Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Seeing Qiao Ruolan's appearance, Qiao Ruoqing felt extremely happy.

In her previous life, Qiao Ruolan held a knife in her hand, and she would never forget what kind of expression she had when she cut her face one by one.

Now it's just the beginning, Qiao Ruolan can't bear it?
Feeling ridiculous, Qiao Ruoqing leaned over to Huo Jingyuan, "By the way, Brother Huo, how did you get on with the movie "Urban Men and Women"?"

Huo Jingyuan knew what Qiao Ruoqing meant, and cooperated very well: "It's going very smoothly, we're doing post-production while filming, and it can be released before the end of the summer vacation."

Qiao Ruoqing was so happy that flowers bloomed on her heart and face.

So if you want revenge, finding a good partner is very important.

The reason why Song Mingyuan messed up this project in his previous life was that apart from his own ability, there were also problems with the project itself, but those problems were not a problem at all when it came to Huo Jingyuan.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Huo Jingyuan moved his lips again, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Mr. Song for giving me such a good movie. During the celebration banquet, I will definitely ask my assistant to call Mr. Song."

"No need." Song Mingyuan was so angry that his voice trembled a little, "Mr. Huo, I really didn't expect that you would use such indecent means to snatch movies from me..."

"You don't need me to tell you what's going on with the Song family right now?" Before Song Mingyuan could finish speaking, Qiao Ruoqing took over the words, "No one in the business world is a fool. If there is a problem with your project, others won't give it to you." Your investment is taken for granted, why are you still blaming Brother Huo?"

Song Mingyuan was already angry, but now that Qiao Ruoqing spoke to him in such a tone, he became even angrier, "Qiao Ruoqing, don't think I don't know, you admitted it in front of me that day, and you are obviously responsible for this project! It was you who helped Huo Jingyuan snatch the project over..."

Because of being angry, Song Mingyuan unconsciously raised his voice, and Qiao Ruolan who was next to him pulled his arm, trying to remind him, but before he could say anything, Song Mingyuan shook his hand away.

To Qiao Ruoqing, seeing Song Mingyuan like this was undoubtedly something to be happy about.

Qiao Ruoqing smiled flamboyantly as she raised her lip-glossed lips, "What about the evidence? Mr. Song, you are not as capable as others, so don't blame everything on others. A big man will only make others look down on you. "

While speaking, he did not forget to look at Qiao Ruolan behind him, "Ruolan, do you think so?"

Qiao Ruolan was originally only worried about Song Mingyuan, so she didn't pay much attention to what Qiao Ruoqing said. Now that she was called by name suddenly, she was a little dazed, and said "Huh?" in a daze.

But her voice fell on the ears of the people around her, as if she had acquiesced.

Qiao Ruolan blushed when she heard a burst of laughter from around her, "Sister, don't..."

"Since you still call me sister, let me give you a piece of advice. Song Mingyuan is not a good man. I don't blame you when you were with him behind my back, but you are my sister anyway, and I don't want to see you either." Falling into a sea of ​​bitterness, turn back sooner."

After speaking, he turned and left, leaving Song Mingyuan and Qiao Ruolan surrounded by the crowd to watch the joke.

Arriving at the bar, Qiao Ruoqing took a glass of red wine, took a sip, and felt that it was not satisfying, so she simply raised her neck and drank the whole glass of wine in one go.

This was the first time in a long time that Huo Jingyuan felt that Qiao Ruoqing was somewhat similar to her previous appearance.

Glancing towards Song Mingyuan, he happened to see Song Mingyuan and Qiao Ruolan leaving angrily. Huo Jingyuan couldn't help laughing lowly when he remembered how he was messing around with Qiao Ruoqing just now.

He has always looked down on this kind of practice, but just now he actually admitted that Song Mingyuan gave him the project.

Does he still use others?
Qiao Ruoqing had already picked up a glass of wine again, holding the glass, lying on the bar counter and staring at the wine in the glass, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows.

"You hate them very much?" Huo Jingyuan asked.

Qiao Ruoqing glanced at him, suddenly smiled and shook her head, "I don't hate, not only don't hate, but also very grateful to them, they are my benefactors."

"Benefactor?" Huo Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, apparently not quite understanding the meaning of these two words.

Qiao Ruoqing sat up straight, "Yes, one has the grace to save my life, and the other has the grace not to marry me."

When the voice fell to the ground, another glass of wine was drunk.

If it wasn't for Qiao Ruolan, then she wouldn't know what kind of person Song Mingyuan was. She would foolishly marry Song Mingyuan like in her previous life, and then ruin her life forever.

Therefore, those two are her benefactors, and they deserve a few more drinks.

Huo Jingyuan originally thought that a tough woman like Qiao Ruoqing should drink well, even very well.

But she didn't expect that after a few glasses of red wine, she fell headfirst on the bar counter.

