You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 144 Hate
Even the small spoon Wen Qinger uses to eat soup is made of jade. Wen Wener is led by her twin brother Wen Yishuo. Looking at Wen Qinger who is so charming and pampered, the seeds of jealousy are quietly planted, taking root, sprouting, and growing up. Become today's giant tree in the sky.

Why can Wen Qinger be rich and well-fed? It is only natural that she leans in the arms of her parents and acts like a baby. Grandmother also likes Wen Qinger the most. It seems that there is no one who does not like Wen Qinger .

But what about her?
It seems that it is born to be disgusting, and it is born with the seeds of hatred!

She worked hard to endorse the book, just for a word of praise from her father, she copied Buddhist scriptures every day, but it was just for the smile of her grandmother, and her mother screamed in front of Lin every day, just to make Lin feel like hugging a gentle child. , hug her, and praise her for being obedient.

Her aunt would not hug her, and only pretended to be a loving mother when her father came.

Auntie's arms are not warm.

When her father didn't come, my aunt pinched her and scolded her, picking out the hidden and delicate places, and she was not allowed to cry or tell her father.

In order to lure her father to Luoxueyuan, counting nine cold days, the aunt stripped her to only her single clothes and drove her out of the house.

Half of her body was buried in the cold snow, and she leaned against the corner of the three-sided windy wall. The brother who loved her the most was not there, and the nanny went to nowhere. In the whole yard, there was only a small group of huddled tender children.

Gradually Wen Rou didn't feel the cold anymore, her fair skin turned blue and her eyes blurred.

She began to feel a little light, just like the snowflakes flying all over the sky, colorless, odorless and rootless, she became one of the thousands of flowers in the sky, with no one to care about or pity.

She seemed to hear Wen Qing'er laughing like silver bells from afar, presumably she was wrapped in a thick mink fur and playing in the snow carefree, mother should also be holding the hand stove and protecting Wen Qing'er carefully behind her, I'm afraid that if she touches it, her hands will freeze.

She also wants such a mother, just a little love, as long as her aunt has one out of ten mothers, she is small, so she asks for less.

When I woke up again, it was my aunt's crying face. It was so beautiful when my aunt cried, just like the clusters of peach blossoms on the tall branches in my mother's Chunhui Garden, delicate, weak, and full of high spirits.

The father also came, frowning, and put his broad palm on his forehead, which was cool and moist, and drew the gentle son closer, greedy and occupying the short-lived father's love.

From then on Wenrou'er knew that Wen Qing'er could get it easily, but her Wenrou'er couldn't ask for it, so she had to fight for it!Go grab it!Just snatch what Wen Qinger has, don't be soft-hearted, don't have to be scruples, only what you grab is real.

Aunt?

What is Aunt May?
Why be filial if your mother is not kind!As long as one's own benefits are obtained, anyone can take advantage of them!Everyone is their own stepping stone!

She is gentle and hateful!Jealousy!Resentment!Why is God so unfair, why does Wen Qing'er have to be her sister when she insists on having such a mother.

Everything she received was bestowed by her aunt, if she gains power, her own mother will be the first to take revenge!
As she grew up, Aunt Mei also restrained herself, maybe because she was afraid that her daughter would grow up and it was time to remember things, or maybe she felt that her master was unreliable, and now she wanted to rely on her children for some benefits, so she would give tenderness to her from time to time. It's a pity that the gentle son who has grown up no longer needs Aunt Mei's disgusting maternal love.

Concubine Mei is poisonous, she is more poisonous than Concubine Mei, and Concubine Mei is more calculating than Concubine Mei. Both mother and daughter are unwilling to suffer a little bit. You are not like mother and daughter when you come and go. The enemy will have more revenge.

(End of this chapter)