The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 1 This Cinderella is very low-key (1)
In Sun Jiajun's life, she has always wanted what she has. The family has money, and she is just a child. Grandpa loves her, and mom and dad don't like her. Although she is pretty, she is just young , All mistakes can be pushed at a young age. Sun Jiajun's friends are all children of rich families. Those who can be friends with her are those who can fly to the United States today and Switzerland the day after tomorrow. But everything is until she is eight years old. There has been a change.

The voices of the people in the room trembled, and they shouted very sharply: "Your daughter? When did you have a daughter? You are outside..."

The man's voice was also a little helpless. He only told his wife after he brought him back. He was thinking about how to say this all the way. What he was afraid of was that his wife would not understand: "Her mother is dead now, she didn't The place has gone, can you just let her live at home and treat her as a servant..."

"My family has extra food and I won't give it to the dog? I'll raise your illegitimate daughter? Let me tell you, no, this is my family. I only have one daughter, Sun Jiajun. No one else wants to share the family property with my daughter. Get out of her, and you too." The woman shouted at the man angrily.

"You...you just take pity on her. Don't you often support those children who can't afford to go to school? You treat her as one of those children."

There was already impatience in the man's tone. At first he didn't want to really bring it back, but the child's eyes, he is still alone, and that is his daughter. Although he doesn't like it, he can't ignore it. His wife's current attitude made him determined to take the child into the house.

"Bah, she has no home, you won't send her to an orphanage?"

The woman pointed to the helpless little girl at the door and said, her face became a little hideous, the men and women in the room began to fight, she was crying, but no one could see her, she knelt and hugged the woman's leg, but in the During the quarrel, the woman knocked off the vase on the table and hit the girl on the head, bleeding all over the place.

"I don't want it, you tell her to get out, what is she? This is my home, I don't have a younger sister..." Sun Jiajun shouted loudly at his father, holding his head.

Dad's daughter has only her, only her, she has no sister.

The man tried to appease the eldest daughter's emotions. After all, it was the daughter who had been with him for so long. He tried to reason with her.

"Jiajun, didn't you always wish you had a younger sister? She is your younger sister now, you can play with her, she was born by your mother..."

Sun Jiajun is eight years old, not eight months old, so even a fool would not believe it.

That day, Sun Jiajun grabbed Sun Jiawei's head and slammed it against the wall. Yes, she was the bully of the family.

"You're not my sister, you're not my sister, get lost..."

The man pushed Sun Jiajun aside and helped up the little girl on the ground. Sun Jiajun's eyes were red, she was pretending, she was a bad person, she suddenly ran over and pushed the little girl down the stairs. "You don't need this month's pocket money. Whether you admit it or not, she is your sister from today on. Her name is..." The man thought about it for a while and gave him a random name: "Her name is Sun Jiawei." ..."

Sun Jiajun was a little desperate. She was eight years old. Although she was naughty and domineering, the adults in her parents' house had never said harsh words to her, but today her father yelled at her because of that villain. Sun Jiajun yelled loudly at her father. Crying: "I hate you, I hate you..."

The person who rolled down the stairs tried to smile at the man, looked at the man with crescent moon eyes, and said cautiously in his tone: "She didn't push me, I fell down by myself..." The man was a little moved, and helped the girl up. When I got up, the girl yelled, and tears filled her eyes.

"Are you injured?" Looking back, his eyes were full of disappointment: "Sun Jiajun, is this how you treat yourself as a sister?"

"I said, she is not my sister, I don't have a sister..."

Accompanied by the shout, there was finally the sound of the door being slammed.

"From today onwards, your name is Sun Jiawei, and you will live here from now on. I am Dad..."

Girl, no, Sun Jiawei cried, even though she cried, she was still very sweet: "Dad..."

"Mom, she's a bastard, mom..." Sun Jiajun stomped her feet, she didn't want outsiders in her home.

In the past two days, the family has been disturbed by her, and she even used threats to prevent that Sun Jiawei from leaving, so she would not eat.

The woman's head hurts from being called by her daughter. She has been annoyed enough for the past two days, and now everyone is laughing at her outside, and she has lost all face. Sun Jiajun's constant crying made her annoyed even more, thinking of her husband last night If Sun Jiawei is not allowed to stay, her husband will divorce. Although she is angry, there is nothing she can do. She cannot divorce.

"Enough, you go up, she will be your sister from now on." The woman stood up and rubbed her temples with her fingers, no, she has to go out to relieve stress, her head hurts like hell.

"mom……"

The old lady knocked on the door twice helplessly. Since she was a child, she said that the child was not used to him, but no one listened to her. Now the retribution has come, right?

"Jiajun, Jiawei, whether you admit it or not, it's your sister. It would be nice to have one more person to play with you. Don't you always feel lonely and envious of others having brothers and sisters?"

"No, let her go, if she doesn't go, I'll die for you..."

Inside the room, Sun Jiajun gnawed on a biscuit with sparkling eyes. She didn't believe that her grandparents wouldn't drive that little orphan away. She had tried this trick before.

The old lady sighed and carried the tray to the study.

"Have you eaten yet?"

The old lady nodded and became angry.

"You just get used to her. How old is she now? She's only eight years old. She's so self-willed. After being fed like this, she might become a murderer." The old lady thought about her little granddaughter, who came from a bad background. But looking at Wen Wen's quietness and knowing how to help, one can tell who is good and who is bad at a glance.

(End of this chapter)