The control group of the reborn female protagonist dressed in chronology

Chapter 698
Song Ya's father started a fight with this woman at home, and later they got into a fight.

If someone hadn't stopped them, one of them would have died.

It was only after this fight that everyone knew that Song Ya's father had long since been unable to make people pregnant.

It turns out that after this woman gave birth to a son with her lover, she didn't want to have any more physical involvement with Song Ya's father, and her lover was outside, and knew people from all walks of life, especially miscellaneous, and she didn't want Song Ya's father to touch him The mother of her own child simply asked someone to rob Song Ya and her father on the way home from work.

At that time, Song Ya's father almost fainted from the pain.

Fortunately, although he was useless, he felt that it was nothing if he had sons and daughters anyway.

And this is not a good thing, it's not suitable to talk about it outside, it's embarrassing, so after several years, people outside don't even know that he is no longer able to have children.

If it wasn't for the lover who jumped out to beat him with this woman this time, he would have recognized that this lover was one of the men who deposed him back then, and he probably would never have known that the person next to his pillow was so vicious, not only plotting him into a cuckold Raise other people's children, and let him die.

In the end, except for the lover who was jailed for several months because of hurting him, the stepmother didn't feel guilty at all, and left with her two children.

Before he left, he told Song Ya's father that this was all retribution. After all, he was the one who forced his wife and son to death, so he deserved to have no children and grandchildren in his life.

The man was stunned by the scolding.

Only Mrs. Song refused to accept it, and kept scolding her stepmother for being heartless.

As soon as the woman left, the whole person suddenly became quiet.

The father, who was usually very proud, suddenly hunched his back, bowed his head even on the way to work, and dared not talk to others. Whenever someone talked to him, he felt that others were laughing at him for not being a real man.

And Mrs. Song is also quiet. She used to scold Song Ya fiercely when she saw that Song Ya was not pleasing to the eye, as if she was not her own granddaughter. Now, she may know that Song Ya is the only one in her son's life My own flesh and blood, even though it is a female doll.

So, she treated Song Ya a lot better, but that's all.

The family never told her to drop out of school and get married again, and even paid her tuition instead of asking her uncle to pay.

Song Ya got a blessing in disguise all of a sudden.

But she couldn't be happy.

Because she thought that her father and grandmother killed her mother and brother for such a woman, and she felt depressed. This knot might not be untied for the rest of her life.

Lu Qinghe helped Song Ya, seeing that her life should be guaranteed in the future, he breathed a sigh of relief and planned to leave.

Before he knew it, a summer vacation had passed, and he was going to take the train back to school.

Song Ya hesitated behind for a long time, but when he raised his foot and was about to leave, he mustered up the courage to ask, "My name is Song Ya."

"I know that." Lu Qinghe turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

When we first met, the girl told me her name.

Song Ya bit her lip, "I want to ask what your name is?"

Lu Qinghe smiled and waved his hand directly, "It's okay, you don't need to know my name, it's just a matter of little effort for me."

Thinking that the girl wanted to thank him, he was most afraid of trouble, and he didn't want the girl to feel that he owed him, so he didn't tell her his name.

"I'll go first, and you can live your life well in the future."

Waving back, the setting sun stretched his back very long, and it was also very beautiful.

Song Ya was stunned for a while, and when the people left, she looked down at her shoes, pursed her lips and whispered, "I will remember you."

This was the first time Lu Qinghe met Song Ya.

The second time we met was in college. At that time, he was already in his senior year and was about to graduate. In addition, the company he ran with Liang Zhao was very busy, so he didn't have much time to go to school.

It was the teacher of the school who asked him to speak on behalf of the old students to encourage the younger students who had just entered college.

After all, Lu Qinghe is considered an excellent senior.

He still has to give the teacher's face, so he took half a day to go back to school.

Finally, when he reached the school gate, a girl who was holding a book and seemed to be thinking ran straight over.

She was probably too fascinated by her thoughts, and didn't see Lu Qinghe coming in from the corner.

And Lu Qinghe was also in a hurry, his speed was a bit fast, and he looked down at his watch, but he didn't notice the girl.

As a result, the two of them bumped into each other violently. After all, Lu Qinghe was a boy, with quick reflexes and great strength, he quickly stabilized himself, so he didn't fall like a dog.

But that girl was not so lucky, she fell heavily on the concrete floor, the book flew far away, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

And her whole body was in pain and exhaled, "Hiss!"

Song Ya raised her arm with difficulty, because she was wearing a little thin, and her arm was under pressure just now, and it directly rubbed against the ground, and the pain was so painful that she was almost unconscious now.

She raised her arms and slowly rolled up her sleeves, frowning tightly in pain, but she might be used to it, except that she couldn't hold back the pain at first, but now she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Sure enough, the arms were already stained with blood, the skin was worn out, and a lot of blood flowed.

She just glanced at it and didn't care about it anymore, thinking that luckily she didn't break her arm, otherwise she would miss Lu Qinghe's speech on stage.

Then, without raising my head, I got up from the ground and bowed down to apologize to the person I bumped into, "I'm sorry, I was walking and didn't look at the road just now, so I bumped into you. I'm really sorry, are you alright?"

The penitent head drooped even more.

I silently prayed that the other party was fine, otherwise it would take time to go to the hospital with the other party for bandages if something happened, and it would definitely be impossible to go to the opening ceremony, and then there would be no way to see Lu Qinghe.

Thinking of this, Song Ya prayed more devoutly.

Seeing that she was already like this and still caring about herself, Lu Qinghe waved his hands directly and said, "It's okay, I'm also responsible for this matter, I didn't pay attention to the road just now, classmate, your arm is injured, shall I take you to see a doctor? "

Seeing that the blood on her arm was oozing, but the master just wiped it off with a paper indifferently, Lu Qinghe frowned.

It was probably because he was used to seeing his mother bandaging people, and he didn't want to see someone who was injured and bled like this in front of him, and didn't treat the wound so sloppily.

Song Ya wanted to listen to the other person's answer with all her attention, but she didn't care about her injury.

Feeling blood coming out, she was afraid of staining her clothes, so she quickly took a paper towel to wipe it off, and it hurt a little bit, but she was used to it, and she didn't even frown.

Hearing the man's deep and magnetic voice suddenly, he couldn't help but startled.

(End of this chapter)