Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 170: Twelfth bowl of soup (9)

Qing Huan was stunned by his yelling. After a while, he took two steps slowly, looked back at him, and asked, "I'm leaving now?"

"……roll!"

Her little face was aggrieved. When she came, she only brought a small amount of books. So she went into the study and packed them. They were no more than a cardboard box. She hugged her in her arms. She was aggrieved and rubbed against the door. I stepped out of the living room and said back again: "I really want to go?"

"hurry up!"

Ji Zun was very annoyed. If she wanted her to ask him again, if he asked again, his injured self-esteem would be able to go down a step, as long as she asked again...

Qing Huan stood there, bowed her head, and left without looking back for a long while.

Ji Zun stood there for a long time without hearing a sound, and when he turned his head, there was nothing there. He was so angry that he walked over and kicked the door, "Walk! Go! Go far! Go!" But when he bowed his head, there were two small water stains on the light-colored wool carpet. Is that girl crying?

Qinghuan shed tears and left without saying a word. When she left, Ji Zun had to beg her to come back. Unexpectedly, when she returned to the small apartment she rented, she saw Wan Yingying leading her at the door. Seeing Qing Huan coming, Wan Yingying first glanced back, but did not see Ji Zun, and then saw Qing Huan holding a box, and immediately gloated: "Why, I was bored by Mr. Ji?"

Qing Huan ignored her, looking for the key to open the door. Wan Yingying kept cursing and cursing on the side, "I said you are really cheap, just like your mother, chasing men shamelessly, thinking that they can hold people's hearts, actually? People? It’s just playing you in vain, but you can’t figure it out, thinking that you’re going to want you if you’re in bed? I didn’t say, Wanbaolu, you are also a little self-knowing, someone with a humble background like you is not worthy of last season. How is sir?..."

"If I don't deserve it, you deserve it?" Qing Huan turned to look at Wan Yingying and sneered twice. "Somehow he still needs me to accompany him to bed, but he doesn't bother to look at you."

Wan Yingying was so angry that she was poked at the center of the matter. She raised her hand to give Qing Huan a slap in the face. Qing Huan swiftly avoided, holding the box with one hand, and quickly unscrewing the door with the other hand, and dodged in, and then closed the door and unlocked before Wan Yingying broke in—not forgetting to kick Wanying at the last opportunity Ying kicked.

This door lock was changed when Ji Zun lived here. It was very strong. No matter how arrogant Wan Yingying was, she would not dare to pry the door in the sky. She was kicked by Qing Huan in her middle calf and screamed in pain. , I can't wait to rush in and break Qing Huan's body into pieces. "Little bitch! Little bastard! You don't want to live anymore! Come out for me!"

Qinghuan hummed a song in it and put down the book, then went to the kitchen to find a bottle of milk and slurped and drank it. After drinking it, she thought about checking the shelf life... it really expired.

Forget it, I didn't know how to eat and didn't get sick, Qing Huan threw the empty bottle into the trash can with a hint of luck. Not coming back for a while, the small apartment looks a bit empty. She washed the scrubbing brush for most of the day, only then was relieved, took a shower and sat on the sofa. It's not that she said that Ji Zun must be sadder than her now.

This is true. After driving away Qinghuan, Ji Zunhui's intestines are all green. He is fidgeting in the living room. He walks and runs for a while, not knowing what to do. I scratched my hair again and regretted why I didn't follow the steps she gave me just now. The little girl is young, so it is easy to take his words seriously. He just... seems to have said too much?

But asking him to ask for peace with Ji Zun and feel shameless, so he didn't take her seriously. If this goes right away, doesn't it seem too cheap? And the fact that Qing Huan contacted that woman in private did make Ji Zun very angry.

He didn't want to look for her, but he couldn't fall asleep alone on the bed, and he was very uncomfortable. He always seemed to have something missing in his arms, empty, and he felt wrong when he grabbed the pillow and hugged him. what happened to him? Isn't that stinky girl to blame? !

Ji Zun felt angry, he turned over and got up, trying to find a woman, but he was too lazy to go. I sat on the bed tossing and annoyed for a long time, then sighed, covered my head and fell asleep. I didn't know when I fell asleep, but it was bright when I woke up anyway.

Compared with Ji Zun's miserable and lonely night, Qinghuan's life was much happier. She stayed up all night and watched variety shows. When the sun came out the next morning, she glanced in the mirror. Well, her pale face with dark circles under her eyes did indeed look like a person who was struggling with love.

Looking out through the cat's eyes, Wan Yingying was no longer there, but Qinghuan didn't think she would give up easily. In fact, if Wan Yingying gave up, she would be very embarrassed about what to do next. After thinking about it, Qing Huan decided not to go out today. She first took out her mobile phone and took a look. Ji Zun didn't have a phone message, and she was probably still awkward. After all, Ji Zun is like a kid who plays anger if he doesn't eat sugar. What a big deal, he hates his mother for so many years because of the awkwardness in his heart. If he is not handsome, rich and individual, It is just one of those wonderful flowers blooming on the land.

