Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"My mother is too much, sister Xin Xin, do you hate her?" Qiao yuan's tone was a little cautious, for fear that Qiao Xin would say a word of hate.

Josin was silent for a long time. Since I learned about it in the hospital. She hasn't considered this question carefully. Does she hate Yang Cuihua?

"I can't say I hate you. Anyway, my feelings for your mother are... Unspeakable."

After a pause, josin couldn't clear her mood now.

Qiao Xin doesn't want to use the word hate to simply summarize her feelings for Yang Cuihua.

Yang Cuihua is bad. She adopted her from the orphanage. She was so big that she didn't starve to death.

Say she's not bad. However, Yang Cuihua is selfish and maliciously encroaches on other people's lives, which changes the lives of her and Su Qing.

For josin. In any case, Yang Cuihua's adoptive mother is not competent, and her kindness to Qiao Xin is just a bowl of rice.

Things have developed so far. In addition to Yang Cuihua shouting in the hospital and asking Qiao Xin to save Su Qing. Qiao Xin never met Yang Cuihua again.

She was thinking that maybe Yang Cuihua would say sorry to her.

After all, she is the culprit. The resources of the Su family have trained Su Qing for so many years. And she is the real daughter of the Su family. But he lives a life of serving Yang Cuihua. Like a unpaid nanny.

As a result, up to now, Yang Cuihua seems to have nothing happened, saying nothing and doing nothing.

Joshin shook his head. A self mocking smile arose from the corners of her mouth. As a result, she thought more.

Did Yang Cuihua ever care about the feelings of her adopted daughter?

Only when she can be used. Will shout: Qiao Xin, you go and save Su Qing!

"Sister Xin, I understand your feelings, but my mother and I are two independent individuals. Even if you hate her, can you still regard me as your favorite brother? You know I like you most."

The young man's voice was clean and clear, with careful flattery.

Josin lost her smile. She could tell the difference.

"Xiaoyuan, I will not transfer the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation to our generation. No matter what happens, as long as you are willing to be my brother, I will always be your sister."

Yang Cuihua is Yang Cuihua and Qiao yuan is Qiao yuan.

Even if you hate Wu and Wu, it's Yang Cuihua and Su Qing. Qiao yuan's brother, Qiao Xin, never wanted to hurt him.

As soon as I hung up the phone, Yan Siye's number was dialed directly.

"Wake up? Remember to heat up the food on the table before eating. Mrs. Wang won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

His voice was gentle and his tone was gentle. His mood seemed good.

There was still some smile in the cold voice of the banquet secretary. He was infected by his good mood, and josin also recalled the corners of his mouth.

"I've eaten it. The steamed stuffed bun is not delicious when it's just baked. It's best when it's steaming."

From last night to noon today, josin felt so hungry that he could eat a cow.

The breakfast was heated in a microwave oven. It is worthy of a century old brand. The breakfast of Wang Ji's family is very delicious even if it is reheated.

"Can you get up in the morning? Why don't I take you to the store tomorrow?"

The banquet secretary is spoiled by night's smile. Holding his mobile phone, his eyebrows and eyes are smiling.

She was really tired last night, and so was this morning.