My Empress is My Bad Girl

It is also a fact that they are not married. Even if they are husband and wife, if domestic violence is involved, the police have to take care of them.

They took Wang Dalei away.

Wang Dalei turned back angrily and shouted: "Bitch, wait for me, wait for me to come out, and see if I don't kill you! And you little bastard, I can't spare you!"

Wan Mei was trembling all over.

Bao Xinyu comforted her: "Aunt Wan, it's okay, the police took him away, he will definitely go to jail."

Zhou Chuchu said lightly: "Do you think it's so easy to be sentenced to prison? Even if you do go to prison, according to this situation, it will only be one or two years at most. At that time, if he performs well in prison, the sentence may be reduced. It's been out in a few months. What will you do by then?"

Wan Mei's face turned pale: "He is too cruel, he really can do anything."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "You can move house, change number, change job. Or simply live in another city. The world is so big, why should you be afraid of being a scumbag?"

"Go to another city? How do you get there..." Wan Mei lowered her head cowardly.

"Anyway, your job doesn't have much technical content, and you can find it anywhere. You sell your father's house, buy a set in another city, or rent a house, and you can start a new life." Zhao Yuanjing gave it very seriously. she suggested.

"Then what do you do?" Wan Mei asked in a low voice, "You still have to go to high school here, I have to take care of you."

"Take care of me?" Zhao Yuanjing smiled.

Wan Mei understood what he meant, and felt ashamed in her heart.

Who takes care of whom?

She doesn't deserve to be a mother at all.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "If you want to completely get rid of Wang Dalei's control and start a new life, follow my advice. As for me, to be honest, stay away from me, don't drag me down, but make me happier."

The last two sentences made Wan Mei collapse and cry.

"Xiaojing, I'm sorry mom... I'm not worthy to be your mom!" she cried, "Let's go together, let's live together in the future."

"It's no use."

Zhao Yuanjing refused, "I have a job, a school I am about to attend, and a girl I like."

"A girl you like?"

This sentence immediately caught the attention of Zhou Chuchu and Bao Xinyu.

However, Wan Mei did not respond.

She could vaguely guess that the girl she liked in her son's mouth was the pretty girl who appeared that day. The little girl was beautiful and generous, and at first glance she looked like a girl raised by a wealthy family.

When her son falls in love with such a girl, she has nothing to say.

Bao Xinyu smiled and asked, "Xiaojing, which girl do you like? Is it because you want to fall in love, so you don't want to go to film?"

"You don't know her."

"Could it be the school girl from No. 4 Middle School?" Zhou Chuchu asked.

"That's right." Zhao Yuanjing admitted frankly.

Although Bao Xinyu dropped out of school early, he had heard of the famous No. 4 middle school, and those who could study there were rich and powerful.

The family has money, or school flowers.

Most of these girls are arrogant and arrogant, but not ordinary boys can catch up.

Although Zhou Chuchu was mentally prepared, seeing Zhao Yuanjing admit it directly, he was still slightly sad.

Wan Mei refused to move out by herself, and finally Bao Xinyu gave a relaxing suggestion.

"Aunt Wan, while Wang Dalei is being detained, you should quickly find an intermediary, sell the house first, and then go to another place. When you have finished the house and the work, you will pick up Zhao Xiaojing. What do you think?"