2515: Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (33)

Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (33)

Five years ago, the Qiao family had fallen into ruin. In one night, they had gone bankrupt and their family was destroyed. She had also been in a car accident. After that, she had no choice but to follow her mother back to her grandmother's house in Jinzhuang.0

Qiao Ruoxi's heart ached when she recalled the events that occurred five years ago.

If they had a place to go, they wouldn't have to live in the Su family and face these hostile people.

Jiang Yan's words were harsh. The calm Qiao Ruoxi could not do anything to her even if she was angry.

If she were to talk back to Jiang Yan, she would definitely torture her mother and brother when she was not at home.

Therefore, for their sake, she could only choose to endure.

Su Hui kept gesturing for her not to argue with Jiang Yan. Qiao Ruoxi nodded. "I understand. Go inside and rest. Leave this to me. I'll be done soon."

Qiao Ruoxi pushed her mother into the house and turned around to see that Jiang Yan had already picked up the gift box. Seeing that it was filled with top-grade ginseng, she asked in surprise, "Little Xi, did you bring this back?"

"Yes, this is for my mother."

"Did you hook up with a rich man? Where did you get the money to buy something so expensive?"

"Can't I pay with my salary?"

Qiao Ruoxi felt a little guilty and wanted to come back, but Jiang Yan put the gift box behind her.

"Your mother doesn't lack anything, and she has no use for it. You and your mother have been living in our house for a long time, so of course you have to give me something first."

Knowing that this would be the outcome, Qiao Ruoxi did not pursue further and turned to wash her clothes.

Jiang Yan reminded him again, "Also, since you've already received your salary, hurry up and pay for last month and this month's living expenses. Your uncle is working hard on his own, and he still has to support your family of three. That bit of living expenses is still dragging on."

"Got it."

Not long after, Jiang Yan came out again and threw a huge pile of bedsheets into the large basin beside Qiao Ruoxi.

"Xiao Xi, wash these too."

Looking at the pile of dirty clothes and bedsheets, Qiao Ruoxi could only try to calm herself down.

She had to because she was living under someone else's roof?

She was living under someone else's roof, and she had to tolerate it. What's the big deal about a little bit of suffering?

Qiao Ruoxi sighed and continued to wash her clothes.

The water was so cold that it hurt her hands, but it could not compare to the despair and pain in her heart.

She had had enough!

She had enough of the feeling of living under someone else's roof.

She had to work hard to earn money. Only when she earned enough money would she be able to take her mother and brother away. She would no longer have to suffer the wrath of the Su family.

No one noticed that everything that had happened in the courtyard was recorded by Xiu Yi.

When he brought the gifts to the door, he saw the scene in the courtyard. He did not come in to disturb her because he did not want to embarrass her.

Living in such a family was hard enough. No wonder she was unwilling to let him follow her home.

Instead of entering the Su residence, Huo Yunshen left quietly.

When he got back, he would tell the president everything he had seen today.

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After spending the whole afternoon washing all her clothes, Qiao Ruoxi's hands were frozen and she was exhausted.

She rubbed her hands as she exhaled. She walked into the central room where the heater was turned on and instantly felt warm all over her body.

It was really warm inside.

Her aunt, Jiang Yan, and her cousin, Su Ruyi, were sitting on the sofa. Su Ruyi was holding up one hand while Jiang Yan was carefully applying nail polish for her.

"Mom, Cousin is here."

Su Ruyi saw Qiao Ruoxi first and reminded her mother.

Jiang Yan turned to look at Qiao Ruoxi and asked, "Little Xi, if you're done washing the clothes, go wash the dishes in the kitchen and clean the house."

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