Chapter 51: The feeling of betrayal and separation
"Dad, Mom, I... don't want a divorce." Huang Qiao struggled to say the words that were not her intention.
"Why?" Huang Wenzong looked at his daughter sadly.
"I... think I still love him, so I'm sorry." After saying that, Huang Qiao immediately turned around and walked towards the door. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Now that she has decided, leave quickly, otherwise it will be even worse.
"Stop, Huang Qiao." Huang Wenzong was completely angry.
Huang Qiao was shocked, stopped, put her hand on the handrail of the door, and did not dare to look back at her father.
"Is a man like that still worthy of your love? Look at what he has done to you and how you are treated in the Xiang family. Do you still want to commit suicide once you are forced to do so? Who cares about you when you are sad?
, it's us, your family, don't be obsessed with it." Huang Wenzong hoped that he could wake up this daughter who was so blinded by love.
But he didn't know that his daughter was always awake, but she had something to hide...
Sometimes she wished she could tell all Xiang Zichen's conspiracy, but after telling her, with her father's temper, she would definitely fight him, but there would be no way she could win. Although the Sihai Group was already very powerful, it had
Compared with the Sufeng Group, which has an international status, it is simply a drop in the bucket.
"Qiaoqiao, if you leave today, you can't go back to this house again." Seeing that his daughter was stubborn, Huang Wenzong said harshly.
But it was already like this. Huang Qiao had no choice. She whispered: "You...just treat me as dead."
After saying that, she rushed out of the door...
Huang Wenzong clutched his heart and began to feel pain. Xu Hui immediately ran over: "Wenzong, are you okay?"
"Huihui, do you think we are all taking revenge? It is this daughter who is taking revenge on us." Huang Wenzong said sadly.
Xu Hui said nothing but cried on Huang Wenzong's chest...
"Huihui, please take Huang Qian abroad first. We really should leave." Huang Wenzong knew that whether Huang Qiao left or not, their family would immigrate, because he seemed to have smelled danger recently.
She covered her mouth to suppress herself from crying, but the tears came even more fiercely. Huang Qiao ran all the way and got into the car.
Xiang Zichen looked at his watch: "The time is just right, wife, let's go home."
Huang Qiao lay in the car in despair and began to cry. She knew that her family was really hurt by her this time, and her father really would not want her this time.
"Xiang Zichen, are you satisfied this time? If you have anything to do with me, don't touch my family." After crying, Huang Qiao regained her composure.
When I returned to Xiang's house, it was already late at night...
As soon as she entered the room, Xiang Zichen couldn't wait to hug her from behind and kiss her white neck gently, but she didn't feel anything at all. All she thought about was her family.
"I haven't touched you for several days. I really want you." Xiang Zichen finished speaking ambiguously and began to untie Huang Qiao's clothes.
She didn't speak, she just shed tears silently. She was used to this kind of humiliation. Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, he would just start doing it when he wanted it. She didn't seem to have any rights.
Pushing her onto the bed, he moved her up and down, and began his never-ending request...
But she felt that her heart was slowly withering and withering...
"Kill me." After the passion passed, Huang Qiao said lightly.
Xiang Zichen was stunned for a moment, then his fingertips traced her sexy lips and chuckled: "You are wanted to die. If you die, I will bury your family with you."