Chapter 170: Qin Jiao

Lu Siyin walked out of the main courtyard and walked aimlessly on the road.

The Zhou family looked big, but there were so few people. He hardly met anyone on the road. There were only the low sounds of insects in the trees and bushes, and the birds flying by. I'm afraid that if it were winter, the entire Zhou family would be very quiet! It

was a bit lonely for some reason...

Lu Siyin looked around and wandered around bored.

As he walked, he suddenly heard a woman crying sadly, and a gust of cold wind blew.

Lu Siyin shuddered suddenly, rubbing the goose bumps on her arms, her heart beating: "Fuck, no way, there can be ghosts in broad daylight."

Thinking of the stories she had heard, there would be one or two haunted houses or forbidden areas in the homes of wealthy families.

"Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu..."

"Oh my god, how lucky am I to find such a place just by walking around?"

Lu Siyin recited the core values ​​of socialism in her heart, followed the crying, and walked over cautiously.

Hey, why does this voice sound so familiar

? Soon, she saw the person who made the sound.

Qin Jiao!!

Lu Siyin was surprised to see Qin Jiao, who was standing in the main courtyard intact just now, but she looked like a wolf after not seeing her for a while.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, her face was full of tears, her cheeks were red and swollen, and there were obvious fingerprints. It was obvious that she had been beaten.

Lu Siyin was filled with anger. Who dared to bully the eldest daughter of the Qin family who was married to the Zhou family in a formal ceremony? She couldn't think of a second choice except Zhou Zhenyu, this scumbag.

Lu Siyin cursed Zhou Zhenyu a thousand times in her heart. After hesitating for a while, she thought it was better for her to leave at this time. After all, no one wanted others to see their most vicious side.

But as soon as she turned around, she heard the person who had been crying tactfully and subtly just now, as if he had completely let go and cried hysterically.

" Ooo

... ​ ​ ​ Lu Siyin waited and waited, but she stopped crying but still kept her head in her arms without any reaction. He tilted his head in confusion, and a strange thought popped into his mind: "Fuck, she's crying so hard." Qin Jiao: "..." She bit her lower lip, raised her head slowly, and said with a sob: "You're the one who died." Lu Siyin sat down next to her, handed her a wrinkled tissue, and looked at her. Her cheeks were red and swollen, and she frowned as she said, "I was beaten by that idiot Zhou Zhenyu." Qin Jiao blinked. It was the first time she heard someone dare to scold Zhou Zhenyu like that. She couldn't help but feel relieved: "Yeah." Lu Siyin said angrily: "You can't fight back? At least you should have dodged it!" Qin Jiao lowered her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't dodge it." Lu Siyin was silent for a moment and said: "Why did he hit you?" "I scolded him." "This bastard, beast, scum, he actually scolded..." Lu Siyin was suddenly stunned, and said in disbelief: "Who scolds who? You scold him." Qin Jiao sniffed and said: "Yeah. He had promised to go back to the Qin family with me in two days, but he changed his mind at the last minute, so I couldn't help but scold him." Lu Siyin almost laughed out loud, patted her shoulder, and said: "Then you did a good job. But then you should scold him in a place where he can't reach you, or run away after scolding! It's better to scold him a little dirtier!" Qin Jiao wiped her tears and didn't respond to her. "Since you don't like Zhou Zhenyu, and he is domestic violence, why don't you divorce him?" Lu Siyin asked puzzledly. Qin Jiao looked a little sad: "I can't. My father won't agree. The Qin family needs the protection of the Zhou family." Lu Siyin took a breath and asked again: "Do your parents know that you are not doing well?" "I don't know. I haven't told them, and Yu Qian doesn't know either." "If they knew, they might not agree to this marriage." Qin Jiao shook her head and laughed at her naivety: "Do you think they don't know who Zhou Zhenyu is? In the end, they still married me." "..." Lu Siyin certainly knew the reason, and didn't know what to say to comfort her. Maybe the family affection in wealthy families is so weak, separated by complicated human feelings and interests, like Qin Jiao and her parents, like their sisters and Xu Shuyan. "You don't have to comfort me," Qin Jiao understood her hesitation from her silence, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and she smiled: "I have accepted my fate, maybe this is how my life will be." Lu Siyin didn't speak, and both of them fell silent. Suddenly, she said: "Let me show you a painting!" Qin Jiao was surprised, not understanding why the topic suddenly turned to paintings: "What painting?" Lu Siyin took out her mobile phone, found the painting that she had just won the award today, and handed it to her. Because Qin Yuqian was good at painting since she was a child, Qin Jiao also learned about art from her. After taking a look, she couldn't take her eyes off it, staring at the thrilling scene in front of her in a daze. Lu Siyin's voice was low and soft: "The theme of this painting is...struggle." Qin Jiao's heart was shocked, as if she was resonating with the owner of the two arms in it, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. She suddenly understood the intention of Lu Siyin showing her this painting. "Is this your painting?" Lu Siyin said with a somewhat proud tone: "Yes." Qin Jiao realized at this moment that Yu Qian deserved to lose to her. "Can you sell it to me?" Lu Siyin shook his head and said regretfully: "No, it has been included in the Artists Association." Qin Jiao said with some disappointment.

Lu Siyin comforted her: "It's okay, I can draw a picture for you later."

Qin Jiao pulled her lips.

When the two left, Qin Jiao suddenly said to Lu Siyin: "Thank you, I understand what you mean."

Accepting fate may be the norm in life, but it cannot be taken for granted. Resistance and struggle are the gorgeous background of life.

Lu Siyin waved goodbye to her in the setting sun and promised: "I will help you."

The remaining sunset in the sky was like an oil painting with heavy ink and color, with a thick layer of golden paint and a gorgeous orange-red color dyeing half of the sky.

After Lu Siyin and Qin Jiao said goodbye, they took a few steps and saw Zhou Zipei walking towards them.

She smiled and ran towards him, wrapped in the late autumn wind and crashed into the man's arms, and was held firmly.

"Why are you so reckless?" Zhou Zipei said helplessly.

Lu Siyin did not answer this sentence, and asked: "Have you talked with grandpa?"

"Yes."

"Are we going back today?" "Do

you want to stay?"

"Whether I stay or not depends on you, the driver."

"Are you a driver who can kiss?" "

Get out."

"But your grandpa is very good to you."

"Yes!"

The two held hands, chatting intermittently, and walked towards the door.

The afterglow sprinkled on the ground behind them.