The real daughter was kicked out, the wealthy boss pinched her waist and spoiled her

Chapter 17 17 Ill-fitting shoes, meet again

The distance from the balcony was only more than ten meters, Qing Yue could clearly see Xiu Yuan nodding towards her.

He was wearing a formal shirt and trousers. Standing under the dim light of the balcony, he gave people a deep sense of abstinence. His upright posture made people feel regular and relaxed.

Xiu Yuan stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, he just went out to have a meal with his business partner, and took a phone call halfway to smoke a cigarette, but he didn't expect to see such a dramatic scene.

When he saw the little girl being bullied or even taken advantage of, Xiu Yuan was ready to ask for help, but Xiu Yuan never expected that this time the little girl's behavior was even more violent.

Seeing the little girl's unhesitating knee-jerk, Xiu Yuan, a man, couldn't help but sweat for that man, and wondered if the man's lifeline could still be used.

However, Xiu Yuan admired Qing Yue's attitude very much. Compared with crying and crying in the face of bullying, he felt that Qing Yue's performance was stronger, and it also made Xiu Yuan feel more vivid.

If it is said that most people in this world are black and white in Xiu Yuan's eyes, then Qing Yue just because of these few encounters, let Xiu Yuan feel that Qing Yue is colorful, even strong red, It is hot and scorching, making people want to get close, like moths going to a fire.

Qing Yue smiled awkwardly, quickly pushed open the balcony door and left, touched her hot cheek, feeling that she was humiliated in front of Xiu Yuan every time.

When Yang Jia saw Qing Yue coming out safe and sound, she looked puzzled, but at this moment Qing Yue just gave Yang Jia a forced smile, turned and entered the banquet hall.

The banquet was coming to an end, Qing Yue stood beside her father, smiling, and accompanied her father to see off every guest.

When everything was over, Lin Mo glanced at the stunningly beautiful daughter beside him, and praised in a rare way, "You did a great job today!"

Qing Yue just smiled. She didn't know whether her father's praise was because she really behaved well, or because her beauty would bring benefits to the Lin family.

As soon as the compliment was finished, Lin Mo impatiently walked towards the parking lot, "Xiaoyu is still in the hospital, as a sister, you should go and see her!"

Even though Lin Mo didn't go to the hospital immediately, he still remembered his adopted daughter in his heart.

"I won't go!" Qing Yue stopped, her heel hurt badly, and she didn't want to go to the hospital and pretend to care about each other with Lin Yu.

Lin Mo glanced at the daughter standing in the green dress, like an elf in the forest, she still didn't insist, "That's okay! I'll let the driver pick you up soon! Yueyue, you and Xiaoyu are both my daughters." , don't get angry with Xiaoyu!"

After finishing speaking, before Qing Yue could respond, Lin Mo had already left.

Qing Yue watched her father leave expressionlessly, and kept saying that she was his daughter, but he never noticed that her foot was injured, but he wanted to see Lin Yu who pretended to be unconscious. It's hard to ignore.

He didn't even think about sending Qingyue home first, but left Qingyue in thin clothes at the hotel entrance.

Fortunately, Qing Yue is not at the age of a child. She is glad that she was not found by the Lin family when she was a child. At that time, she longed for her parents. If she was treated differently, she might be wronged to death, and she would even cry and ask.

But now Qingyue is 23 years old, she will not be hysterical because of this matter, she really longs for family affection, but after seeing the weakness of family affection, she can quickly withdraw.

Now that Qingyue regards her status as the daughter of the Lin family as a job, a job that can be exchanged for her grandmother's medical expenses, it seems that there is nothing difficult to accept when she thinks about it this way.

Even though it is already early summer, the night is still a bit chilly.

Qing Yue went to a row of chairs at the entrance of the hotel and sat down. Regardless of the cold, she took off the pair of high-heeled shoes on her feet. At this time, the heels of the high-heeled shoes were covered with red blood.

Qing Yue lowered her head and glanced, the position of her heel had long been ground to a bloody mess, and it looked quite serious.

Just as Qingyue was moving her sore and painful feet, a figure blocked the light, and a slender shadow covered Qingyue's body, waiting for Qingyue to raise her head.

In front of him was a strong and generous palm, in the palm of which was a neatly stacked plaid handkerchief.

"Hold it!" The magnetic voice couldn't hear the concern, but the action was so heart-warming.

Qing Yue looked at Xiu Yuan who appeared suddenly, said thank you, took the handkerchief, and laughed at herself, "It seems that every time I see Mr. Xiu, I feel embarrassed!"

The handkerchief carried an extremely clean and cold breath. Qing Yue took the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood behind his heels. Even though Qing Yue frowned in pain, she still didn't make any cry of pain.

Xiu Yuan stood there, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at the little girl in front of him.

Actually, at Qing Yue's age, she couldn't be called a little girl, but Xiu Yuan was much older than Qing Yue, looking at the small and exquisite Qing Yue, she always felt that she was still a little girl in her mind.

He watched Qing Yue hold the handkerchief and press and wipe the wound on his heel without hesitation. The action was not gentle, and it hurt at first sight, but she gritted her teeth from the beginning to the end.

Xiuyuan thought of his sister at home, even if there was a wound, she would yell to let the whole world know, and the whole family even asked for their care.

The pampering her sister received was in stark contrast to the poor little girl in front of her, making Xiu Yuan feel that Qing Yue was just like a stray cat on the road.

"Go to the hospital to deal with it!" Xiu Yuan said, and he couldn't help but hold Qing Yue's arm, pulling Qing Yue up from the chair.

Qing Yue held a handkerchief in one hand, and stared at Xiu Yuan with a surprised expression on her bare feet.

But Xiuyuan didn't give Qingyue a chance to refuse, and asked, "Can I go?"

With Qingyue's nod, he took Qingyue's arm and boarded the limited luxury car in the world.

"My shoes!" Qing Yue couldn't help muttering as she looked at the high-heeled shoes lying alone beside the chair.

"There's no need to keep shoes that don't fit your feet!" Qing Yue said, and Chang Bo, who was driving, had already started the car.

His actions are so strong and domineering, yet they don't make people feel any uncomfortable. This may be Xiuyuan's charm.

　Why write a novel, because there is a reunited love in the novel
　　
　
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