1410: C1410 Let's Break up

C1410 Let's Break up

At this moment in Jiang Family's Villa, Qiao Wanggan and his wife and Qiao Ka had arrived.

Chen Xin had cooked a few dishes that Qiao Tianyu liked to eat. Qiao Tianyu did not have an appetite and did not want to make her parents feel uncomfortable, so she barely ate a bit.

Chen Xin looked at her daughter's small face. She had lost a circle of weight and her eyes were red. "Which bastard is it that harmed my Yu like this? It was already ten years ago and he still brought it up to commit crimes!"

Qiao Wanggan also said hatefully, "Yu, are you hiding something? You tell me who that person is, and I will avenge you! "

Qiao Tianyu shook her head and said, "Don't ask anymore!"

Qiao Ka was at a loss. "What happened to Yu ten years ago?"

Qiao Wanggan and Chen Xin both looked at him but did not say anything. The less people knew about his daughter's matter, the better!

Qiao Ka did not get an answer and felt that it was definitely not a good thing, so he did not ask again. He only looked at Qiao Tianyu with an increasingly gentle gaze.

Jiang Nanxi and Yeh Beixiao sat on the sofa and quietly looked at Qiao Ka.

She did not know if it was her misconception, but she kept feeling that Qiao Ka had a special feeling towards Yu. But he seemed to be abiding by his duty, making people unable to understand him.

Qiao Tianyu said, "Mom and Dad, you can go back!"

Chen Xin's heart ached and said, "Yu, you should go home. Your sister is pregnant, so she can't always take care of you!"

At this moment, Soong Xian hurriedly ran in.

He did not take into account the atmosphere at the scene and directly ran in front of Qiao Tianyu. He pulled her into his embrace and said guiltily, "Yu, I'm sorry. It's all my fault!"

Qiao Tianyu looked at Soong Xian who suddenly came and instantly panicked.

She struggled to push him away and looked at him in shock. Her body was trembling. "Mr Soong, why did you come? Everything is your fault? You are not wrong! "

Although Zhang Xiaoting used such a vicious language to scold her, Qiao Tianyu had never hated Soong Xian. In her heart, Soong Xian would always be the perfect man that was as bright as the moonlight.

Soong Xian felt her resistance and his heart ached even more.

He held her in his arms again. He said gently, "Yu, I already know. It doesn't matter. I love you. I will only feel sorry for everything that happened to you. I apologize to you on behalf of my mother! "

Qiao Tianyu held back her tears as they trickled down.

Did he already know? Did he know that she was once so unbearable? Did he know that she was a murderer?

But his knowledge was like a knife, cutting through her heart!

She knew that the Mr Soong she liked would not care. He would not care about what she had experienced in the past!

However, she was not worthy of such a beautiful Mr Soong!

He would definitely become someone like brother-in-law in the future. She would become his stain!

She was a murderer!

She was no longer the innocent, kind, and perfect girl in his heart!

Qiao Tianyu had endured patiently for two days. Actually, she had been fighting with him all along.

Reason told her that Mr Soong would still cherish her as usual, but she felt sad that everything was no longer the same as before!

From the moment Zhang Xiaoting used vicious words to scold her, she knew that all the beautiful things no longer existed!

She had let down her Mr Soong!0

At this moment, Soong Xian's tolerance had become the last straw that crushed her, making her make the most cowardly decision.

Even though she was reluctant to part with him, even though her heart was bleeding, she still choked and said, "Mr Soong, your mother was right. It was all true. Let's break up!"

Soong Xian was shocked. His hand that was wiping her tears stopped in midair and looked at Qiao Tianyu in disbelief.

Then he hugged her even tighter. His heart was trembling, but his voice was still gentle. "Yu, let's not be angry! I know you are sad. Later, I will ask my mother to formally apologize to you, okay?"

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