C8 Her Clothes Are Untidy

Xiang Nuan's gaze returned to Liu Xiuqing's face from the wreckage on the ground. She tightened her grip on the bag and her expression was firm.

"Then I will also make it clear. I will not marry Lee Shangjin, nor will I marry any man you specified for me! " If you like Lee Shangjin so much, let Xiang Qing marry him. Anyway, I will not marry him. "

"You - I will beat you to death, you heartless thing! You despicable bastard! "

Liu Xiuqing picked up the mosquito screen in her hand and rushed over. Without saying anything, she hit Xiang Nuan.

Xiang Nuan ran while blocking Liu Xiuqing's attack. She ran to the kitchen as she ran.

Liu Xiuqing chased after her aggressively. She raised the screen and mercilessly hit Xiang Nuan.

Xiang Nuan's body hurt but her heart hurt even more. She grabbed the mosquito pats and forcefully snatched it over and fiercely smashed it onto the ground.

"Enough!"

Xiang Nuan suddenly roared and took another big step forward. She grabbed the bowl on the chopping board and threw it hard.

The pieces on the floor successfully made Liu Xiuqing shut her mouth. She stared at Xiang Nuan in shock as if she was looking at a monster.

Xiang Nuan turned her gaze from Xiang Yulin to Liu Xiuqing, then to Xiang Qing, and finally back to Liu Xiuqing.

"I am indeed of low status, otherwise I would not have lived like a slave in Xiang family for so many years. But how noble are you? You all adopted me. " But that is not because you are kind, but because you can't give birth to a child. Later on, you had Xiang Qing. You just don't like me. If it wasn't for the adoption procedures, you would have thrown me away. If it wasn't for the fact that killing people would result in prison, You would have killed me long ago, right? I've been forced to do all the housework since I was five years old. You beat and swore. You treat Xiang Qing like a princess but let me live a life worse than pigs and dogs. I am still alive until now. "It is really a miracle!"

Xiang Nuan casually grabbed another bowl and smashed it on the ground. Then there was the second, the third... until she felt that the sourness in her heart that made her mouth go soft had faded.

Liu Xiuqing was frightened by the madness on her face. She swallowed her saliva and stared at her and roared. "Xiang Nuan, are you crazy?"

"I am crazy! I have lived in such an environment for more than 20 years. I should have gone crazy a long time ago!"

As she spoke, Xiang Nuan threw another bowl. When she looked up again, she already had tears streaming down her face.

"I always fantasize that as long as I work hard, You all will find out that I am a good child and will love me as much as you love Xiang Qing. " But the facts proved that... I was wrong, and I was very wrong! Just like what Xiang Qing often said to me, Xiang Nuan, no matter how hard you try, no one will love you. No one will care about you. "Then why am I still here to be tortured by you guys? I am really a fool, to actually endure for so many years!"

The last two sentences were shouted out by Xiang Nuan. She suddenly pushed Xiang Qing who was blocking the kitchen door, picked up the bag that fell on the ground, and rushed to the door.

"I won't come back to this house. It doesn't have a place for me. If you guys want to go to school, then go ahead. "In any case, I don't care! I'm all alone, I don't care about my reputation or my life. "If you want to fight me to the death, then come at me!"

Xiang Nuan pulled open the door, flashed out, and then fiercely slammed the door. Her vision was already blurry, and she only walked a few steps and rolled down the stairs.

Xiang Nuan's body was in unbearable pain from the sharp edges of the stairs. Xiang Nuan curled up at the corner of the platform and finally could not help but cry softly.

She had hoped that someone would chase after her and ask her to stay or say a few words of comfort, even if it was not so sincere. But there was nothing, only her silhouette curled up under the dim light, in pain and despair.

After a long time, Xiang Nuan supported herself against the wall and stood up. She staggered downstairs and stumbled out of the neighborhood.

It was past eleven o'clock in the night. The night life in the commercial district was bustling, but the living area had already quieted down.

This time Xiang Nuan did not sit foolishly at the bus stop. She directly hailed a taxi and went to Bokuya's place.

On the way, Xiang Nuan called Lee Xiaomin to prevent Lee Xiaomin from worrying for her.

"Are you really okay? Don't hide it from me. Don't hide and cry."

"I'm really fine. Go to sleep early. We'll talk tomorrow. "

Since Bokuya was not at home, naturally no one cared about Xiang Nuan. But this place made her feel safe and warm.

Xiang Nuan poured a cup of water from the kettle and held it in her palm. Then, she wandered around the house.

That night, she was very reserved and did not have a good look at the house at all.

Home.

This word touched Xiang Nuan's heart again, making her hand holding the cup move along with her heart.

Three bedrooms, two halls, one kitchen and one guard, the most common layout. The decoration was also very simple, but there was a warm atmosphere everywhere.

Xiang Nuan carefully looked at every place and carefully touched it. It was as if this was the best treasure in the world.

After the tour was over, Xiang Nuan stood in the middle of the living room, feeling very satisfied.

She let out a light laugh and lay on the sofa for a while before getting up to take a bath.

This time, she ran out without bringing any clothes.

However, Bokuya was not home. She went to his closet and randomly took a T-shirt as pajamas. She did not have to worry about her clothes being untidy.

In that house, Xiang Nuan had never taken a good bath. Every time she took a bath, it was like a battle. As long as she took more than five minutes to take a bath, Liu Xiuqing would scold outside the door. Liu Xiuqing's heart ached for the money for gas and water.

It was rare that no one disturbed her, so Xiang Nuan fell in love with the warm water for a long time. Even taking a bath gave her a sense of happiness.

When Xiang Nuan walked out of the bathroom, it was almost one o'clock in the night.

Xiang Nuan felt tired. She quickly dried her hair and wanted to curl up in bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The sound was not loud, but it was a little scary in the quiet night.

Xiang Nuan almost screamed.

"Who?" Because she was nervous, her voice sounded a little strange.

"It's me, Bokuya."

The shock turned into joy.

Xiang Nuan smiled brightly. She put down the hair dryer and rushed over to open the door for him. "You, why are you back?"

"I came back early after I finished my business."

Xiang Nuan poured him a glass of water after she closed the door.

Bokuya finally saw what she was wearing.

The T-shirt she chose was a little thin, and she was not wearing any underwear. The two beans on her chest could be seen clearly through her clothes, making him feel very hot.

Xiang Nuan only just realized that she was still in a state of not wearing her clothes properly. She cried out in shock, turned around and ran.

The more anxious she was, the more she made a mistake. Her feet tripped and she fell hard.

The t-shirt was pulled up to her chest. Her long and straight legs and her underwear were clearly visible.