1078: C1078 Money Is Better than Happiness

C1078 Money Is Better than Happiness

What's better than her? She would always 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.

It was just that Qin Feiyan pampered her.

Was she that great?

She found a good man, and each of them could live a better life than her?

Xiaoya covered her mouth with her hand and sobbed, "Uncle Lee, I'm going back to Qingfeng Garden. . . "

"Okay, Young Madam. "

"It's still the same as before. Call me. . . Miss Qiu. "

Lee Yong said, "Miss Qiu, I will find someone to help you clean up Qingfeng Garden later. "

"No need. I have nothing to do now. I will clean it myself. " Xiaoya was designing and was too lazy to kill. She never wanted to clean her own house. In the past, when she lived in Qingfeng Garden, her mother would clean it for her every week.

Usually, there would be a clock worker who would go and clean the house every other day. . .

Xiaoya knelt on the ground to wipe the floor over and over again and washed away the bedsheets. The luggage was not moved out and was still standing at the door.

Under the night sky, she opened the thick curtain but pulled the curtain up. She laid on the sofa in the living room and thought, How many times have I bathed early and waited here? As soon as she entered the door, he pounced on her like a wolf. He had a mysophobia, so he threw her into the bathroom to take a bath.

This house was exchanged with her body. It was a duplex, two floors.

Other than coming to find her to sleep, he would never come here.

Her hands were injured, but when she was cleaning today, she did not wear gloves, nor did she feel any pain from her wounds.

Now, she only felt that her wound had been soaked in water.

Her resistance was really good.

He actually hadn't been infected, nor had he had a fever.

Why was Ye Er always able to enter the hospital and always make Jiang Zhao's heart ache?

Different lives, right?

Although Ye Er's father was now dead and her mother was crazy, she had a younger brother and Jiang Zhao loved her so much. Even if she made a call after ten at night, Jiang Zhao would still yell at her. She was very protective. It was as if Ye Er was the only woman in the entire world who would get pregnant.

Was she amazing?

He wanted to make a phone call to talk to Ye Er, but he realized that he could not say it. She was pregnant. Why did she call to talk about this? The crying made the pregnant woman in a bad mood. At that time, Jiang Zhao would snatch the phone and shout.

Xiaoya felt that she was about to suffocate.

It seemed that there was a bomb in her body, but she kept her mouth shut, covered her ears, closed her eyes, and held her breath. Her seven apertures were closed, and the bomb had been stuck in her body, exploding until all her internal organs were rotten.

Xiaoya flipped over and over on the sofa as if she had gone crazy. She grabbed her hair and bit until her lips began to bleed. When she cried, the empty room that she had cleaned up earlier began to have echoes. It was as if there were vengeful souls in this room, and anyone who smelled it would shed tears.

"Zhuang Yichen! You scum! Scum! Ah ~!"

She cried for a long time before stopping. She wanted to go out for a walk, but she couldn't stand up. Her whole body was powerless.

After thinking about it, she didn't dare to go out. When she walked to the corridor, she would think about where he had walked past this building.

A place with memories. It was really terrifying, as if it was surrounded by wandering ghosts.

Xiaoya finally made a phone call. Although she knew it was very late, she still made a phone call.

The phone was a random ringtone. After a while, she picked it up. "Boss Qiu, it's so late. Why didn't you study how to have children with your son-in-law? Why did you call me?"

Xiaoya sighed. This was her mother. "Mrs. Qiu, I want to tell you something. "

"Huh?"

"Mom. "

Qiu's mother heard that the voice was not right. "Boss, did Zhuang Yichen bully you?"

"Mom, I want to ask you, have you always wanted me to marry a rich man? As long as that person is rich, how can I marry him?" Xiaoya looked at the ceiling and her tears fell again.

"Of course it's good to have money. If he has money, he can do anything. "

"Is it better to be rich than to be happy?"

"If you have money, you have happiness. Don't you understand? Look at your life now. How many people are jealous of you?"

"Mom, let me tell you, you are not allowed to cause trouble, you are not allowed to find people to judge, you are not allowed to scold me, and you are not allowed to tell anyone. " Xiaoya sobbed.

Qiu's mother was not lightly frightened. In Xiaoya's life, she rarely called her mother "mother. " She usually called her "Mrs. Qiu. " "What is it?"

" Promise me. "

". . . 'I promise you!'"

"Mom, I'm divorced. Zhuang Yichen gave me a check and a lot of money. Is there happiness when you have money? I'll give you the check. Mom, don't say anything. Listen to me. . . You don't want me to die for a man, do you? Then you must not look for him. Don't look like you've been bullied and come to him to settle accounts. Don't feel like he owes me and go find him to settle accounts, Mom. Okay? He doesn't owe me anything. . . "

Qiu's mother was silent for a long time and said firmly, "I can't do it!"

"Then you go and find him. Then, I will jump down from upstairs!"

"Qiu Xiaoya!"

"[Mom, save some face for me. ] I didn't say anything, including shallow words. The reason I told you. . . Mom, it's because I don't know who I should be leaning into right now. Mom, I want to leave Haicheng. Help me, I can't stay any longer. I can't stay for another minute. I want to leave quietly. But I can't tell anyone, I have to tell you. . . I'm afraid that you will come looking for me. . . "

Xiaoya did not know whether this was right or wrong. She only knew that she had already put down all the face she could put down. She did not want anyone to look for Zhuang Yichen again.

She knew her mother's character very well.

If Kang Yiyun hadn't disappeared that year, her mother would definitely have used a knife to cut someone. She wasn't twenty years old. Not every age had experienced love. She would have died for him.

She also did not have the courage to die for him every time.

She was becoming more and more realistic, but everything was going through a cycle like this.

Xiaoya raised her hand into the air and looked at her palm. Those mottled wounds were not swollen at all.

She wanted to see her palm print clearly. But she could not see clearly. The palm print had been blocked by the wound.

She thought, was it because her own palm print was different from Ye Er's and Xia Qian's? That was why fate had so many misfortune. . .

Zhuang Yichen did not take half a step away from Xin Mann. He did not even look at Xiaoya when she left.

He left the company's matters to Lee Yong to handle. After discussing and deciding on the major matters, he would deal with them later.

The maids kept changing shifts to serve Xin Mann.

Zhuang Yichen saw that Xin Mann had fallen asleep. He walked around the room a few times and was somewhat anxious. He saw Xin Mann sleeping motionlessly and took out a cigarette. He lit it up in annoyance and took a few deep breaths. "Didn't the doctor say when this injury would recover?"2

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