Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

She is wearing a white dress today, with long fluttering hair, sitting dignifiedly next to Mrs. Yi, with the unique elegance of a music student, just sitting there, just like the person in the painting.

Mrs. Yi beckoned her over: "Qianqian, Qingqing is back, you haven't seen each other for a year, right? Come here and talk for a while."

Su Qianqian tightened her collar. When she just took a shower, she saw that Yi Ningxiu had bitten the skin on several places on her neck. That man looked like a nobleman, but he was very rough in bed. I really don't know how those cute female stars and models tolerate him...

She walked over with a smile, sat next to Mrs. Yi, and said, "Mom, Qingqing and I met yesterday."

After hearing what she said, Madam Yi turned her head and patted Su Qingqing on the head, complaining in her tone: "It's been so long since I've been back, why didn't I come back to see my mother? I've always cared about you!"

"Qingqing is busy with work, so there is nothing I can do about it." Su Qianqian comforted beside her.

"I'm a little free today, so I came here, but there is an interview tomorrow morning, so I can't stay at home." Su Qingqing followed Su Qianqian's words.

"Qingqing, you can live here too. Uncle Lin can ask the driver to take you there tomorrow."

"My assistants are all in the hotel, so it's too troublesome to go back and forth." Su Qingqing said with a smile, "I'll be free next month. I just came back now. The programs and interviews arranged in China are already full, so I can't get away. Mom, wait I'm free, can I spend more time with you?"

Mrs. Yi sighed, held her hand and chattered for a long time, saying that she had lost weight, and then worried that she would be cold, so she asked Uncle Lin to buy some fur coats from a luxury store and asked her for pocket money The money is not enough, so ask her for it.

She talked a lot in bits and pieces, but in the end, she completely forgot about Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian leaned on the sofa, looking at Mrs. Yi and Su Qingqing happily and happily, and Mrs. Yi's graceful and luxurious face had already smiled at this moment. Kind, but that kind of kindness has always been separated by a distance, letting her know that she is an adopted daughter.

But Su Qingqing was different.

Mrs. Yi really loves her as her own daughter.

Maybe she was envious and jealous when she was a child, why the two people who came in at the same time received completely different treatment, but if this situation continued, she also recognized it.

Su Qingqing was born noble, but Su Qianqian was born lowly into the dirt...

Is it really like this?

She thought of when she was very young, when her parents were still there, and the family was poor, her mother would make some gadgets and take her out to sell. It was freezing cold, and when she was six or seven years old, she was led by her mother on the street. Set up a stall, while Su Qingqing played the piano at home.

Everyone said that Qingqing was a natural musician and was born to learn music, so her parents saved money and saved tens of thousands to buy a good piano. She only needs to practice for a week to pop out.

Maybe it's true, the two of them were born different.

This is fate.

She was a little lost in interest, seeing Mrs. Yi and Su Qingqing talking lively, she was about to get up and want to leave, but before she could stand up, Yi Ningxiu came in from the door and called Mrs. Yi: "Mom."