Young Master Lu's Sweetie

Seeing that, Tang Ning immediately spoke: "Seventh Brother, did you misunderstand something? We don't want to discriminate against you … "

Before he could finish his sentence, Yu Qi Qi impatiently interrupted him. "Shut up! Tang Ning! "

Turning back to look at Tang Ning with an ice-cold gaze, her lips curled into a sneer, "Back then, while you were friends with me, you cursed me for being brainless. I remembered it all. Oh right, you guys are always complaining about Yu Ming Zhu, I wonder if she knows about the matter of you confessing to Lu Bei Chen and taking the initiative to kiss him? "

Tang Ning's face paled, and a guilty look flashed in her eyes, making him unsure of what to say for a moment.

The guests also looked at Tang Ning with complicated and disdainful gazes, saying that Yu Qi Qi was the daughter of a murderer, and it turned out that they themselves were not good people either.

"Playing with the white lotuses for so many years, you guys aren't tired. I'm tired of watching you guys!" "With so much free time and trouble to refine your acting skills, you can even compete for the best female lead of an Oscar, bringing glory to our country."

After Yu Qi Qi finished speaking, he straightened his back and walked towards the entrance of the banquet without looking at his.

The guests did not know why, but they naturally opened up a path for her. No one stopped her, nor did they mock her.

Ruthlessness swept past Tang Ning's eyes as she looked at another woman with dissatisfaction.

She understood what Tang Ning meant, and shouted at her back: "Yu Qi Qi, your mother killed someone, and you don't feel the slightest bit of shame?"

Yu Qi Qi stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at her, and a faintly discernable smile appeared on his pale face. With a faint voice, he said, "Why should I be ashamed? It's not like I killed the person! What does it have to do with me that she killed people and the law punished her! "

That's the theory, but.

"She's your mother …" She was unwilling.

"So what?" Yu Qi Qi spoke indifferently, "She gave birth to me without holding me, without raising me for even a day, and I don't even know what she looks like. Why should I bear any responsibility for what she did wrong? Please don't be so old-fashioned. You think you live in ancient times and pay your debts! "Heh …"

With a cold laugh, she turned around and walked out of the banquet hall step by step.

Her white dress was covered with cream, chocolate, champagne, and red wine. She was clearly in a terrible state, but her back was erect, and she walked out of the dining room like a noble princess.

Many of the guests were sighing in admiration.

It was unknown who in the crowd suddenly exclaimed, "Where did all this blood come from?"

Everyone lowered their heads to look at the bloodstains on the floor and saw that it extended all the way to the entrance of the banquet hall …

This was all her blood?

"Sister Ning Ning …" A'Yue opened her mouth to speak, but stopped.

Tang Ning looked at the blood on the ground and laughed coldly.

She placed her hands on her chest like a proud queen. "Let's go."

The two women followed her out.

The waiter came to clean up the mess. The banquet atmosphere had returned, and gradually, they forgot about the little episode and continued with their elegant banquet.

When Yu Qi Qi walked out of the hotel, the lanterns were lit, but not a single one of them belonged to her.

Her clothes and her purse and cell phone were in Lu Bei Chen's car, but at the moment, she had nothing. She did not know where she should go, and only walked forward along the street.

The fist by her side gradually loosened, and the blood on her palm dripped onto the ground where she passed by.

Xia Ye's wind was refreshing, but when it brushed against Yu Qi Qi's face, she felt a bone-piercing pain, as if needles were stabbing into her skin.

With bugs in her eyes, it was itchy and painful. No matter how hard she tried to suppress it, no matter how she looked up at the stars in the night sky, she couldn't control the surging stars in the sky.

The strength in her body seemed to have been sucked out. She could no longer walk. She slowly crouched down and her emotions completely collapsed. She started to cry.

The more he cried, the louder he became. He was crying so hard that he could barely breathe.

She did not understand what she had done wrong, why she had to bear so much slander and mockery.

You think she likes to be the daughter of the Yu Family?

If she could, she would rather never be with the Yu Family, she would rather be with her own mother when she was born, and not be like this.

There was no biological mother, nor was there a Mummy with a father.

Although Yu Zhong did not say it out loud, the way he looked at her every time was as if he was saying: You are the daughter of a murderer, how can your surname match up to her?

Fang Lan Xin still doted on her, but no matter what, she couldn't return to the past. When Yu Ming Zhu returned to the Yu Family, her heart still sided towards her biological daughter.

People on the street were hurrying. No one would care about a stranger's tears. Occasionally, someone would give them a strange or curious look, but no one would stop walking.

Yu Qi Qi sniffed, stood up shakily and continued to walk forward …

Tears were dried by the wind, and then by the wind, and then by the wind again, repeated who knows how many times.

A black BMW car passed by. The man in the back suddenly said, "Stop."

The driver stepped on the brakes in time and asked in puzzlement: "Jiangquan, we haven't arrived yet."

The man unbuckled his seatbelt and said indifferently, "Wait for me here."

He opened the door and got off.

Although the driver did not know the reason, but at his command, he sat in the car and waited.

The man walked to the sidewalk and stared at the girl in front of him. Under the dim light of the street lamp, he could vaguely see her slightly loosening shoulders. She was probably crying.

Lowering his eyes, he saw that the road behind her was mottled with blood. His sword-like eyebrows creased.

She didn't go to the hospital when she was injured, but wandered the streets.

Yu Qi Qi was crying too hard, he didn't even notice that there were people following his from the back.

When she reached a small garden, she could no longer walk. She sat down on a black bench and let her tears fall.

Her clothes were damp with sweat, alcohol or tears.

The man walked to her side and sat down. Yu Qi Qi acted as if he didn't see it and continued to cry for himself.

A moment later, seeing that she had no intention of stopping, the man took out a grey handkerchief from his bosom and offered it to her.

Yu Qi Qi saw a handkerchief in his pretty hands through his tears. He turned his head to look at the man sitting beside his, and tears continued to flow from his eyes.

"Why is it you!" Yu Qi Qi sobbed in a hoarse voice, "I don't have any more money to buy a shirt, so I don't have a shirt to give you … …"

At the mention of shirts, he felt wronged for some reason. He cried even more fiercely, and he was out of breath.

The man was speechless for a few seconds. The hand holding the handkerchief took the initiative to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Your boyfriend... Married to your best friend? "

Yu Qi Qi took the handkerchief from his hand and directly wiped his nose, "Who cares! Who are you … "It's not like I know you …"