C12 Do not owe each other anything

The smile on Shen Zonghao's face became even lazier, his long fingers loosened, and the cheque floated past his happy fingers and dropped to the ground, stopping right beside her beautiful high heels.

"You!" She glared at him and subconsciously waved her hand ?

However, he curled his lips like a scoundrel, unrestrainedly controlling her movements, and once again gave a disdainful smile. "What? Isn't Miss Xu satisfied with buying you for an entire night? "Or you ?"

He lowered his head, and then directly brushed past her cheek and landed beside her ear. "Miss Xu is like my women, want to catch a big fish like me?"

"Shameless!" Her happiness was so great that it almost seemed like it would explode. She, who had never scolded anyone before, could only squeeze out these three words. As expected, after a moment of surprise, she immediately burst out laughing.

After a long while, she felt that the stuffy feeling in front of her had disappeared a lot, so she finally picked up the cheque with her most arrogant attitude. After taking a deep breath, she coldly looked at him one last time: "Mr. Shen, I'm afraid that it won't work out as you wish. I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to see you again.

She tightly gripped the cheque in her hand as she turned around and walked forward step by step with her back straight while tears gushed down her face. Even though she had been beaten up by her stepmother into despair and felt that there was no meaning in living, she had never felt so embarrassed or so humiliated like this before.

Shen Zonghao squinted his eyes to look at her for a while, but still laughed out loud. If this woman wanted to capture him, she would make him afraid that she was too scheming!

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she used the coin she had found to go to a public restroom and changed her clothes. Looking at the magnificent cheongsam in her hands, she eventually threw it into a trash basket.

The high heels were replaced with canvas shoes that had been opened wide. Xu Huanyan suddenly felt at ease. When Huang Shujuan returned home, it was already noon. Huang Shujuan was sunning himself in the courtyard, while the women around him were busy gossiping and walking in happily, they all looked at her with widened eyes. One of them still had half a sentence left in his mouth: "Your family has happily married that boss, but suddenly there's a huge dowry ?"

She opened up the cheque in her hand and threw it onto Huang Shujuan's body, "This money is yours. From today onwards, you and I have nothing to do with each other.

"There's more." As she walked, she said loudly, "From today on, I'll move out. But don't worry, I'll still give you one thousand yuan a month. For father's living expenses, please treat him well."

The door of the room slammed shut, causing Huang Shujuan to shout angrily as he was locked outside. She looked around her simple and crude room with a smile on her face, her gaze stopped at the picture on the bed, and the woman smiled at her, as though she was smiling, as though she was finally happy that you had grown up. Huaiyan closed her eyes, lying on the bed that she had slept on for over twenty years. The smell of the pillow towel was still the smell of her mother, the fragrance of washing powder that she had washed herself.

From then on, there was no more home, and from then on, it was the lonely Xu Huanyan in the world, the Xu Huanyan that no one loved.