4: C4 End of Relationship

C4 End of Relationship

Ruan Qingqing could not wait to come over and push Ruan Mizheng away. She held Ye Cong'an's hand. She cried, "Cong'an, my sister actually degenerated to the point where she went to make a deal with that useless trashy merchant! In order to achieve her goal, she used any means necessary. I'm really scared! "

Ye Cong'an frowned and had a look of disappointment. "Mizheng, I always thought that you were a good girl who lived a clean life. I think I was wrong."

"Cong'an, it's not like that! It was clearly her..." Ruan Mizheng shook her head desperately, wanting to explain.

"Enough!" Ye Cong'an's eyes suddenly became cold and unfamiliar. "Ruan Mizheng, I told you a week ago. I thought you were shy and refused to accept me, but you actually slept with an old man. I can't even fight a useless person? How can you be so lowly! "

Lowly... lowly?

Ruan Mizheng could not believe that the usually gentle and gentle Ye Cong'an would actually say such words!

Her face instantly turned pale, and her entire body felt cold from head to toe.

"After signing this agreement, you will no longer be a member of the Ruan family." Ruan Chongming ordered coldly, not caring about the relationship between the father and daughter.

"Why... why are you doing this to me?!"

She had sacrificed herself for this family, they had to chase her out no matter what!

Ruan Chongming snorted coldly. "You have made our Ruan family the laughing stock of the entire Jiangcheng. Why would I let you continue to disgrace me?!"

Haha, what she had done was to humiliate herself? !

Ruan Mizheng looked up. In her blurry vision, Ruan Qingqing, Ruan Chongming, Zhou Huijie and Ye Cong'an all had cold and heartless expressions.

It was as if... they had already agreed.

She closed her eyes in despair and quickly signed her name on the agreement.

She turned around and strode away, tears falling like rain.

Bang -

The door of the Ruan's was closed, and hearty laughter was heard from inside.

"Mom, you are really ruthless. You sent Ruan Mizheng to that loser's bed. This way, you can drive her away and save the Ruan's!" Ruan's smile was filled with pride.

Zhou Huijie laughed and was very happy. "When you marry Cong'an, the Ruan's will be yours. No one will fight with you anymore! Ruan Mizheng will marry that loser. In the future, she will definitely be bullied by the merchants until there are no bones left. We... Let's just wait and see a good show! "

" Auntie, don't worry. I will definitely give Qing Qing a glorious wedding! I will always be good to her! " Ye Cong'an's gentle voice.

It was clearly June, but Ruan Mizheng felt like she was in an ice cave.

So...

All of this was their trap?

They were certain that she would make a deal with that Mr. Shaang and then take the opportunity to kick her out of the house. They would sit and wait for the fisherman to reap the benefits?

Ruan Mizheng clenched her fists tightly. Her eyes were filled with hatred.

She would return this debt sooner or later.

As for that Mr. Shaang, she would not marry him.

She would not let the person who schemed against her watch a good show!

...

Four years later... - - -2

"Uncle, I don't have any money, just let me go!"

In the warehouse that was filled with grey gas, two strong men were sitting on chairs and drinking beer. They were bored and bored.

A little boy about six years old was left in a corner not far away.

His appearance was very delicate. His delicate face and delicate facial features made people want to kiss him.

At this moment, he was pouting. His jet black pupils were filled with tears and he looked pitiful.

"Let you go? First, let your mother come and see me with a million yuan!"

The scarred man fiercely reminded.

"My mommy is very pitiful. It was very hard for her to raise me by herself. How could she have a million!?" The little milk bag cried as she spoke, "Mommy was running around for me. We didn't have enough food and clothes to eat or to warm ourselves up. You want so much money? You want to take my mommy's life!"

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