Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 27 The Way Out (1)
In the previous life, Ning Qing's mother was a world-famous ballet dancer, and her father was a rich man.

Mom has devoted herself to her ballet career for more than 30 years, but what makes her most proud is not the numerous trophies and awards, but a student she brought out.But in the end, her student climbed into her husband's bed!

My mother didn't divorce angrily, because she knew that divorce was to give way to that mistress, to let that bitch get his way.

Her character became distorted and violent, and Ning Qing felt the deepest about this as her daughter.

She no longer loved Ning Qing, and forced Ning Qing to learn ballet. Ning Qing's tears flowed to her heart, and her only happiness was a dessert every day.

Ning Qing was finally admitted to the world's top ballet academy when she was 16 years old. Even her mother and the junior had never been admitted to this academy.

Mom felt proud and happy because of this, she felt that she had defeated the little three.

Because of this, father asked mother and Ning Qing to come out to talk. Mother thought that father had changed his mind and was very happy, but she never expected that the content of the conversation was to ask Ning Qing to give up her degree and give it to Xiaosan's sister.

It turns out that father and Xiaosan's sister are having an affair!
At that moment, mother went crazy, picked up the fruit knife and stabbed father in the stomach, hurt Xiaosan again, hugged Ning Qing, dragged Xiaosan and father to fall down the building together.

Ning Qing complained about her mother, but she couldn't hate her. Death, on the contrary, was a kind of relief.

The most fortunate thing is that in such a distorted environment, Ning Qing did not grow crooked.

She didn't believe that in her previous life she was trapped by her parents for a lifetime, and in this life she will be trapped by someone who she hates the most.

Ning Qing thought again of the arrogance he threw at anything outside of a good relationship, and remembered yesterday, he knew what it meant for her to leave, but he did it like that!This is undoubtedly forcing her to be a concubine!

Anger and unwillingness rose in my heart, Song Zhuo, is it true that I, Ning Qing, really only deserve to be your concubine?No, I will let you know that I, Ning Qing, am qualified to be your first wife!
Since there is no way back, she can only move forward!If it fails, she can at least die!
"My lord, you can't go in!" Huiping's exclamation sounded from outside.

But it was obviously useless. After a while, the bead curtain shook, and a slender and luxurious figure walked in slowly.

Ning Qing shrank back into the bed, but her eyes were unceremoniously looking at the man who came slowly. He was elegant and dignified, with a natural demeanor and a clean appearance.

He sat down on the bed and looked at her sideways with a cold expression.

Ning Qing's whole body was huddled under the quilt, and under the dim light, only a pair of sparkling eyes remained, sparkling and clear, staring at him with probing and vigilance. look.

Such eyes are really amazing.

Song Zhuo had never been so rude to the point where he could even be said to look at him presumptuously. The strange thing was that he didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of strangeness.

He felt that the girl in front of him was like a precious newborn kitten, coquettish, cute, squeamish, with little sharp claws.

He wanted to put her on his lap, cut off her pointed nails one by one, and smooth her hair.

Looking at such a cute and delicate little person, no matter how much annoyance he had before, it disappeared invisible.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked softly.

"En." Ning Qing's watery eyes rolled, and the waves shone brightly, touching people's minds.

Song Zhuo couldn't help but pull the soft panty she was climbing on the quilt, her hand was hot for a while, and she couldn't help frowning, but thinking of the person on the bed, she held back and didn't scold her.

(End of this chapter)