The moment she got into the car, tears finally came out of her eyes. In the dark space, she, Qiao Weiwei, finally let go of all her strength and collapsed on the driver's seat...

She couldn't help asking herself in her heart whether she, Qiao Weiwei, really didn't deserve happiness. For the past 23 years, all the beautiful things she had with her were fleeting, such as the warmth of family and the sweetness of love...

Perhaps, she should have learned to get used to this a long time ago, right... got used to all kinds of losses, used to all kinds of betrayals.

After sitting in the car for a long time, she started the car and melted into the night.

In front of a single-family villa located on the hillside in the suburbs, she slowed down her speed, drove in slowly, put the car into the underground garage, held the key in her hand, and got out of the car.

At this moment, she had already calmed down her mood and continued to look invincible.

In the living room, the lights were brightly lit, just like daytime, and there was a faint fragrance of milk floating in the air.

Chen Bihua, wearing a royal blue silk nightgown, was sitting on the sofa, drinking milk and reading a magazine.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei entering the door, Chen Bihua immediately put down the milk glass, lowered her face, folded her hands on her chest, looked at her with a arrogant look, and coldly snorted: "Ha... I heard that you made a big fuss at someone else's engagement party?

Weiwei, aren’t you a mother? You are such an adult. Stop doing it and hurting yourself to discredit your father. Isn’t it interesting? You can’t learn from us Jasmine~"

Mom, what an ironic word, this woman who killed her biological mother, this woman who caused her to lose maternal love since she was ten years old, how embarrassed is she to call herself "mom..." in front of her?

Qiao Moli? Her half-sister who lived/dreamed/died in the United States in the name of going to college? Haha~ imitate her??? Is this a joke?

"Mom? A hu/raccoon/spirit and a sha/human/violent/hand, are you worthy to be my Qiao Weiwei's mother? No matter what I do, it is my business. I, Qiao Weiwei, am not in your turn to be a mistress."

Just making irresponsible remarks..."

After saying that, she put on her slippers and prepared to go upstairs. In fact, she really wanted to rush forward and tear Chen Bihua's mouth apart, but she was so tired today and really didn't have the strength to fight with her.

"You...what did you say? Say it again! Sha/murder/hand? Your mother committed suicide and it has nothing to do with me!" Chen Bihua put down the milk cup, stood up, and quickly blocked Qiao Weiwei's way, her face twisted.

Every time she saw Chen Bihua's face, she felt itching with hatred. She really wanted to crush this woman who had destroyed all the good things she had and left an indelible shadow on her childhood.

"Oh? Without you, would my mother be so desperate that she would cut her wrists and commit suicide! You'd better shut up before I tear you apart!"

She will never forget the sight of her mother lying in a pool of blood, breathless, so pale, so stiff, so cold...

She will never forget how she brought Qiao Moli, who was about the same age as her, into the house on the day her mother died, and told her: "Weiwei, from now on, I will be the mistress of this house, your mother... this

It’s your sister, Jasmine.”

At that moment, the equally arrogant and proud faces of the mother and daughter were something she would never forget in her life.

This woman who personally cast a heavy shadow on her life dared to claim to be her mother? Haha...

Qiao Weiwei pushed her away fiercely and walked quickly upstairs. An oncoming wall of people made her stop. The familiar smell made her frown deeply. She raised her head and looked at Qiao Zhihai, who was full of anger...

..

"Weiwei, is this how you talk to your elders?" A fiery slap touched her face, and she covered her red face, twitching slightly...

"Qiao Zhihai, this is the fifth time you've hit me for this woman... There is a saying that is true. Where there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather. Qiao Zhihai, don't make me hate you even more!" She took a deep breath and threw it down.

After saying a word, he quickly left...

Today, she suffered great grievances outside. When she came home, no one greeted her... When she came home, what was waiting for her was cynicism and merciless palms...

"Cough cough cough..." Behind him, Qiao Zhihai was holding his heart and coughing. Chen Bihua stepped forward to help her with a look of a villain and said: "She is just like that. She is just ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as her..."

Qiao Zhihai raised his eyes, glared at Chen Bihua, turned back to look in the direction where Qiao Weiwei disappeared, lowered his head, glanced at the hand that he had hit her with, said nothing, and just sighed softly.

Qiao Zhihai also felt guilty about this daughter, so over the years, no matter how much trouble she made, he would always turn a blind eye or close an eye.

But today, she went too far and actually made a big fuss at someone else's engagement party. There were so many reporters present. If he hadn't handled it in time, the consequences would have been disastrous once the news was reported!

After returning to the room, Qiao Weiwei took a shower, put on a black dress, tied her long straight black hair into a casual ponytail, stepped on golden high heels, and went out again without a face.

Driving her car, she once again let herself blend into the night.

She really didn't want to stay in that home without warmth for a moment.

Stepping into the city's largest nightclub , everything in front of you is dazzling, exciting music, interlaced neon lights, fat and thin beauties, everything is so fascinating.

People are intoxicated.

Qiao Weiwei walked into the sofa area, enjoying the passionate dance of the sexy beauties on the stage, while drinking red wine...

After three bottles of wine, she was already dizzy.

She leaned weakly on the soft sofa, looked at the lively crowd around her, and smiled bitterly to herself.

People at every table around her were in groups, but she seemed so alone. She suddenly felt lonely and miserable.

The more lively it is, the more lonely she feels!

When Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei were about to walk upstairs, he happened to see Qiao Weiwei not far away, who was drunk and confused.

He immediately paused, waved his hand to Ou Xiangbei beside him, and said: "You go up first...!"

Ou Xiangbei looked at Qiao Weiwei not far away, nodded understandingly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "We meet each other everywhere in life."

After saying that, Ou Xiangbei twisted his body to the dynamic rhythm while snapping his fingers and walking upstairs.

"..."

Liangbo stood there, looking at her quietly, with a seductive smile on his lips.

Lu Li's light illuminated his face, which looked like a gift from the gods, making him indescribably charming and evil.

With him like this, even if he just stood here quietly and did nothing, he was enough to eclipse everyone and everything in the room.

Around him, women cast admiring glances at him from time to time.

When Qiao Weiwei opened her eyes, her eyes happened to fall on Liang Bo's face.

In front of his eyes, he felt dizzy and mistakenly saw him as Gu Yun.

She staggered up, stepped forward quickly, grabbed the white shirt on his body, and kept pulling: "Gu Yun, tell me why you betrayed me, why! How can I, Qiao Weiwei, be inferior to Mo Lingling?!"
Chapter completed!