Although her father did not help her, Huang Qiao felt that this trip was not in vain. At least her father was no longer indifferent to her, and at least she had found the warm family affection again. This was also the biggest gain.
When she got home, she felt very conflicted. He didn't help her with the 400 million yuan last time. So, would he take care of Ding Xun's matter?
I turned on my computer. I hadn't been online for a long time and found that my hands were unfamiliar with the keyboard. When I opened my mailbox, I found an email from the United States.
A purple postcard suddenly appeared in front of me. The very beautiful violet flowers bloomed so beautifully. The young man on the postcard wrote shocking words:
The violet leaves its fragrance on the feet that have crushed it. This is forgiveness.
This is a famous quote by Mark Twain. It has a very profound meaning. Huang Qiao knew that it must be Ye Weiqi who sent it to her. He must have forgiven her for her betrayal. She typed the reply excitedly. She wanted to apologize to him,
However, I found that the letter could not be sent because the sender had blocked his ability to reply.
It seems that although he has forgiven himself, he does not want to have any interaction with her anymore. Yes, anyone like her who approaches her will have bad luck. Maybe not contacting her is the best way for her friends.
After turning off the computer, she sat by the bed. Suddenly she wanted to smoke. She picked up the cigarette Xiang Zichen put on the table, lit it, and started smoking.
This is what Xiang Zichen saw when he opened the door. A tired woman wearing a thin shirt was leaning against the bed and smoking hesitantly.
He walked over and immediately grabbed the cigarette, then threw it on the ground and stamped on it: "Didn't anyone tell you that smoking is not allowed in the bedroom?"
Huang Qiao stood up and said, "Then I'll go out and smoke."
"Stop." Xiang Zichen grabbed her shoulders.
"I don't like my women smoking." Xiang Zichen said forcefully.
Huang Qiao broke free from his restraints and said coldly: "Then you can change to a woman." Then she walked out.
Xiang Zichen was angered, picked up Huang Qiao and threw her on the bed: "What is your attitude? Is this what a wife should say to her husband?"
Faced with his question, Huang Qiao laughed at herself: "I never thought that we were husband and wife. Our relationship was like a prostitute and a client."
Xiang Zichen was annoyed and put his hand on Huang Qiao's neck: "What did you say?"
"Originally, when you are happy, vent ###, and when you are unhappy, throw me aside like trash. I am not even as good as a prostitute. A prostitute can still get money, but all I get is contempt." Huang Qiao didn't know why.
Suddenly I felt emotional.
Xiang Zichen took a deep breath and said coldly: "Huang Qiao, are you irritating me? What is your purpose?"
"Purpose, what purpose can I have? I am your forbidden wife now." Huang Qiao said hoarsely.
Xiang Zichen released his hold on her neck and suddenly smiled. Looking at this charming smile, Huang Qiao knew that something bad was about to happen again.
"Qiaoqiao, don't you...don't want to save your friend? She will be raped and killed soon?" Xiang Zichen rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and walked to the sofa in front of the window to sit down.
"How do you know?" Huang Qiao asked alertly.
"It's not surprising. The entire circle knows about this matter. No one in the Qinglong Gang can escape, but that doesn't include me." Xiang Zichen smiled confidently.
"You...do you know the Qinglong Gang?" Huang Qiao asked tentatively. She originally wanted to beg him, but she didn't dare to speak. She was afraid of being rejected, and then Ding Xun would have no way to survive.
"We know each other, but we don't have a close friendship. Why do you want me to save Ding Xun?" Xiang Zichen knew exactly what Huang Qiao was thinking.
"You...will help me?" Huang Qiao looked at Xiang Zichen in disbelief.
Xiang Zichen shook his head: "Why should I help someone who has nothing to do with me?"
"What do you want?" If you have been with Xiang Zichen for a long time, you will know his temperament. Since he took the initiative to talk about this matter, he must have his purpose.
"Very good, my Qiao Qiao is really getting smarter and smarter. Do you know what I want?" Xiang Zichen looked at Huang Qiao ambiguously.
Huang Qiao bit her lip and said, "As long as you can save her, I can do that with you at any time..."
After saying it uncomfortably, Huang Qiao still blushed...
Xiang Zichen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Qiaoqiao, I think you made a mistake. Please ask me...you have to please me. Do you understand? Please?"
"To please? How to please?" Huang Qiao felt particularly harsh when hearing this word.
"Look at your performance. My requirements are very high. If you don't meet my satisfaction, then I won't be able to save Ding Xun." Xiang Zichen said with a meaningful smile.
Huang Qiao remembered the last time he asked her to help him take off his pants, so Xin Yiheng came over, knelt down and started to untie his belt.
Xiang Zichen stroked Huang Qiao's head and whispered: "Be good, that's it."