Chapter 65 Chapter 065 Walking in the dark (five)

There was a slap, a crisp slap, although the force wasn't very strong, it made Wan Qing feel sore while she was in pain. This slap was like being slapped on the chest, and the heart that had just been soothed, Again bear the pain and unwillingness of suffocation. Wan Qing opened her big eyes involuntarily, looking at her mother's angry face, her astonished eyes were gradually replaced by a fearless and fearless smile, a rebellious and proud smile, It spread silently in the bottom of the eyes. Wan Qing seemed to be possessed, looked at her mother's stern face, smiled, and leaned over, Xia Wanyang quickly caught Wan Qing, seeing the pink marks on her little face due to this palm, she was dissatisfied. Looking at Ge Meiqiao, she protested.

"Mom, why are you beating Xiaoqing? It's not her fault!" Xia Wanyang supported Wan Qing, who was crooked, on his hands. It was rare that his face, which was usually too lazy to ask anything, showed distressed and protective emotions. When Ge Mei happened to see her, she said even more angrily: "It's not her fault? Look at how you look now. When you encounter a problem, you don't know how to reflect on it. You drink like this, and your brother is crazy, hugging and hugging. What do others think? You really lost me and your father." s face!" Ge Meiqiao looked at Wan Qing's appearance that seemed to be rubbing against Xia Wanyang's arms, and couldn't stand it anymore, and ordered without leaving any room:

"How long are you going to hold her, let her go quickly, a girl is so big, she doesn't know her self-respect at all, and she's so stupid, really - how can our Xia family have such a useless daughter!" Wan Qing looked at her mother's face that seemed to be flickering from left to right, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel, but she was not as obedient as before and resigned to her fate. She still lay in Xia Wanyang's arms, smiling lazily, letting She scolded. "Mom, how can you say that, Xiaoqing is my sister and your daughter. Could it be that this matter is all her fault, why don't you think about it for her!"

It's fine if Xia Wanyang doesn't say anything, but when he said that, Ge Meiqiao looked at his son in shock, and then at Wanqing. Wan Qing saw a flash of disgust and vigilance in her mother's eyes. "I can't see it, I can't see the men outside, what kind of skill is acting like a baby with your brother?" Wan Qing stood up suddenly, smiled and waved her hands and said: "Yes, I can't see it, I can't see the men outside, and I can't be wronged in front of my brother. I am ashamed for you. I shouldn't be the daughter of the Xia family. I never should be. It's me Whimsical, idiotic dreaming, thinking that I have a good father, a good mother, a good brother, but in fact I am nothing, my Xia Wanqing's life, there is only one label, Xia Zhenglang's daughter, the mayor's daughter, my value lies in the fact that I must You should not waste your cultivation by marrying when you are young and good."

Wan Qing didn't know whether it was through her gallbladder, or if she had been suppressed for too long, she finally said what she had said in her heart. "Xiao Qing, what are you talking about?" I don't know when the father standing at the door of the study reprimanded him with an ugly face. Compared with his mother, he seemed to be more dignified, but he was not as mean as his mother. Wan Qing looked at Xia Zhenglang and said: "I've had enough. I don't want to be Xia Zhenglang's daughter anymore. I have always been grateful to you for raising me so much. I always want to do something for you. As a child, shouldn't you be filial? What's more, I didn't It is you who have given me such a life and status to be worthy of this respect, and I should be filial~"

Xia Zhenglang and Ge Meiqiao couldn't help but glance at each other like Mrs. Wan Qing Xianglin's sister-in-law, with bluffing colors on their faces, but Xia Wanyang's face was a bit inexplicable. I don't know what Wan Qing was venting. , why say so so wronged. "Xiaoqing, you can be yourself, you don't have to be so tired, parents, Xiaoqing is a girl, don't be too strict with her!" But what responded to Xia Wanyang was the slightly stunned stiffness on the faces of his parents. Looking at the expressions on his parents' faces, Wan Qing simply straightened up and said:

"My brother is a good brother, but it's a pity that I can't rely on him. My father is also a good father, and my mother is also a good mother. It's just that I was wrong. I'm tired now. I don't want to get married so soon, and I don't want to have to climb up because of my status." Going to a wealthy family, I just want to live a good, quiet life by myself now!" Wan Qing finished speaking like a nodding goose, ignoring the seriousness on her parents' faces, already went upstairs, quickly and carelessly pulled a bunch of things, stuffed them into the suitcase, and then went downstairs quickly, looking at The three people downstairs who didn't move said with a smile on their skin:

"From today onwards, you should just treat my daughter as non-existent, otherwise I will lose face for you. I can live a good life by myself. I don't want to be Xia Zhenglang's daughter anymore. I have done enough!" As Wan Qing said, she pulled the suitcase and left. "Xiao Qing!" Dad's stern drink had no stopping effect. "Xia Wanqing, what are you doing, who are you angry with?" Mom's yelling was also useless, but Xia Wanyang worriedly wanted to follow and said: "Xiaoqing, where are you going?" There is actually a small voice in Wan Qing's heart, if someone tries to persuade her to stay, she will stay, but she hears her mother say:

"Let her out, let her out, Wan Yang, stop and leave her alone!" Sure enough, there were no more footsteps behind her, and Wan Qing felt light all over her body, walking fast. When going down the stairs outside the main gate, she almost fell. The cold air outside made her wake up, but the alcohol on her body was gradually paralyzing her nerves. Xia Wanqing, who are you angry with?Even she herself doesn't know. Just raising her head, she almost bumped into the car that stopped abruptly in front of her. Wan Qing looked at the car, sized it up carefully, and thought that it would be great if it was just a taxi.

But looking up at the driver of the car, Wan Qing was taken aback by the familiar face that was about to be engraved in her mind, her face tightened, showing defensiveness and indifference, like a cat about to stretch out its claws. Wan Qing glanced at him with a cold face, turned around and was about to walk away, but Qiao Jinfan grabbed her arm with a big hand, and his grip was so tight that she was unable to break free.