Qiao Zhishu stared straight into her eyes, "Do you want to ask them where they sent me? To whom?"
When Qiao's mother heard this, her eyes showed some disbelief. She lightly covered her mouth with her hand, and tears flashed in her eyes.
Qiao Zhishu shook her head when she saw her, and quickly said: "It's impossible, Mr. Chen clearly said..."
"His words or mine, whose words do you believe?" Qiao Zhishu's eyes were cold, and overnight, his heart was trampled to pieces.
Originally it could still beat, but now it was crushed to the ground, with blood splattered all over the ground.
"Mom, is there medicine in the milk? Did Uncle Chen ask you to drink it for me? Then I'll tell you why, because Chen Ying's mind is full of grass and she can't draw a good design draft. She wants to ask
Her master came out..."
How ridiculous it is to say that her innocence is only worth a few pennies in someone else's hands.
"She used your daughter to exchange for some drawings. Mom, do you think this transaction is worth it?"
Mother Qiao seemed to have been stabbed from head to sole with a thin nail. She was shocked but speechless.
Qiao Zhishu pointed at the main building, his raised arms trembling faintly.
"If you don't believe it, go and ask now."
The wind blew on her face, and the pain seemed to tear her flesh apart. Qiao Zhishu turned around and was about to go back to where she lived.
After Qiao's mother was stunned for a few seconds, she rushed over and grabbed her, "Qiao Qiao, did that person do anything to you?"
It was as if Qiao Zhishu wouldn't believe her if she didn't explain the details clearly.
Qiao Zhishu remembered Xing Huo's words and pulled her hand back. Her face was covered with a layer of gray, and her whole body looked like it was made of paper.
"When I woke up, everything that was supposed to happen happened. I was too old for a man named Ding to be my father. Can you imagine what I went through?"
Mother Qiao swayed, as if a gentle gust of wind could carry her away.
After Qiao Zhishu returned to the bedroom, she closed the door but couldn't lock it, so she pulled a chair and put it against the back of the door.
Mother Qiao didn't sleep all night, sitting in the courtyard of Chen's house like a wandering spirit.
It wasn't until early the next morning that she walked into the main building. Her body was foggy and her hair was soaked.
She stood in the living room, hesitating, hesitating, trembling but wanting to hear an answer.
The servant came over to persuade her, but she refused to listen.
When Mr. Chen went downstairs and saw her like this, he didn't feel guilty at all, "It's so early in the morning, what's going on?"
Mother Qiao walked over. She hadn't slept all night, and her whole face was covered with tiredness.
"Mr. Chen, something was wrong when Qiao Qiao came back. She said she didn't go to the hospital, but..."
It was hard for her to speak.
Since Qiao Zhishu had woken up in Mr. Ding's bed, this matter could not be hidden from him.
Mr. Chen didn't take it seriously, but he still said: "I promise this is the last time, just as Qiao Qiao helps Ying Ying again. Don't worry, when Qiao Qiao graduates in the future, I will prepare a house for her in the city center."
, you don’t have to worry about her being helpless.”
"But……"
Mother Qiao couldn't listen to this. She turned red with anxiety and said, "You said last time that you would never let this happen again."
Mr. Chen glanced at the woman next to him, "Yingying will be the young mistress of the Xing family soon. If anything happens, we can point to the Xing family, so there will never be a next time. Don't worry."
If she doesn't listen anymore, there's nothing he can do.
Besides, he has raised their mother and daughter for so many years, why is he so unhappy when it comes time to repay them?