The bereavement boss, he is crooked behind my back

Chapter 151 You Can Go Home
Lu Qiqi gritted her teeth fiercely as she spoke: "Why are there so many beasts in human skin in this world! All of them appear to be sanctimonious, but are actually corrupt and black-hearted!"

"I really don't know why you became so rebellious and unreasonable after your mother and Uncle Zhang got married. He obviously cared for you as a father."

"He is not worthy to be my father!" She glared at him, "And you, you will never be my friend!"

All of them came for her mother's money, so what qualifications did she have to ask her to respond to them!

Zhao Xun's face was suddenly paler than his frozen fingers, and his slightly parted lips trembled slightly.

"I... am not your friend?"

"No!" She was ruthless to the end, grabbed the ice cream in his hand and threw it on the ground, "Give me your so-called sincerity and feed it to the dog!"

I won't be confused by this kind of person like my mother!If my mother is old and rich in the future, then she will definitely be abandoned by that man!And such a self will definitely be cast aside by Zhao Xun!
He clenched his fingers tightly, forcing himself to calm down.

"Qiqi, you are in a bad mood today, when you feel better, can I play ocean videos with you again?"

Lu Qiqi bit her lower lip to let out a breath of shock, and sat down next to the outside of the sofa to cover her face, really convinced by his cowardly behavior.

As long as he can be tough for a while, maybe he will feel that he is different from his own father and stepfather.

But in fact, he didn't even have the courage to say no to himself.

Just like those two men treated their mothers exactly the same.

"Then I'm leaving...Qiqi, when I'm not here, please take good care of yourself, don't go to the hospital with a bad stomach again..." Seeing that she didn't respond, he finally sighed, "Goodbye .”

……

There was a long silence in the living room.

Lu Qiqi finally put her hands down her face, tears rolled down her cheeks, but there was no expression on her face.

gone.

He really is gone.

From now on, in my youth, there will be no more words like Zhao Xiao's follower.

"It's good to go... How good it is to go, no one can restrain me from looking for Ruan Yuan in the future."

She spoke softly, but the tears in her eyes became more and more fierce.

Mengka on the ground burst into a viscous liquid, dark brown.

"Tick--"

She walked over and squatted down, tears rushed in.

"Hey, I told you to leave me alone, but you want to, and it's uncomfortable if you do, do you really think I can't see anything? Idiot, idiot, mentally retarded!"

There is no defect in her emotional intelligence, she just doesn't want to accept it.

Because once she accepts it, she is afraid that the backlash will hurt even more.

For the opposite sex like Zhao Xun who dotes on her unconditionally, she really has a psychological shadow.

Once, she thought that her own father was the best man in the world, handsome and considerate, and that she and her mother were a match made in heaven.

But when she caught him making out with a woman with a big belly, her little world almost shattered.

After overhearing the words of her stepfather, the small world collapsed completely.

So the same type of Zhao Xun became the object of her prickly eyes and instinctive resistance.

On the other hand, Ruan Yuan, who was the complete opposite, became the object of her favorite and strong pursuit.

Outside the lounge, Zhao Xun stood quietly against the wall and did not leave.

A face with no flaws in the facial features was originally stiff, but when she heard Lu Qiqi's words, idiot, idiot, mentally retarded, she lowered her head and smiled wryly.

It turned out that she knew everything.

But she just didn't want to accept him.

That being the case... It is not a good thing to study abroad by yourself.

"Qiqi..." He spat out two words with the shape of his lips, with a long breath.

Suddenly, he thought of the day when he first met her.

In the dog days, the sun was so scorching that it scorched the ground, and he was just about to buy a bun when he was blocked by a gangster in an alley asking for money.

But at that time, he only had ten yuan in his hand, which was the daily food expenses given to him by his parents.

They have worked very hard to start a business, and they are always busy with the relocation of the store, so they have no time to take care of him.

Even the ten yuan was a crumpled banknote that my mother found out after rummaging through the wallet.

Thinking about how hard it is for his parents to make money, the three-year-old refused to hand it over even though he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

That bastard was only thinking of teasing the little brat first, but seeing his behavior like this, he didn't bother to play with him any more, so he bent down to easily pry open his short, fleshy fingers.

"Don't! Don't!" The three-year-old child couldn't say too many long sentences, so he could only shake his head desperately and hold the banknote tightly in his palm.

"Stop talking nonsense! What a waste of my time!" The gangster pinched one of his fingers and snapped it out.

"Ah! It hurts!" He cried, instinctively calling out to the people closest to him, "Dad! Mom! It hurts!"

"Stop!" At this moment, a girl with the same childish voice appeared in a white fluffy princess dress with her hips crossed, "You hit him!"

The gangster rubbed his nose: "Little friend, I advise you to go back and drink your milk. Are you here to fight an injustice before your teeth grow?"

The little girl didn't understand the words "fighting and injustice", but she still said loudly, "You hit him! Let go!"

The gangster pursed his mouth: Why do you have to grind with two older kids?
So he continued to snap the second finger.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!" He sobbed, feeling like he would pass out at any moment.

"You! How are you going to let him go!"

"Huh???" The gangster said that he didn't understand what the little girl said.

"Let, let him go!" She tried her best to fill in the words.

"Hahahahaha," the gangster laughed, "it's easy to let him go, just give him money."

The little girl's eyes are round and big, like a little white fox, "How much does it cost?"

The gangster held out five numbers and waved them in front of her.

She counted them one by one and found that it was the number five: "Do you want five hundred?"

The gangster almost laughed and said, "Do you have so much money? Pay five hundred, I want you five—" Before the cross popped out, his eyeballs almost fell out.

I saw the little girl rummaging in the small pocket of her tutu skirt, and after a while, she grabbed out five hundred-yuan bills folded into little stars, "Five hundred, here you are, let him go."

The voice was immature, but it was the sound of gold ingots clanging in the ears of the gangster.

"Good guy, you don't have any more in this skirt, do you?" He strode over and was about to feel inside.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside: "Miss! So you ran here!"

As soon as he raised his head, his legs softened, and he immediately said: "Five hundred is enough, I'm leaving, and I will leave it to you."

Seeing that Zhao Xun was still crying fiercely, the little girl hissed to the bodyguard who came from behind: "Don't scare him!"

Then he walked to his side and gently rubbed his sore fingers: "It doesn't hurt anymore, don't cry. I bought you, you can go home."

(End of this chapter)