Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Finally, Yang Cuihua looked at the pair of black high-heeled shoes parked in front of her. She stopped sweeping the floor.

Look up. Yang Cuihua's muddy eyes looked at the woman who came down from the sports car. She is exquisitely dressed. A woman who behaves in a footroom is not an ordinary family at first sight.

Liang Luobing held his chest in both hands and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "hello. Su Qing's mother?"

"Who are you? What can I do for you?" Yang Cuihua looked at her blankly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I think you have the right to know the truth. Your daughter died... It's terrible." finally, Liang Luobing's bright red lips were directly close to Yang Cuihua's ears.

Liang Luobing shook his head and looked sorry for Yang Cuihua.

"Qingqing died in the fire. She wanted to die herself. It's all my fault. She didn't give her a rich family. It's all me..."

When Yang Cuihua saw Liang Luobing's action, tears suddenly flowed down.

It's because the family conditions are too poor to give Su Qing the life she wants. The police also told her that Su Qing wanted to die with all her heart.

Liang Luobing shook his head and looked at Yang Cuihua with an expression that you were still too naive: "however, this is not the case. Don't you want to know the truth about the death of your own daughter? The murderer is still at large. Poor Su Qing is still cold."

Liang Luobing paused. The tone was ethereal: "you don't know how well joshing is now!"

Yang Cuihua was excited when she heard Qiao Xin's name. She came forward and grabbed Liang Luobing's sleeve: "what do you know? How did Qingqing die. My poor Qingqing."

Yang Cuihua cried. The loud passers-by glanced one after another.

Liang Luobing looked at Yang Cuihua's rough hand and pinched her clothes. She frowned with disapproval.

This coat is a limited edition. She took the sunglasses in her hand and pushed Yang Cuihua's hand away.

She came to Yang Cuihua to take advantage of her. Not to make friends with her. Occasionally passers-by will focus on them, and Liang Luobing looks at them on guard.

I'm looking for Yang Cuihua this time. Liang Luobing came alone. She didn't dare let anyone know. Especially banquet night!

"Auntie, the truth will be revealed one day. Your adopted daughter joxin is really a good idea. This is not a good place to talk. I'll wait for you in the coffee shop on the street."

Liang Luobing left with a successful smile.

As long as Yang Cuihua took the bait, things were half successful. Things have gone better than she expected.

Josin, josin, it seems that your adoptive mother won't believe you!

You are really, always annoying!

Liang Luobing left, leaving only Yang Cuihua standing in the street and muttering, "what's the matter with Qiao Xin? Qiao Xin and Su Qing..."

The young girl walked by Yang Cuihua: "Mom, that mother-in-law looks terrible!"

The mother who led her daughter covered her daughter's eyes, looked curiously at Yang Cuihua, who looked terrible, and walked quickly.

"Good, let's not look at her. Let's go quickly!"

……

When Yang Cuihua came to the coffee shop, Liang Luobing was smiling at her with coffee, with a bright light in her eyes.

There are two cups of coffee on the table. Yang Cuihua's muddy eyes are dark. She sits opposite Liang Luobing with an expression.

Liang Luobing's bright eyes made Yang Cuihua feel uncomfortable.