Bone Erosion

Chapter 4 Why is it not you who died

"Jingchen, listen to that bad woman, she actually cursed us so viciously." Han Zixue stomped her feet resolutely, but sneered viciously in her heart, so what if she, Qiao Anran, was the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. His company has changed hands, she, Qiao Anran, is nothing, and the man in front of her will be hers from now on.

"Zixue, how can you take what the lunatic said seriously? We will be together for a hundred years, we will be united forever, and we will be full of children and grandchildren." Fu Jingchen reached out and stroked her hair, comforting her softly, but his deep and piercing eyes kept staring at the proud and unyielding girl. back.

It was raining, torrential rain, pouring down amidst rumbling thunder, Qiao Anran walked numbly on the street, letting the icy cold rainwater drench on his body.

Falling from heaven to hell is just an instant thing.

Standing in the rain, she raised her head and looked at the gray rainy sky. She knelt down on the ground weakly, clenched her fists, and hit the ground with all her strength, letting out a heart-piercing roar: "Fu Jingchen, I I hate you, ahhh..."

An ear-piercing sudden brake broke the deep rain, and an expensive sports car stopped in front of her. A young man wearing an expensive and low-luxury suit came to her with an umbrella, his handsome face showed a surprised expression : "An Ran, why are you getting wet in such a dangerous place, get in the car quickly."

He stretched out his hand, trying to help her, but she threw it away forcefully. She raised her pale, bloodless face, her eyes were as empty as a walking corpse.

"An Ran, I just heard about your family's affairs. Fu Jingchen is really not a human being. Uncle Qiao has been so kind to him, yet he would repay his kindness with revenge. If God knows, he will definitely be struck by lightning and die a terrible death." The man Face full of anger, the same hatred.

How could God be so sensible? Their Qiao family's company fell into the hands of Fu Jingchen, her father was wronged and imprisoned, and she was pregnant with the enemy's child at this time.

It's her fault. If she hadn't transferred her shares to Fu Jingchen, the company would be fine. Her father is innocent, and she should be the one who should be damned.

"An Ran, don't do this, I'll take you back." Hua Yuchen reached out to her, trying to help her up.

Qiao Anran pushed his hand away again, struggled to get up from the ground, and floated past him like a ghost.

"That man doesn't love you anymore. He has already announced his marriage to Han Zixue. They will have a big wedding soon. Why are you so stubborn and refuse to accept my kindness?" Hua Yuchen followed her anxiously, They were childhood sweethearts, he had liked her since he was a child, and he thought that when they grew up, they would be a couple.

She kept silent and ignored him. Hua Yuchen knew that she was hurt very much, so he stopped saying anything that would irritate her, and stayed by her side silently.

Qiao Anran, who was drenched and soaked, returned home. As soon as she stepped into the door, she saw her mother Zhou Shaorou standing by the phone, her face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was full of despair, and her whole body was trembling. His heart trembled violently, he immediately walked up and asked worriedly: "Mom, why are you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a sudden slap, and she was slapped firmly on the face. The force was so strong that her head buzzed and she almost fell down.

Zhou Shaorou stared at her with grief and resentment, and yelled in grief: "You unfilial daughter, you still have the face to come back, why didn't you die?"

(End of this chapter)