptuous, disgusting, and contemptuous, as if she were looking at a fly or bug.
Bingbing also looked at her, and that look was really strange to Qiao Xiaomai - it was definitely not the sweetness she had seen in the past, but naked, unabashed anger and hatred. It was like a first wife looking at her mistress.
look--
But, who is the original wife!!!
"Qingming Festival is coming soon, are you embarrassed to go pay homage to your father?"
Qiao Xiaomai was silent.
"When you were paying homage to your father, did you have the nerve to tell him that you had become the plaything of his murderer?"
This is the second question.
plaything!!
That’s right, it’s a plaything!
Bingbing stared at her, with undisguised anger and pain in her eyes. If it were not for her identity, she would not hesitate to rush up and slap the green tea bitch. However, she gritted her teeth and
I held it back for dear life.
Hearing Huang Huiwen ask such a question, a contemptuous smile finally appeared on her face. Then she looked at Qiao Xiaomai, who was speechless. She suddenly felt a little happy. But of course, this was not enough, and it was far from enough.
The air around him seemed to have solidified, and six eyes looked at each other. Just as Qiao Xiaomai was slowly realizing now, why was Bingbing suddenly so close to Huang Huiwen again?
Bingbing took Huang Huiwen's hand and said softly: "Aunt, let's go."
Huang Huiwen glared at Qiao Xiaomai again.
Qiao Xiaomai saw the two women Shi Shiran walking away and suddenly chased after her: "Mrs. Huang..."
Huang Huiwen didn't expect that she would catch up and stop, looking very arrogant.
Qiao Xiaomai was surprisingly calm: "I am sorry for my father, but at least my father is worthy of you! Without my father's tragic past, your Jiang family would not be as rich as it is today, right?"
Huang Huiwen was beyond shocked. Even Bingbing opened her mouth slightly in shock.
"Mrs. Huang, if you don't know how to make a fortune, then go back and ask your husband how the box of gold bars in your home came from thirty years ago."
Huang Huiwen opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word. Her eyes clearly showed fear. For a while, even her breathing was slow. She couldn't believe what she heard.
Qiao Xiaomai didn't look at their faces and strode away. Father, when you chose to bear all the charges alone, you were just afraid that Yi Xiangxi would deal with me and the Jiang family would deal with me - the lesser of two evils.
.But, everyone in the Jiang family, do you think I am really a fool? You dare to speak so arrogantly to me while walking on my father’s bloodstains!!!
It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared that a car in the distance slowly rolled down its window. The secretary and bodyguard next to her said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, here are all the information you want..."
Jiang Heng picked up the thick stack of information: This is almost the entire past history of Qiao Xiaomai in the past eight or nine years, piece by piece, piece by piece, without any omissions.
"Qiao Xiaomai has been raising her children alone in her early years, and she is very strict in her private life. She dated seven or eight men on blind dates, but nothing came of it. Later, her only close boyfriend was Liang Xiaodong... Now, she has lived with Yi Xiangxi...
…”
Jiang Heng put down the information without even looking at it, with a strange smile in his eyes. In fact, the information I want is not this at all. These are not important at all. What is important, I have already mastered it.
(The ending will be updated tomorrow, so please check it out on time.)