After hearing Jinhua's words, Jinyu felt that no wonder he saw these photos and felt they were very familiar.
It turns out...that man's figure is clearly Su Mo.[
The more they look, the more they resemble each other, and the more they look, the more they are the same.
Jinyu's hand, holding the photo, was shaking so hard that he couldn't help himself.
Her brain exploded and she couldn't breathe. She looked at Jinqiu for a long time and then asked softly: "Sister, why did you do this?"
Jin Qiu's expression was relatively indifferent, as if she had not personally experienced those things in the past. She slowly stretched out her hand and took out the photo from Jin Yu's palm. After a long time, she pursed her lips and squeezed it out.
One sentence: "I'm tired."
Jinyu grabbed Jinqiu's hand and refused to let her go.
I can't tell whether it's anger or despair, I just feel that this sister who has always been elegant has become so miserable and lonely.
"Sister, tell me, is everything my father said true? Really?"
Jin Qiu weakly lowered her hand. After a long time, she nodded gently and opened her mouth with a smile that was just right.
Yes, it was only now that she discovered that she could still smile.
Maintaining the smile of the eldest daughter of the Jin family in such an elegant and generous manner.
An aristocratic smile.
A noble thing that makes everyone envious.
It turns out that losing love is like a walking zombie, but you can still smile.
But she clearly remembered that if there is no one you love, don't cry and keep smiling.
Smile to yourself.
Maybe if you laugh for a long time, you will realize that you are actually happy too.
Her voice is so clear, as clear as the cleanest and bluest sky.
"Qiqi, it's true."
She spoke calmly, word by word, and each word penetrated Qiqi's heart.[
"I have always been very angry with my father for sending you into the entertainment industry with four hundred million dollars. I have always quarreled with my father because of that matter."
