The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Jiang Haoyu looked at Feng Qingqing's appearance and shook his head. She really looked pitiful at this moment, but a poor person must have something to hate.

The way she is now is, in the final analysis, the price she is paying for her own selfishness.

Feng Qingqing wailed for a long time, and finally signed.

After a night's rest, Jiang Haoyu asked someone who had served Feng Qingqing before to help her pack her things the next day, but Feng Qingqing drove everyone out.

From a distance, I heard "cracking" smashing. Before Jiang Haoyu stepped into the door, a gemstone necklace was thrown out. The gemstones on the necklace hit the marble floor in front of the door, cracking several pieces immediately. cracks.

Jiang Haoyu frowned, and then heard Feng Qingqing shout: "If I don't take my things away, no one else can get them."

Then there was another crackling sound.

Yang Hongyang saw that Jiang Haoyu's face was not very good, and hurriedly wanted to go in to stop him, but Jiang Haoyu reached out and shook his head: "Let her go."

After talking, Jiang Haoyu turned around, and originally wanted to take one last ride, but now it seems unnecessary.

Feng Qingqing still didn't understand, and still didn't know how to repent.

Feng Qingqing smashed everything that could be smashed, cut everything that could be cut, and then got tired, so she slumped on the ground and rested for a while, then rearranged herself and walked out of the room.

Yang Hongyang has been waiting at the door for a long time.

Feng Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Yang Hongyang, still looking at Yang Hongyang with the attitude of a hostess.

Yang Hongyang didn't bother to bother her anymore after receiving the order, he just made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Feng, the car is ready."

Feng Qingqing snorted coldly: "It's just a dog, but the address has changed quite quickly, don't be complacent, I will come back one day, I must make you kneel on the ground and call me madam again."

Yang Hongyang felt aggrieved by her scolding, forced to suppress his anger, and comforted himself by treating her as a crazy woman.

Feng Qingqing stepped on red high-heeled shoes, and walked steadily with every step. Along the way, the maids, waiters, sentries, and gardeners didn't dare to talk too much when they looked at them from a distance. Their reactions made Feng Qingqing feel very good about herself. It seems that they are still treating themselves respectfully.

The car was parked at the main entrance of the castle, and Feng Qingqing calculated that she had lived here for five years and five months.

As he was about to step into the car, a childish and crying voice sounded: "Mom, don't go, Xiangxiang wants to be with you, mom..."

Feng Qingqing stopped under her feet, retracted her feet, and looked back.

It was her daughter Jiang Xiangxiang who ran towards her. Jiang Xiangxiang's face was full of tears at this time. Because she ran so fast, she lost one of her small leather shoes.

Feng Qingqing frowned when she saw Fei Yang's eyebrows, and yelled at Jiang Xiangxiang: "What do you look like, go away."

Jiang Xiangxiang was taken aback by Feng Qingqing's sudden scolding, and then she understood what Feng Qingqing was talking about. She quickly stopped, straightened her skirt, walked towards Feng Qingqing in small steps, and then Stopped in front of Feng Qingqing.

Only then did Feng Qingqing look at Jiang Xiangxiang contentedly, then stretched out her fingers, and gently wiped away Jiang Xiangxiang's tears.

"Princess Xiangxiang, you are so good. This is how you look like a lady from a famous family."

Jiang Xiangxiang was a little choked up and sobbing. These days, her father was watched very closely by people, and she couldn't go anywhere except her own room. If she didn't know from the maid who helped her comb her hair, she didn't know that her mother was about to gone.