C4 Revenge after Being Released

Who would have thought that Qiao Xinyou, who had been working day and night for her life and money, was actually the heiress of CEO's daughter eight years ago?

Eight years ago, when her father committed suicide in prison, Qiao Xinyan rushed over like a madman. However, she was knocked unconscious by the sudden car accident. The car ran over her legs and from then on, she lived a life in a wheelchair.

The culprit who hurt her sister was nowhere to be seen. Qiao Xinyou wanted to drag him out every day to kill him. If not for him, even without her father and mother, she would still be living a good life.

Her sister had to go to the hospital to take care of her once a month. The monthly allowance was as high as forty thousand yuan.

No matter how capable Qiao Xinyou was, she could not withstand the torture of the care fee. Even though she had a high salary in the company every month, it was still far from enough. She would be a cover model for Gao Yang on the weekend.

In order to raise money, she had to work part-time at the bar every night as a waiter.

In order to make it easier for Qiao Xinyan to use a wheelchair to enter and exit, she rented a warehouse on the first floor and lived with Qiao Xinyan. The warehouse was very simple, but it was the warmest harbor for the two sisters.

The originally dilapidated warehouse was stuck with beautiful wall papers by Qiao Xinyan, who had nothing to do every day. She dressed like a princess.

After returning home, she had a quick meal with Qiao Xinyan. She hurriedly returned to her room to change into a sexy outfit and prepared to go to the bar to work.

When Qiao Xinyou entered the room, she saw that the bookshelf in the room was in a mess and the books were scattered on the floor. She knew that Qiao Xinyan's legs were not convenient and the shelf was tall, so she accidentally messed it up.

Qiao Xinyou quietly squatted down and went to pick up the book. It was a youth romance novel called Wait for You Ten Years.

Her fingertips slid across the thick paper page and she casually picked up the book. The book left the floor but accidentally dropped a small picture.

The photo was like a piece of paper gently landing on the ground, like a dragonfly lightly touching the water.

She frowned and bent down to pick up the photo. However, when her gaze fell on the photo, it gradually became serious.

In the photo, a man and a woman had a young and inexperienced face. They smiled happily at the camera. That girl was Qiao Xinyou from five years ago, and this boy was Yan Yilang.

Her hands began to tremble, and her tears blurred her vision. Her heart ached.

Perhaps she would never forget the moment before he walked into prison. His red and desperate eyes were like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart!

It had been five years. She did not know if his sentence had expired or if he had lived well these few years.

How could he have been living well in prison?

She looked at the photo and laughed. It was very similar to the smile she had after taking revenge five years ago. However, there was some self-deprecating sadness in it.

"Sister... I still can't let him go!" Unknowingly, Qiao Xinyan had already moved the wheelchair to the door of the room. She looked at Qiao Xinyou who was squatting on the floor and sighed deeply.

Qiao Xinyou raised her face and smiled with determination. She held back her tears and pretended to be indifferent as she said, "Why hasn't this photo been lost yet? Hurry up and throw it away to avoid being an eyesore."

"It is clearly that I am unwilling to lose it." Qiao Xinyan muttered but did not dare to say it loudly. Give it to me. She slowly moved the wheelchair closer to her. Innocent and innocent approached her and said, "Sister, don't lose it. Keep it to ward off evil spirits."

Qiao Xinyou's eyes flashed and it was as if she had been stabbed by sand. She casually threw the book and photos to Qiao Xinyan's hands and deliberately concealed her inner emotions.

"Here, if you want to ward off evil spirits, then quickly take it. I am going to work. You should sleep early tonight. Don't wait for me, you must close the door before you go to sleep. Turn off the power. Call me if you need anything, okay? I'll keep an eye on my phone at all times. "

Qiao Xinyou chattered on and on and then rushed out of the room like usual and rushed to the bar.

Under the neon lights, a large bar in M City was in the middle of the night. It was bustling with noise and excitement. The quiet world outside the bar formed a sharp contrast.

The lights were flashing everywhere in the bar. A sexy girl was dancing on the stage with a DJ that made one's face turn red. The unrestrained dance finally gave those tired people a trace of spiritual comfort. So, they were addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves from it, unable to extricate themselves.

"Xinyou, Xinyou, did you send the wine from the 140 tables over there?" The supervisor shouted at Qiao Xinyou from afar. The busy supervisor was already angry but he was so busy that he did not have the time to scold her.

"Coming, coming!" Qiao Xinyou shuttled through the crowd. Under the extremely low temperature air conditioner, she was still sweating.

Qiao Xinyou, who was once the daughter of a rich family, had been eroded by the years. Without the support of her family and the protection of her father, she was also like an ordinary person, running around for money and life.

Her mother had divorced her father ten years ago. She wanted to seek refuge with her mother, but in the vast sea of people, she was unable to find her. How could her mother not know that her father committed suicide in prison?

It was not that she could not find it, but that her mother did not want her to find it. Her mother did not want them anymore.

Qiao Xinyou did not have more thoughts about the painful memories of the past and did not have the time to complain. As long as she thought about her sister's care fees for the next month, she was full of energy. She even walked two steps faster than carrying beer.

She passed through the crowd, holding a few bottles of Auggie and quickly ran to table 140.

"Sir, your wine, please enjoy!" Qiao Xinyou bent down and smiled like a lackey. She respectfully handed the wine to a vulgar man. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the man suddenly grabbed her arms.

"Miss, wait."