More than twenty years ago, Qiao Lang's mother was a rich lady. The family was rich. Although she couldn't spend a lot of money, it was enough to keep her innocent and carefree for the rest of her life.
She met Qiao Lang's father at a banquet. He was a mature and handsome man, and his demeanor attracted many women present to whisper.
There are several couples who met at all the banquets. She has a good impression of him, but his background is not clean and he is not the best candidate for her, so she only keeps a proper distance from him.
Later, her father made a wrong decision, his business failed, and he owed a lot of debt. The whole family was driven to the street. He stepped forward at a critical moment, helped her father pay off the debt, and settled her family. She is grateful to him and finally agrees to be with him.
At that time she did not know that he had a wife.
His wife is also from a gangster background, and her natal family's power is evenly divided with that of Qiao's family, and she is jealous by nature. Knowing that there is such a person as her, he sent someone to negotiate with her.
Only then did she know that she had been deceived by him.
What shocked her the most was that her father's bankruptcy was not a mistake in decision-making at all, but a hindrance from him. She has hatred in her heart, but what can she do, she is just a weak woman with no power to restrain her.
She agrees to leave him.
But he refused, he threatened her with her parents, but if she dared to stay, his wife would not let her family go.
Her parents died in the end. During the dispute between the two parties, the brakes failed again. Several cars were packed together and caused an explosion, leaving no bones left.
This was the biggest news in the city back then, and it was discussed in newspapers and TVs for two months, and everyone knew about it.
The Qiao family finally ruined her family and left her with nothing.
She left him, and gave birth to the child secretly by herself. She hid in Tibet and finally had nowhere to go. His wife kept sending people to hunt down their mother and child. And he never knew that he had a son living elsewhere.
She had no choice but to spend all the money on her body to buy off the smuggler, and smuggled to the UK after several twists and turns.
Throughout her life, she was never able to return to her hometown.
"I went to England with my mother when I was eight years old. When I was young, I often saw her facing the east alone in a daze, crying without knowing it. She was most afraid of being searched by the Immigration Bureau, and lived in fear for so many years. I swear, the Qiao family owes me, I will take them back at all costs." Qiao Ran clenched his hands into fists, his body trembling slightly.
I was silent for a long time after listening.
"So you're using me to get out of England."
"Initially," he admitted.
It turned out to be like this, I finally understood.
I'm rich, well-connected and easily deceived, is it me or someone else
"But I am sincere to you."
I forced a smile, he was sincere, could it be that I was just pretending
I said, "But we ended four years ago."
"I was just afraid that Qiao Yi would be against you. I would make Qiao's family pay the price, so I couldn't keep you by my side." He said, "Now everything is over and we can start over."
"It's too late, Joram, it's too late." I looked at him quietly.
At the beginning, I could give up the huge Pei family for him, but he refused to let go of revenge for me. Such an injustice could only have been done by that fool of long ago who would have given everything for nothing in return.
But now I have exhausted all my innocence, and I have no energy to deal with him. I just want to get out of this gamble.
"It's all right, I can wait until you change your mind," Joram said as he left.
Yes, he can wait, but Pei Jiyu will not come back.
I can only gamble once in my life for one person, he lost all my chips, and I can't go back to the table.
He can wait forever, but the person he waits for will no longer be Pei Jiyu.
I was locked up in Joe's house, unable to go out, unable to make phone calls, and everything else.
I finally understood why Qiao Yi laughed at my innocence. Qiao's house is a place where I come and go as soon as I say it. Qiao Lang brought me back, but he never planned to let me go.
For a person like him, what he wants must be in his hands.
I told Qiao Lang, "If you illegally imprison me like this, you will be sentenced to prison for three or two years."
But he laughed, "Believe me, no one in this city will arrest me for such a thing."
It's really good, in today's world, if you have money and power, you can be lawless and do whatever you want.
But why is the Pei family so rich, but I have nothing
I had trouble falling asleep more and more and often woke up in the middle of the night.
The moonlight in winter is as white as snow and as cold as snow. I can only keep counting sheep to stop myself from recalling the past.
It's already so painful, adding a little more is unbearable.
I was running out of painkillers.
The pain not only affects my sleep, but also my appetite.
On the dining table, two chopsticks were stirring back and forth in the rice bowl, and I never took a few bites.
Qiao Lang looked at me, "Not to your liking?"
I shook my head and said, "Just no appetite—can you get me an aspirin, the enteric-coated kind."
"Are you sick? Is it a fever?" He asked with concern, reaching out to touch my forehead, but I dodged it.
I said, "I'm not sick, I'm just going to use it for flowers. I have nothing to do here."
I don't tell him the truth, he doesn't have to know.
The next day, a servant brought me aspirin and all kinds of flowers, some planted in flower pots, and some flower branches cut directly, all piled up in the living room.
The servant said, "The young master said, if there is anything else you want, please tell him."
I nod.
"Wow!" Qiao Yi walked down the stairs and exclaimed when she saw the flowers in the room.
His face was pale, and he must have been partying all night again. He didn't go home until early in the morning, slept all day during the day, and went out again after dark.
I barely see him in person.
"Qiao Lang is so kind to you, I'm almost moved." Qiao Yi picked off a flower, held it in front of her eyes for a moment, and then threw it away.
He pushed the servant away, and sat on the sofa by himself, "I heard that Qiao Lang cooks for himself these few days, and he is willing to wash his hands and make soup for you, Pei Jiyu, what's so good about you?"
Qiao Yi raised her head and looked at me, as if she was extremely puzzled.
It turned out that Qiao Lang cooked those meals himself, I didn't know about it.
He probably still remembers things in England.
I don't know what to say.
In fact, I was not unmoved, but these things came too late, too late, and I had no energy left to bear them.