Quick Travel: The host only wants to make money

"Achuan, what's going on? Her appearance..."

Ling was full of doubts about Xia Mian's appearance.

Fu Qiongchuan withdrew his gaze and fell on the folder at hand, "Nothing."

It's nothing?

Xia Mian looked so similar to He Zhizhi that Ling Jue felt that Fu Qiongchuan had been too stimulated.

Now he couldn't understand what Fu Qiongchuan was thinking. What was he doing by putting a girl who looked so much like He Zhizhi next to him?Continue to torture yourself?

The relationship between Xia Mian and Fu Qiongchuan made Ling Jue a little worried.

Seeing that Xia Mian was so dependent on Fu Qiongchuan and acted coquettishly towards Fu Qiongchuan, Ling Jue felt that the relationship between the two was unusual.

"What's your relationship with that girl?"

Ling Jue was silent for a long time, struggled for a long time, and finally spoke.

Fu Qiongchuan said expressionlessly, "It doesn't matter."

But Ling Jue thought this was ridiculous. It didn't matter. Why did he come to the company to deliver meals even though it didn't matter?

Doesn't matter?Will Fu Qiongchuan go downstairs to pick her up in person?

"Does Xia Mian know that she looks like He Zhizhi? Or does she know that there is a person like He Zhizhi?"

Ling Jue's question was a bit sharp and touched Fu Qiongchuan's sore spot immediately, but Ling Jue did not give Fu Qiongchuan a chance to escape.

He just hoped that Fu Qiongchuan knew what he was doing. Not to mention that this matter had nothing to do with Fu Qiongchuan. Even if it did, it had nothing to do with Xia Mian, an innocent girl.

The only one who can't get out now is Fu Qiongchuan. He shouldn't drag another innocent person into it.

Ling Jue looked at Fu Qiongchuan with eyes that were both worried and determined.

"Qiongchuan, are you going to the hospital with me for treatment? It's not an option for you to continue like this."

Fu Qiongchuan just leaned back on the chair. He didn't know whether he was trying to convince himself or Ling Jue, but said firmly, "I'm not sick."

Ling Jue sighed, he knew it was like this again. Fu Qiongchuan resisted every time he mentioned this matter.

Just like a person who pretends to be asleep and can never be woken up, Fu Qiongchuan is in this state now.

Ling Jue felt that it was useless to say more, so he cleaned up the things on the floor and glanced at Fu Qiongchuan, "Think about it for yourself! Don't let yourself regret it."

After saying that, he turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Fu Qiongchuan was left alone, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of him, but his eyes were a little hollow.

Xia Mian did not go home as Fu Qiongchuan said, but as soon as she went out, she was stopped by someone.

It was her cheap dad, cheap stepmother and Xia Sang from the Xia family.

These people had fawning expressions on their faces. Xia Song coughed lightly and took a few steps forward, "Ahem, Mianmian! You haven't been home for several days. Dad is really worried about you. Your mother has done it at home. There’s a big table of dishes, shall we go back and eat?”

Yao Fenglan on the side was a little reluctant, and when she saw Xia Song glaring at her, she forced a smile.

"Yes! Mianmian, I have prepared meals at home, which are all your favorites. There is also lobster that your father asked a friend to get. You must like it."

Xia Sang was a little aggrieved on the side and said sarcastically, "Humph! What kind of lobster should we eat? Does she deserve to eat lobster?"

The voice was a bit loud. When Xia Song heard this, he looked a little ugly and scolded, "Sangsang, why are you talking to your sister?"

Xia Sang snorted coldly, stamped his feet, and turned around.

Xia Mian looked at this scene, what did this family want to do?

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Xia Mian raised the lunch box in her hand. It was empty, with some remaining vegetable soup still inside.

"I've already eaten. You can eat whatever lobster you want."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave, but Xia Song hurriedly held her back.

"Haha, it's just an unlucky thing that we came here. Well, this is your mother's wish after all. She has worked hard all morning! Eat less."

Xia Mian took a deep breath and turned to look at Xia Song, "Dad, I only have one mother. She is dead. It is impossible for her to crawl out from the ground to cook for me. Besides, my mother is a slut. The eldest lady who knows how to drink water doesn’t know how to cook.”

Xia Mian glanced at Yao Fenglan, who had a pale face on her side, "As for this aunt, even a high-ranking mistress deserves someone to be her mother?"

Xia Sang was standing with his back to them. When he heard this, he turned around and dug his long nails into Xia Mian's face.

"You little bitch, what are you talking about? Your mother is the mistress! Back then, my father and mother were in love with each other. If it hadn't been for your mother, they would have been together!"

Xia Mian blocked Xia Sang's outstretched hand with one hand and pushed Xia Sang aside. Xia Sang staggered a few steps.

Xia Mian shook her hand and looked at Xia Sang with cold eyes, "Ha! You can also say this? It was because Xia Song hated the poor and loved the rich back then. My mother was an only child and her family was in good condition, so she hid it. Mom, do you know what this kind of behavior is called? Do you know about marriage fraud? "

Xia Song looked at the people coming and going around him and felt a little embarrassed, so he yelled, "Okay! Xia Mian, what are you talking about? Shut up!"

Xia Mian sneered, "You know how to shut me up now? Don't do it if you can!"

What Xia Song hates most is when others mention these things, his face becomes dark, "You are a rebellious girl, do you still think of me as your father?"

Seeing that Xia Song was angry, Xia Sang nodded aside, "That's right, Xia Mian, we invited you home for dinner with good intentions, but you are so ignorant and even scolded dad. See how angry you made dad?"

After saying that, he went to support Xia Song and put a hand on his back to help him calm down.

Xia Song looked at the well-behaved and sensible Xia Sang, then at Xia Mian who looked at them with a sarcastic expression, and patted Xia Sang's arm with a look of relief on his face, "Sang Sang is still sensible."

He glanced at Xia Mian again, his eyes full of disappointment, "Xia Mian, you really disappoint dad. How did you become like this?"

It was obvious that Xia Mian was a little girl that everyone loved when she was young, but why did she become less and less popular as she grew up?

"No matter what, remember to go home for dinner today!"

"Don't go."

Xia Mian didn't stay here to watch them perform a scene of a family of three with a loving father and daughter, she still had things to do.

He turned around and left, ignoring the three people behind him.

But when I thought of something, I turned around and said, "If you really regarded me as your daughter, I wouldn't have lived like this all these years. Because of your indifference, what kind of life do I live at home? Have you paid attention to these?" ?

Do you still think that I have always been raised by you?Since I was in high school, I have been working part-time outside to earn my own tuition. The money I paid for college was all earned outside. "