Huo Jingyuan froze for a moment, then pushed Qiao Ruoqing's shoulder, but there was no response.

After a few more seconds, he called Qiao Ruoqing's name twice, but the girl was still lying on her stomach and didn't even move.

Huo Jingyuan was a little depressed. Does this mean he should carry him back?

Touching his eyebrows, he looked around again.

It's still early and we haven't left yet, so it's inappropriate for him to carry this woman out like this... isn't it appropriate?
But you can't let her just sleep here!
After sitting there for several minutes, Huo Jingyuan made a difficult decision and finally stood up from the chair.

Just at this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes came over with a wine glass, "Mr. Huo, I am..."

"Excuse me."

He said those two words very simply, without even looking at that person again, he picked up Qiao Ruoqing and walked outside.

The man just kept staring at Huo Jingyuan's back, falling into self-doubt.

Huo Jingyuan carried Qiao Ruoqing out of the banquet hall, and then opened a room in the hotel.

Originally, she was going to put Qiao Ruoqing down and leave, but just as she put Qiao Ruoqing on the bed, the girl grabbed her by the collar fiercely.

Her skin was originally fair, but at this moment, she used so much strength that even her fingertips turned blue.

"Qiao Ruoqing?" Huo Jingyuan frowned.

The girl frowned tightly and ignored him. After a few seconds, a crystal teardrop suddenly flowed from the corner of her eye, and slipped into her hair silently.

"Song Mingyuan...Song Mingyuan..."

Just as Huo Jingyuan was about to wipe her tear-stained hands, he stopped in place.

She was calling Song Mingyuan's name?
Drunk, crying and calling Song Mingyuan's name?
Don't you obviously hate him that much?Didn't you already say that you want to destroy him?
The girl in her dream didn't know where she was now. In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the cellar of the Song family, back to those dark times. Qiao Ruolan and Cai Meixian held knives in their hands and cut her skin There was a deep groove on her face. She was in pain and wanted to resist, so they tied her hands and pressed her to the ground.

The more she cried and the more she suffered, the more they laughed, as if torturing her was their only pleasure in life.

Later they gave her a mirror, just to show her what she had become.

She clutched her face in her hands and wailed in the cellar, but was never heard.

No... No... Those days have passed, no one cared about her, she died, and then went back to five years ago, everything started again...

Yes, she can save herself, she can change her destiny, she knows what kind of faces those people around her have, she can change...

But why is her face still bloody?Why is her leg still numb?How can she take revenge like this?

"No... no..." She hugged her leg with one hand, and grabbed her bleeding face with the other, "No...I want revenge...I can't just die like this...no Can……"

The girl who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly cried and shouted, startling the man sitting on the chair next to her.

She flicked on the light switch with her long hand, and the dimly lit room suddenly became brightly lit. When she looked at the bed, she saw Qiao Ruoqing's body shrunk into a ball, her pale and bloodless face was covered with tears, and her brows were frowning. Wrinkled tightly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, he looked extremely painful.

"Qiao Ruoqing?"

"don't want……"

Huo Jingyuan reached out to wake Qiao Ruoqing up, but just as her hand touched Qiao Ruoqing's shoulder, she immediately slapped her back with a "slap", and at the same time shouted: "Help...don't...help Ah... let me go... Qiao Ruolan, Song Mingyuan, I will take revenge, I will definitely... It hurts, it hurts..."

She spoke incoherently, but screamed shrilly, her voice seemed to penetrate the wall.

Huo Jingyuan had never seen a woman cry like this before, her helpless and emaciated body shrunk into a small ball, as if she could easily be carried away in her arms, but she cried out in pain again, as if she was suffering from trauma. His skin was broken, and his heart was grabbed by a big hand.

Because of being beaten, he knew that she was very resistant to being touched by others at this time, and he didn't dare to touch her again, so he could only sit by the side and watch her, fearing that she would roll off the bed.

But what exactly did this woman go through to make her become like this?
Huo Jingyuan stayed in the room for a whole night without leaving a single step. It was almost dawn when he sent a message to Cheng Han, asking him to bring a set of women's clothing to the hotel.

When Qiao Ruoqing woke up, her eyes hurt a little.

She didn't know what it was about.

From my impression, she seemed to have had a few extra drinks in the banquet hall last night, and then...drunk?
But if you're drunk, shouldn't you have a headache when you wake up?Why does her eye hurt?

With her hands behind her, she sat up from the bed, yawned, and a scent suddenly entered her nostrils.

The taste of soy milk.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he saw Huo Jingyuan sitting beside him, with a few fried dough sticks on the tea table, a drawer of buns, two bowls of soy milk, and porridge.

Uh... what does this mean?
"I……"

"You were drunk last night." Huo Jingyuan glanced at her, then lowered his eyelids, and put the newspaper aside.