Jinyu waved his hand and knocked over the hot tea that Jinyu was holding. The scalding hot water burned Jinyu's hand red. After a while, two big bubbles appeared.
Jinyu stood there dryly, with tears in his eyes, his head lowered, but did not say a word.[
For the first time, Jinhua just glanced at her coldly, turned his head, looked into the distance, and snorted: "Qiqi, that's what dad is like, unless Huqing really kills Su Mo."
, I will let you marry him!"
After saying this, he walked towards the study room.
Jinyu pitifully cast his eyes at Jin's mother, but Jin's mother just shook her head silently, turned and left.
Jinyu stood there alone, feeling very lonely.
I felt aggrieved from the bottom of my heart.
What did she do wrong?
What did Bo Qing do wrong?
Why not let them be together?
Why does it mean that if my sister is hurt, she can also be hurt?
Why can't her father understand her at all?
Why don't you think about it for her, Su Mo is Su Mo, and Huqing is Huqing. Just because they are all from the Bo Di Group, do they have to be lumped together?
Why not let her marry Huoqing?
Why?
…………
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Jin Yu felt. He squatted down and suddenly burst into tears.
Growing up, she never learned how to contradict her parents, nor how to negotiate terms with them.
She has only learned how to be filial.
Now, something like this happened suddenly, but she could only stand there helpless.
Her long hair covered half of her face, and her expression could not be clearly seen.[
Only occasionally, a crystal teardrop hit the back of her hand.
It hit the back of my hand that was burned by the tea.
The pain was so heartbreaking that she couldn't breathe.
"Miss Qiqi, can you give me some medicine?" the housekeeper's wife called softly, her voice a little cautious.
Jinyu stood up, wiped his tears, and asked lightly: "Why doesn't dad understand me?"