In this way, Qinghuan stayed in the house for three days, during which Ji Zun never found her. Had Qing Huan not understood Ji Zun well, I would have thought that this man was going to part ways with her. Sometimes the fate in this world is very strange. People who have only known each other for a few days are like old friends, and some people remain respectful for the rest of their lives. Feelings can be measured by time, but it is not absolute. Qinghuan believes that Ji Zunxin likes her, maybe a little bit more than she likes, but that awkward man will definitely not admit it easily.

Once he realizes that he has moved sincerely, he will definitely deny it in various ways, and then there is a deep sadomasochistic relationship. Qinghuan doesn't like this kind of drama, so she has to jail him before Ji Zun's recollection comes. The kind that can't fall off when tied to the waistband.

Wan Yingying is simply a divine assist, a soft pillow stuffed under her head when she is dozing off. Qinghuan smiled triumphantly. She walked out of the house in the afternoon of the fourth day. This time Wan Yingying sent someone to wait for her downstairs. When she saw her, she immediately grabbed them and took them away.

Wanjia Mansion Qinghuan hadn't been here yet, she was at a reception when she first arrived, and of course it was the first time she saw Mrs. Wan.

Wan Yingying stood beside Madam Wan, and she seemed to have said anything to Madam Wan. At this moment, Madam Wan’s smile made Qinghuan dislike it. It was a smile of contempt and disdain, as if she were an ant on the ground. It can only be trampled on.

For a long, long time, no one dared to look at her like this. Qinghuan wanted to laugh, but he still kept the politeness on the surface professionally.

Mrs. Wan blew the nails that hadn’t been done for a long time, and said gracefully: “Bao Lu, it’s not that I have to say anything about you, our Wan family’s daughter, how can anyone be played for nothing? Look at you, it’s better Your mother, at least your mother gave birth to you. If you send you to your father, you can still get a certain amount of money, but what about you? What did you get from Ji Zun?"

It was so vicious as soon as she spoke, Wan Yingying really got her mother's true biography. It's a pity that words can't hurt Qing Huan. She glared at Madam Wan with stubborn and stubborn eyes, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of her flesh. Mrs. Wan was hairy by the look in her eyes, and she thought to herself that what Yingying said was true. This little **** has been pretending, just like her shameless mother, she knows to seduce men and deceive others!

The Qinghuan in front of her seemed to have become the woman from many years ago. Madam Wan gritted her teeth with hatred. She snorted, stood up and said to Wan Yingying, "Whatever you want to do with her, since Mr. Ji doesn’t want her anymore, she won’t be in the future. Someone will want her."

The malice in the words is so clear that even a fool can hear it.

Wan Yingying estimated that she had already figured out how to deal with her, grinned, and said: "We can't play here, lest we get into trouble, the eldest sister will take you to a place first."

So Qing Huan was taken to a certain entertainment club with a sensual dog and horse. Wan Yingying opened a box, and when she came in, she held a syringe in her hand, and she didn't know what it was. Wan Yingying smiled: "From now on, you will not belong to our Wanjia. No one will give you money. I will wait to see what you will become. Little bitch, I curse you."

Qinghuan wanted to struggle, the two men around her held her, Wan Yingying injected the contents of the syringe into Qinghuan's body, and soon Qinghuan felt a strange sense of madness.

She couldn't describe what kind of feeling it was. It seemed to be very thirsty and very hot. Her whole body was like ants biting, hurting, and itchy, but there was a kind of illusory pleasure. This was the first time Qing Huan faced such a thing. At first, she couldn't bear it. She knelt on the ground, clutching her left arm tightly with her right hand, and the place where the foreign body was injected was burning with discomfort.

Qing Huan has never taken drugs, but she has been drugged. Although this is not a love potion to make women break down, but...

"It's a good guy with a high concentration, little bitch, don't be too grateful to me." Wan Yingying smiled triumphantly. "let's go!"

She had never been to this place before. Wanbaolu came by herself. In this mixed place, it is normal to encounter anything. What if Wanbaolu accused her of doing it? Mommy will naturally help herself settle. Thinking of this, Wan Yingying felt very relieved. She remembered the kick Qinghuan had kicked her, and remembered Ji Zun who had been robbed by Qinghuan. The whole person was happy, and she didn't feel embarrassed by Qinghuan anymore, and walked away.

There is no need for her to be embarrassed. The box will soon be up. Who knows who will come in? The little **** looks so pretty and fell on the ground again, probably abandoning his self-esteem for another injection and begging for others like a dog, right?

She will see her again tomorrow.