Wen Xi was reborn, returning to 18 years old. At this time, she hadn't been expelled from school, her fiancé hadn't come to break off the engagement, the scumbag relatives plotting to usur...
It would be a good idea to let He Tingyan see the true face of this loser as soon as possible. No man would like such a vulgar and rude woman.
Didn’t he frown just now?
Song Qingxue was secretly proud of herself.
As long as he behaves more elegantly and appropriately, with the contrast and foil, how could He Tingyan still take that piece of trash seriously?
It was so hard to see this man again, she had to seize the opportunity.
Song Qingxue secretly made up her mind.
She can only rely on herself now.
As soon as my parents came back, they were admitted to the hospital. All their previous plans were ruined. Not only did they not become rich overnight, but they also got into trouble with gangsters and owed a lot of debts.
She originally planned to hold on to Wang Wenyue first, thinking that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Wang family suffered a heavy blow in this incident, the Wang family has a lot of real estate in Beijing, and the assets under Wang Wenyue's name are not a small amount. As long as she can stay with him, her life will not be too difficult.
Because of company matters, Wang Wenyue has been very cold to her recently. In order to ease the relationship between them, she took the opportunity of Valentine's Day to buy him a gift. But just now, she saw him running to express his love to Wen Xi, that loser!
Wang Wenyue is no longer reliable. Seeing that her family is about to be ruined, she must find a bigger backer as soon as possible!
Although she still has a lot of backups, it's easy to figure out that those people are no match for He Tingyan.
Not only does he have impeccable looks, he is also the current head of a well-established and prestigious family.
He has both good looks and money and power. There are few people in Beijing who can compare to him!
Thinking of this, Song Qingxue felt excited.
The voice became softer, so coquettish that it gave people goose bumps.
"Don't be angry, sister. I didn't mean to disturb you."
Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a hint of worry on her face, and she looked soft and helpless.
"The hospital just called me and asked me to come over as soon as possible. As you know, my parents were beaten up due to some misunderstanding and are still recovering in the hospital, waiting for me to come over. It's rush hour right now, so it's really hard to get a taxi. Could you please give me a ride?"
"No." Wen Xi said expressionlessly, "Secretary Jin, please roll down the window."
"Okay, Miss Wen."
"Sister, how could you be so heartless?" Song Qingxue clung to the car window, tears welling up in her eyes. "They are your family too! If I can't get there in time and anything happens to them, how can you live with your conscience? I know you're still mad at me, but why are you taking your anger out on my parents? After all, they are your elders."
Song Qingxue held on to the car window and refused to let go.
King Kong looked embarrassed and didn't dare to close the window for fear of hurting someone.
Ever since Song Qingxue set her sights on He Tingyan, she has been trying every possible way to collect a lot of information about him.
I know he respects the elders in his family very much.
That's why I'm using my parents as an excuse now.
Firstly, she thought he would sympathize with her, and secondly, she wanted him to see Wen Xi's disrespectful face towards his elders.
So what if I helped the He family?
She also heard the conversation between the two people just now.
It was Mr. He who invited this loser to dinner.
Looking at He Tingyan's indifferent look, he must be only caring for this loser because he is an elder.
As long as he saw her true face, wouldn't he kick her away in disgust?
Song Qingxue's mind was clattering with calculations.
Although he kept asking Wen Xi for help, his eyes were fixed on He Tingyan.
My eyes almost fell on him.
Such a perfect man cannot be let go easily!
Who the hell is that useless guy Wen Xi, with his crippled hand? He's worthy of sitting next to him? Humph!
Finally, under her burning gaze, He Tingyan looked towards her.