C1077 If He Doesn't Break It He Won't be Able to Make It
His clothes were basically all hers, and he always took care of her business, and even the tuxedo in the suit was made by her, and the tuxedo rolled over the beautiful side, and she would fold it into a beautiful tuxedo, stick it in her tuxedo pocket, and put it in her tuxedo pocket.
Then, his lips slightly hooked up to look in the mirror. He held her waist and lowered his head to lick her earlobe. "Miss Qiu's handiwork is indeed not bad. This suit can be paid more. "
She cut off all the clothes that were made for him, the tie, and the flowers. They were all tattered and tattered.
She held a purple striped tie in her hand and could not put her hands down for a long time. That was the first gift she had given him, even though it was also made by her. But she had never accepted his money. It was a gift. At that time, she was very busy with the order and a batch of fabric had entered the company. She thought to herself that his tie in this color would definitely look good, so she made one for him after a week.
She couldn't bear to part with the first gift.
But if she didn't break it, she wouldn't be able to make it.
She couldn't bear to part with it.
She used a pair of scissors. Two, three, four, and cut off her reluctance.
In the cupboard. There was also a big red bed with eight sets of bed necessities. If she left, would he let the maids bring it to make the bed?
And then he would hug Xin Mann and roll around on the bed sheets in love?
Beautiful red lace was stacked on the edge of the big red lotus flower. The lace was layered on top of each other and looked very thick. It was like the feeling of the European court. Was it his mother who said that the people of China got married or did they want good luck? The people of China felt that red was more auspicious than white. There must be a set of red bed products.
It was made by her. Every needle and thread was the joy of being a bride. There were a few times when she smiled while stepping on the sewing machine. The threads were all cut cleanly by her using the small yarn to cut them one by one.
Including the wedding dress, she hung it up and wrapped it properly. At this moment, her scissors participated in the cutting of the fabric. One by one, she cut the thread that she had sewn with her heart's blood. . .
She had taken many wedding photos at that time. She wanted to get married once in her life. Other people could take four or five sets of clothes, but she had made Zhuang Yichen change into thirteen sets.
But now she took out those photos and threw them on the bed. After opening them, she used scissors to shave off those smiling faces. No one could tell who the person in the photos was.
There were large drawings and crystals hanging on the wall.
Anything that could be scratched, had been scratched.
It was very difficult to get a wedding picture made of crystal. She sat on the ground and placed the large picture taken from the wall on the ground. She held Jolong's large scissors in the opposite direction and used all her strength to let the sharp blades scratch the glass surface. She simply moved the large picture to the window and knocked on the wall.
It instantly shattered!
She turned on Zhuang Yichen's computer and formalized all their pictures.
Finally, he saw a messy house. Xiaoya's hand holding the scissors had been worn out and bleeding. Her body clearly did not look thin, but when she stood up, she was shaking like a thin piece of paper.
It was empty.
Even though she made such a big commotion, not a single servant came over to take a look.
No one came over to see what she had destroyed.
He definitely did not feel any heartache.
He didn't care about her, so why would he care about these things?
What was she waiting for here? The megaphone below rang twice, and Lee Yong's car was ready.
She couldn't wait for anyone.
The location of the marriage certificate was under the jewelry box. Because she felt that it was very expensive, she took it out and held it in her hand. In a month, the red one would be exchanged for the green one.
The things she thought about for so long were indeed worthless.
She had originally made up her mind. She pulled the lever of her suitcase and was about to leave. But. . .0
The marriage certificate in his hand seemed to be burning. It burned Xiaoya's palm and her finger. That kind of burning pain spread all the way to the tip of her heart.
She sniffed and closed her eyes for a few seconds to calm down. Then, she opened her handbag and took out her phone. She turned on the camera function and placed the marriage certificate on the bed to take a picture. Then, she opened the marriage certificate and took a picture of the contents inside. . .
Xiaoya sat in Lee Yong's car. She did not say a word.
Lee Yong's car was a little slow, "Young Madam, although Young Master has taken care of Miss Xin a little, she is now injured. Please let her go. "
Xiaoya was originally looking out the window. At this time, she was so angry that she turned her head around. Her voice also became louder, "Uncle Lee, I have been used badly by them. Now you still want me to let that woman go?"
"After all, they have known each other for many years. "
"Just say that they've been uncle and wife all these years, and that they've been condoning in secret!"
"Young Madam, which successful man doesn't have a woman outside right now?"
Xiaoya was very unhappy in her heart. She was provoked by Lee Yong to the point that she threw up all of a sudden. "Do you have to bring a woman home? You saw it too. He is now guarding Xin Mann all day long. He did not even feel at ease about the things his servant gave him. It was just a meal. The people who participated in the cooking all the way to Xin Mann's mouth. Everyone had to try it out, afraid that someone would poison Xin Mann. Xin Mann, this wretched woman, is about to catch up to the Empress! "
" Young Mistress, why don't we leave first. I will send you back to your mother's house first. After a period of time when Miss Xin's health is better, Young Master's temper will also be better. "
Xiaoya felt that Lee Yong really had the ability. The first half of the sentence could make you feel slightly better, but the second half could make you die of anger. It was all because of Xin Mann!
"No need. Go and change the certificate. Let him take care of Xin Mann for the rest of her life. Dog couple!" Xiaoya gritted her teeth and cursed the last three words. She fell back and closed her eyes.
Rich people were really easy to handle. Even if Zhuang Yichen did not appear, he would be able to exchange the certificate very quickly.
Xiaoya sat in the car Lee Yong sent her back to her mother's house. "Uncle Lee, send me to Qingfeng Garden. I don't want to go back to my parents' place now. My current condition. . . "
Her words suddenly choked. Xiaoya looked out the window. She had been telling herself all along that she should not cry, not cry. If she cried again, she would change her name!
But when she thought of going home and facing her parents, she did not know what to do.
Her mother was more powerful, and her father was more cowardly. But both of them loved her without exception.
She did not even dare to face Xia Qian now.
Ye Er even more so did not dare.
How could Ye Er be better than her? Even if she was higher than her, her looks would not be a grade higher. She was much more independent than Ye Er, and Ye Er still relied on men to rise to the top. But she, Qiu Xiaoya, earned so much money, what about Ye Er?
Jiang Zhao did not care about Ye Er at all. She was not allowed to show her face at all. Opening a dance studio for a month did not necessarily mean that she would earn as much money as she did in a day.
It was just that Jiang Zhao pampered her.
Was it great?
Was he great just because he found a good man?
How could Shallow be better than her? She would cause trouble everywhere. She had saved Qin Feiyan when she was twelve, and Qin Feiyan had pretended to be gay for her for more than ten years. No matter how much she cheated, she would always praise her because she was simple and not as calculating as the women nowadays.
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