Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

"Qingqing, this is the family bracelet that your grandmother gave me when my mother got married. Now my mother is giving it to you. I hope that you will be able to wear it and get married in a glorious manner." Mrs. Yi's gentle and loving voice, from Not far away passed over.

Su Qianqian's bedroom is on the opposite side. To go back, she must go through Mrs. Yi's door. The door is open now. If she walks over, she must go through Mrs. Yi's door.

She stopped slowly, and she heard Su Qingqing's soft voice coming from the room: "Mom, this thing is too expensive, I can't accept it."

"Stupid child, I treat you as my own child, what else can't be said between mother and daughter?"

Mrs. Yi put the bracelet on her, looked at Su Qingqing with satisfaction, and said in a more loving tone: "Qingqing, you are now back, you don't even know how much mom misses you after you leave, oh..."

"Isn't there still a sister? With her here, how can Mom be lonely?"

"Why is Qianqian like you? She...she is very good, but compared to you, I still love you a little bit." Mrs. Yi's voice sighed, "Mom just hopes that you can live well in the future, don't No matter how much you run around, you don’t even know how worried Mom is when you went to America this year.”

Su Qianqian leaned against the wall, her smile was a little weak.

She knew that Mrs. Yi didn't have deep feelings for her, but she would still be sad when she really heard her say it out.

She was in Yi's house, maybe she was just a dispensable person, she sometimes went on the news, and she went there for a month or two, but she didn't hear Mrs. Yi worry about her.

Some things cannot stand comparison.

If she didn't compare herself with Su Qingqing, she wouldn't feel how pitiful she was.

The person my husband loves is her, and my adoptive mother also loves her. She is the little princess of the Yi family, and her relatives and friends are all proud of her. Only she, Su Qianqian... only her, Su Qianqian, is nothing... …

She was a little sad, and sighed softly. She turned around and wanted to leave, but she heard Mrs. Yi say inside: "Qingqing, mom knows about the matter between you and Ning Xiu, but after all, the young mistress hand-picked by grandpa is Qianqian, Don't worry, when grandpa dies, the seat of Young Master Yi must be yours too."

At that moment, the incomparable coolness spread from the fingers to the heart, Su Qianqian seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water head-on, and her whole body was frozen stiff.

Her steps froze, she was trembling all over, she clenched her fingers hard, feeling that she couldn't listen anymore, look, what are these words, what are these words!

She Su Qianqian, does Su Qianqian count as nothing?Nothing! ?

Walking back stiffly, she finally couldn't hold on at the corner, and leaned on the wall to inhale with difficulty.

Everyone regards her as a clown, bastard, she was so happy to marry Yi Ningxiu back then, how many pairs of eyes are there in this world, waiting to see Su Qianqian's jokes? !

Knowing that... knowing that Yi Ningxiu and Su Qingqing... they, they...

She forced herself not to think about it, but she was still trembling all over. The terrible heart disease came again, and she was so painful that she could hardly breathe. She bit her fingers hard until she tasted the smell of blood in her mouth. wake up.

"Miss?"

Lin Bo came up from the stairs and saw Su Qianqian leaning against the wall, looking at her suspiciously.

She quickly put down her finger, licked the blood on her lips, and smiled at him: "I'm going back to my room, Lin Bo. Mom is talking to Qingqing in the room, you can find him later."