"If you want to blackmail it, it's okay, I will treat you as pitiful, here, take it—" Xiao Mo took out the stack of checkbooks from his arms, took out a brush and added a few numbers, and signed it coolly. He threw it into Mu Xue's arms casually.
Because of his sudden stop, the traffic behind him could not get through, and it was slowly blocked. Some people even opened the window and poked their heads and began to curse. Xiao Mo frowned, glanced coldly at the cursing driver, and then turned back. In the car, start the engine.
As the vehicle slowly passed Mu Xue, a cold voice was thrown out from the window, "Before you talk to others, please go back and take a look at yourself in the mirror, with a bad face, scoffing—"
The flaming red lacquered sports car galloped forward mercilessly, the choking exhaust scooping up huge dust, and Mu Xue kept coughing.
The man's words kept revolving in her mind. Holding the thin paper check, her eyes gradually turned red, struggling to walk from the road to the side of the road, and finally squatted down on the ground, crying and crying.
Is she really that bad
Su Kui took the bus all the way back home, and walked for nearly ten minutes before returning to the old Tongzilou community she had rented.
No way, the original body is almost penniless, life and rent can only rely on part-time translation of some documents to support. It is so sad that after graduating from a prestigious university, the debt collectors make it impossible to find a job.
Jiang Lai's body had been in an anemic state. Su Kui struggled for a day. When he was struggling to climb to the fifth floor, his head started to feel dizzy and his eyes turned black. In this state, she had to lean against the wall and breathe for a short rest.
Squatting on the stairs for a while, she stood up against the wall, her hand reaching into the bag to take the key suddenly stopped, her eyes fell on the ajar security door, her eyes were slightly cold.
She pursed her lips, slowly withdrew her hand, and opened the door to enter.
The interior was untidy, with debris and glass residues all over the floor, as if they had just experienced a war in which the owner was not present.
The scene in front of me was all expected. In fact, this kind of situation would happen every few months in Jiang Lai's life. She could basically conclude that all the valuable things in the room had been turned away.
It seems that it is time to move.
She walked into the kitchen, found a boiling water bottle under the counter, poured herself a glass of water, and finally felt better. She poured the glass again, closed the door, and went straight to the bedroom.
The bedroom door was half open, and Su Kui pushed the door in, stunned for a moment.
The man in front of him was full of golden curly hair and very deep facial features. He raised his hand to greet her in a happy mood, while he held a photo frame in his other hand.
It was taken together when Jiang Lai's father was still alive. At that time, her family was happy and happy. She was wearing a white shirt and plaid skirt, her eyes were clear and clean, and she was innocent and innocent as she nestled in her father's arms and smiled.
"Hi~My little angel, you are finally back." August put down the frame, greeted her, took her hand and kissed it.
Su Kui faintly withdrew his hand, sipped the water over him and walked into the room, "I really want to know that a big producer will also break into a private house? You know, what you are doing now constitutes a crime. I can call the police. I believe that soon, there will be front-page headlines about you in the newspapers, which must be very good-looking."
Putting the water glass on the bedside table, she opened the drawer that had been broken and took a look. It was empty inside, she pursed her lips, and slammed it back.