I became the sweetheart of the mortal enemy

Chapter 165 She Don't Cry, She Has To Be Strong.

Pedestrians passing by looked at her one after another, and some kind-hearted people came over to ask her what was wrong and if she needed help.

Jiang Qiao gradually recovered, and said to the man softly, "I'm fine, thank you."

Her voice was hoarse, as if she was trying to restrain some emotion.

...

Jiang Qiao didn't know how he got home, as if he walked all the way back.

It was already dark when I got home, and Aunt Li was preparing dinner, when she suddenly saw Jiang Qiao walking in from the door in a mess, with a few snowflakes on her coat and hair, she was shocked.

"Young Madam, where have you been? Why are you soaked through?!"

The fireplace in the living room was burning, and the room was warm. Aunt Li stepped forward to help Jiang Qiao take off his soaked coat.

"I'm going to help you fill the bath water now. You sit down for a while, and take a good bath later to keep out the cold."

Aunt Li was very worried about Jiang Qiao, so she hurriedly put in the hot water. After a few minutes, she went downstairs and called Jiang Qiao: "The hot water has been put in, you should go take a dip!"

Before Aunt Li went upstairs, Jiang Qiao was still in a daze, but she went upstairs and put hot water on it for a while, and when she came down again, Jiang Qiao didn't look as lost as before, as if nothing happened The look is very relaxed.

Aunt Li asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Qiao smiled at Aunt Li: "I'm fine, don't worry, go get busy."

After repeatedly confirming that Jiang Qiao was fine, Aunt Li responded and went into the kitchen.

When Jiang Qiao turned and went upstairs, the smile on his face immediately collapsed.

She has something to do, but she doesn't want Aunt Li to know, because Aunt Li will definitely tell Mrs. Fu when she finds out.In such a cold day, she didn't want Mrs. Fu to make a special trip because she was worried about her.

After taking a hot bath, her body was not as cold as when she first came back. Jiang Qiao put on home clothes and went downstairs to have dinner with Aunt Li and several other servants who have been taking care of her daily life here.

In the past, when Fu Jingxing was on a business trip, she would let these servants eat with her, which was more lively.

Jiang Qiao didn't have much appetite, but he managed to eat a little.

After a peaceful dinner, she went back to her room alone to rest.

Aunt Li saw that Jiang Qiao was a little uncomfortable today, so she made a bowl of ginger tea and sent it up. After watching Jiang Qiao drink it, she went downstairs with the bowl.

At eleven o'clock at night, the cold wind was blowing outside, but Jiang Qiao couldn't fall asleep.

At this time, she needs wine.

Almost without thinking about it, Jiang Qiao got up and went downstairs to the wine cellar, picked a few bottles of good red wine and returned to the room, sat on the soft carpet by the French windows and drank while admiring the snowy scenery.

In fact, drinking alone is not very interesting, but at this moment, she is like a robot, repeating the action of pouring and drinking.

The stories I heard from Fang Manyong today, as well as the scenes I witnessed at the milk tea shop, started to replay in Jiang Qiao's mind frame by frame in the silence of midnight.

Jiang Qiao felt abandoned by the world.

She sniffled, feeling a little sour at the tip of her nose, and her eyes were starting to pantothenic.

The sound of wind and snow outside seemed to be crying for her.

But she doesn't cry, even if she is hiding in the room by herself, don't cry.

She has to be strong.

(End of this chapter)