The snowplow went back and forth before it cleared the snow in the middle of the road.
Traffic police used shovels to spread salt on uphill roads to prevent snow and water from freezing and causing cars to slip.
Zhao Ruoxue, no, it’s Cao Ruoxue, but that’s not right, it’s Lin Ruoxue.
Eight months passed, and he still hadn't even reached the Cao family's doorstep.
If you can't make it, just call Zhao Hairong, send WeChat, text messages, and emails.
At the morning meeting, Zhao Hairong's cell phone rang again after it hung up.
Song Xijiao was sitting next to him, with the two big words "Nannan" clearly visible on her face.
Zhao Hairong glanced at her, blocked and deleted her number, WeChat, email address...
He asked his assistant to replace all his electronic products with new ones, and all the belongings belonging to Lin Qingrou, her mother and her two children were taken to the garbage disposal site.
What’s even more outrageous is that he changed his residence again.
Oh, you did it on purpose for her to see!
A black Mercedes-Benz G-Class drove past the snowplow and snowmelt truck. Lin Ruoxue rushed over when she saw Zhao Hairong's car.
Almost got hit to death.
Zhao Hairong was scared out of his wits. If Lin Ruoxue was hit and killed, he would also be implicated.
As soon as he got out of the car, he slapped her hard several times and told her to get out.
Song Xijiao raised her right hand and placed it on the car window. On her wrist was the high-end jewelry bracelet watch with flaming colors that Pei Zhiting had bought on the winter solstice.
The Zhao family's living room was brightly lit and well heated.
She was cold to the bone.
A pair of faded jeans with rolled-up hems, white sneakers with a hole in the toe and a bright red sock sticking out of the hole.
Lin Ruoxue wears Chanel from shoes to hairbands.
Lin Qingrou didn't let her sit, fearing that the leather sofa would be scratched.
They didn't even invite her to eat, for fear that she might get sick and infect them.
Zhao Hairong asked: "What do you want?"
She mustered up the courage to say, "My gloves are torn, my scarf is too short, my socks have holes in them, and my shoes are broken."
The whole family took out their leather wallets, collected both small and large amounts, and gave her 607 mao.
Three genuine leather bags cost less than a thousand yuan.
There was a stack of big red faces on the coffee table.
He even shook his wallet provocatively and said, "No more, this is all the money, do you want it?"
It was a very windy and snowy day, with money scattered all over the ground. She chased after the bills and picked them up one by one.
She held the money tightly in her hand and cried all the way from Jinmen Road to Jiegeng Lane, crying for an hour and a half.
Pei Hetong took her to Dezhuang for hot pot. She ordered all the tofu dishes and bought her gloves, scarves, socks, and shoes...
She didn't freeze to death on that snowy day.
She thought at the time that when she had money in the future, she would buy ten houses and live in a different one every day, with no repeating each week.
Buy all styles of jewelry and wear a set every day.
"You're thirty, not three. He's given you a lot of money over the years, but you've squandered it all. I'd say you're already in your thirties. Find a job, but it's hard to find one. There's another option: find a man to marry. That way you'll have a long-term meal plan. Don't you agree?"
The colorful gems reflected light, making Lin Ruoxue's eyes hurt.
She was wearing a thin dress and a pair of sandals, and was shivering with cold.
Seeing that she was still standing there, Zhao Hairong asked his assistant to get out of the car to take a look.
"I gave you money, why don't you leave?"
Lin Ruoxue roared hysterically: "You just listen to whatever she says. She told you not to recognize us, so you moved away and changed your number. Who the hell is she? You'll only be happy if she destroys me, right?"
Zhao Hairong always does things that are beneficial to himself.
He was able to drain Lin Qingrou's wallet, and now he is just using the same old tricks again.
"She's my own daughter. If she asks me to do something, I'll do it. Do you want me to be abandoned by everyone and lose my daughter again for you? You're dreaming."
Lin Ruoxue was struck by lightning, and her whole body felt like she was falling into an ice cellar. "I... I am your daughter!"
Her wealth and glory, her bright future, and her perfect life were all ruined by Song Xijiao.
"You already have a father, you don't need me to be your father. Don't harass me again, or I'll call the police."
If he had been sincere to Lin Ruoxue before, after all these things, there was not a single bit left.
Zhao Hairong asked the driver to drive. The snow melted and washed away the old dirt on the asphalt road, revealing its original black appearance.
Lin Ruoxue ran after the car and fell into the snow. The black color of her clothes was resistant to dirt, but it made her look particularly dirty. The snow soaked her whole body. Her lips turned purple from the cold and her whole body was shaking.
Zhao Hairong saw Lin Ruoxue fall in the rearview mirror, and his heart ached. The father-daughter relationship of many years could not be let go overnight.
"Dad, there are some things you can do, and some things you absolutely cannot do. You know better than me what a crime tax evasion is. Do you want to have a restless old age?"
Zhao Hairong froze. Yes, how could he forget this.
"Fortunately, Dad is not senile, fortunately, Dad still has you."
"Dad, I was born under the national flag and grew up in the spring breeze. The people have faith, the country has strength, and the nation has hope. I am a good citizen who abides by the law and will not do anything that violates the law."
Zhao Hairong felt a breath stuck in his chest, neither going up nor down, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Then your grandma, you don't want it anymore."
Song Xijiao pinched the wedding ring on her ring finger with her thumb and index finger and turned it three times.
"My grandma is also your mother! You can't really want to break the law! Then my daughter and I can be reunited in prison, which would be a wonderful thing."
When she was a child, she was well-behaved and cute, and never argued. If I asked her to wait for me there, she would really wait for me there without moving a step.
"What if... my mother is not my mother!"
Song Xijiao's heart skipped a beat. "Dad, what are you talking about? You can't just talk nonsense just because you can't threaten me!"
Zhao Hairong won back a game, and his nasolabial folds deepened from laughing.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Song is here." The driver reminded.
Song Xijiao pushed open the car door, walked around the front of the car, and opened the left door.
"Dad, we're here, please."
"Jiaojiao! Dad was just talking nonsense just now, don't take it seriously."
"Dad, I understand. I'm an unfilial daughter, so you can only scare me."
"Jiaojiao, Dad doesn't mean to scare you. Dad just wants you to spend more time with Dad."
"Dad, I promise you, I will spend more time with you when I have time."
When Zhao Hairong heard her promise, he immediately smiled.
"Jiaojiao! You are daddy's little cotton-padded jacket."
Song Xijiao shuddered. To put it simply, making someone so disgusted that they couldn't even vomit was also a skill.
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