Chapter 4122 Distressed drop of blood

"Go home!" Wei Qionghua said coldly without looking back: "Don't you dislike me to please Liu Xiangxiang and shame you? I will change it! I will stay at home honestly and never see Liu Xiangxiang's face again, give you Make a face!"

  Song Qianlin was stunned.

   Stay home honestly and never see Liu Xiangxiang's face again... Doesn’t that mean that after Liu Xiangxiang bought new clothes and new jewelry, she will never have her share?

  She can no longer live in Qi's big house, can't eat Qi's food, can't enjoy Qi's care?

  She opened her mouth and wanted to tell her mother, you can’t do this.

  The words came to her lips, thinking of the words she had just said, she swallowed again.

She gritted her teeth, ran to Wei Qionghua, and said bitterly: "What's the use of you just not pleasing Liu Xiangxiang? With the ability, you marry a good man like Liu Xiangxiang, and let me live like Qi Fuliu! "

  Wei Qionghua stopped abruptly and slapped her face fiercely, "Don't think about it in this life! In the next life, remember to cast a good baby, remember not to cast it in my stomach again!"

  After speaking, she walked forward with salute.

  Song Qianlin stayed in a daze, trying to catch up, but feeling shameless, she stopped moving.

  She thought that her mother would walk for a while and see that she hadn’t caught up with her, she would turn around and call her and coax her.

  But when she waited for her mother to disappear into the night, she couldn't wait.

  She was standing in the night, when a night wind blew, she shivered fiercely, and then she came back to her senses.

  She looked at the place where her mother's back disappeared, stomped her feet fiercely, angry and wronged in her heart.

  Why is she not Qi Fuliu?

  How great would she be Qi Fuliu!

  If she was Qi Fuliu, she would definitely be more beautiful, more enviable and more likable than Qi Fuliu.

  But she is not...

  She really wants to change everything now...

  She really wants to become Qi Fuliu...

  What should she do to have a life like Qi Fuliu?

  She stood in the night breeze for a long time, but she didn't expect a gorgeous counterattack, the ugly duckling turned into a swan.

  Having nothing for a day, she was hungry and cold, and couldn't stand anymore. She returned to the front door of Qi's house.

  The gate of Qi’s Villa is tightly closed. The luxurious villa stands quietly under the moon, beautiful like a castle in a fairy tale.

  She really likes...

  It's a pity, it's not hers.

  She squatted down, found a coat to put on, then packed the scattered clothes in the suitcase, carried it in her hands, and stood up.

  She carried the suitcase, walked to the side of the road, took out her mobile phone, opened the car-hailing software, and asked for a car.

   Soon, the car arrived.

  After she got in the car, the driver asked: "Hello, where are you going?"

  Where to go?

  She thought about it, and reported the best hotel in Y City that she knew.

  More than twenty minutes later, the hotel arrived.

  She walked to the hotel front desk with her luggage to check in.

  One night, 8888 yuan!

  Not the best room yet!

  She was in pain.

  Qi's mother gave her a lot of clothes and jewelry, but never gave her cash.

  In order to maintain her luxurious life, most of the jewelry Qi's mother gave her were sold by her.

  She just spent the money selling jewelry.

  She doesn’t make any money, so there are tens of thousands of dollars in the bank card.

   8888 yuan per night.

  Snatch money?

  She was bleeding with heartache, but she didn't want to be ashamed, she gritted her teeth and paid the money.

  The room is indeed very good, but it is still not as good as the rooms in Qijia Bieyuan.

  (End of this chapter)