Jin Qiu shook her head, her face turned pale, and her heart felt cold.
How long will God torture her?
She turned her head slowly, like an empty doll, and walked towards Jin's house...
Su Mo looked at Jin Qiu's back and felt very upset in his heart.[
How could Su Jiayao, Yaoyao, be so...extreme?
And Jinqiu, why is it that she is still so indifferent when encountering such a thing?
The two people formed a sharp contrast, which fell into his eyes, but turned into a deviation.
It seems that Yaoyao and him are getting further and further apart. What should I do?
Originally, Yaoyao, I didn't want to marry you that much, but now, it makes me feel more and more sorry for Jinqiu. What should I do?
Yaoyao, I seem to hate you a little bit...
Jinqiu may have been frightened by the news. The wheelchair was not that stable and was a bit messy. Her long eyelashes covered her eyes and she drooped slightly. She was thinking, what should she do now?
Yes, what to do?
When she walked to the door, the housekeeper's wife had already seen her, and there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
He seemed to be stumbling a bit when he spoke.
"Eldest...eldest lady...are you back?"
Jinqiu nodded slightly and walked towards the house.
I saw Jinhua and Jin's mother sitting there, with a pot of tea in front of them. The tea leaves had spread out and there was no steam coming out of them.
Like, I've been waiting for her for a long time.
Hearing the knock on the door, both of them raised their heads and looked at her with slightly dazed eyes.
Jinqiu stopped the wheelchair at the door, without saying a word. She pursed her lips, and after a long time, she shouted: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."
Jinhua still didn't look at her, he just lowered his head and smoked a cigarette dully. On the TV, there was also a live broadcast of Boqing's proposal to Qiqi.
Very romantic scene.
But at home, it was already gloomy and gloomy.[
After a long while, Jinhua put out his cigarette, glanced at the housekeeper's wife, and asked everyone in the room to leave.
