Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

Yi Ningxiu drove Su Qingqing back to the hotel. When he got out of the car, Su Qingqing put his arms around his shoulders and kissed him intimately: "What did Mo Ling take you out for?"

"It's nothing."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Su Qingqing didn't want to force him, but just touched his shoulder with her hand, and breathed like blue: "I'm free tonight..."

Yi Ningxiu has been feeling a little irritable since Mo Zuo said that, he couldn't see it on his face, but he was not in the mood to deal with Su Qingqing, so he just said calmly: "I'm going back."

It was the first time Su Qingqing was rejected by a man, but that man was Yi Ningxiu, so she could only put on a smile: "Then tomorrow..."

"I have a meeting."

"..." Su Qingqing seemed a little stunned when he robbed her of the white.

In her memory, Yi Ningxiu had never spoken to her in such a tone.

That indifferent and impatient tone...

"Then wait until you're free." She quickly put on a smile, let go of her hand, and saw that Yi Ningxiu got into the car without looking back, and left.

She stared at the man's sports car, and slowly clenched her lips.

Yi Ningxiu...

It's getting more and more wrong.

Why is it?

Is it really because of Su Qianqian?

Inexplicably, she, who had been holding the winning ticket all along, felt panicked.

Things seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable direction. What happened during her absence?

Yi Ningxiu returned to Yi's house, the maid came up and took away his coat, and wanted to help untie his tie, but the man pushed her hand away.

His expression was a bit cold, and the maid didn't dare to do anything more. The man's figure quickly disappeared on the stairs, and the maids looked at each other——their young master, did he eat explosives today?

Yi Ningxiu pushed open the bedroom door, and the room was empty without anyone.

He frowned, and opened the bathroom door again—there was no one there either.

He looked up at the clock - the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock, Su Qianqian did not come back.

After he realized this reality, the irritability in his heart had reached its peak, and even taking a cold shower could not eliminate that feeling of irritability.

That night, he had a dream.

……

It was a rainy day, Su Qianqian sat on the ground and cried.

She just tripped over the thin wire that Mo Zuo and Mo Ling were holding up, the books in her schoolbag were scattered all over the floor, her hands were scratched, and she was dirty, looking more like a mud monkey.

At that time, Mo Ling and Mo Ling were still brats, and suddenly there was an unattractive peer in their circle who didn't fit in with them, who bullied her in different ways.

Seeing that their prank was successful, Mo Ling and Mo Zuo put their shoulders together and laughed wildly at each other.

The people walking around were all students. Seeing Su Qianqian fell to the ground, no one came to help him. The security guard saw that it was the two young masters of the Mo family who were bullying him, so he didn't dare to do anything.

What was he doing at that time?

Yi Ningxiu saw himself walking out of the school gate holding an umbrella, and beside him was Su Qingqing in school uniform, walking past Su Qianqian coldly, without even giving her a hand out of the corner of his eye.

Even Su Qingqing didn't seem to realize that the person who fell on the ground was her sister, and walked away talking and laughing with him.

The dirty Su Qianqian was abandoned by the two of them, crying alone.

.........

He woke up with an indescribable anxiety in his chest.

He looked at the hands—twenty-five three.

Su Qianqian didn't return all night.