She was divorced at the beginning of 1980, and the cannon fodder female partner went crazy.

Jiang Yingying was lying on the bed, feeling confused.

"Dear! Have you forgotten that you have an important task that has not been completed?" the system said in a toneless voice.

"What mission?" Jiang Yingying was annoyed.

"Go to the prison immediately to rescue Jiang Miaomiao, otherwise your [-] points will be revoked!" the system reminded.

"What kind of bad logic are you talking about? The points you gave can still be recovered!

I have already eaten Dali Pill. How do you recycle it? "Jiang Yingying continued to lie down.

"Dear! The effect of Dali Pill can disappear from time to time!" the system said slyly.

"Damn! What kind of rotten system do you have, and you can do this kind of thing?" Jiang Yingying was so frightened that the carp sat up straight.

I quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, dress up, and take some anti-alcohol medicine. I checked with an alcohol meter and found that I didn’t smell of alcohol at all.

When Seal entered the house, Jiang Yingying was humming and squinting in front of the dressing mirror. She didn't turn to look at him when she heard footsteps coming in.

However, her heart was still broken.

Blockade sat down on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Yingying continued to hum her songs and apply her powder.

"Are you not drunk?"

Jiang Yingying finally stopped wiping powder on her hands, turned her head, and pretended to ask casually.

Qing Fang touched his pocket and took out the cigarette case. There was no cigarette in it.

"You want me to get drunk!"

Jiang Yingying continued to apply makeup and rolled her eyes.

This man is really a master of acting. No wonder he was so protective of Liu Yue. It turns out that there is something like this involved.

"I do miss you getting drunk. When you get drunk, you might be able to call me Nan, Ah Yue or Ah Hua."

Blockade tilted his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Jiang Yingying, I find that you are becoming more and more insinuations when you speak!"

"Really? I've probably experienced too many things, and I just have a lot of insights!" After Jiang Yingying finished speaking, she picked up her bag and walked out of the room without looking back.

The children are doing their homework seriously in their rooms.

Jiang Yingying suppressed the grievance in her heart. A housewife like her could only take care of her children but not her career.

This is real life, it is never as beautiful as imagined.

"That Jiang Hu, Lan Hua, as the eldest children in the family, you should keep an eye on them.

I have something to do and may not be back until very late. "

"Okay, Auntie, we will definitely take good care of our younger brothers and sisters." Malanhua promised seriously.

Jiang Yingying was unable to correct the so-called address issue now, so she turned around and went out.

Qing Feng walked quickly to her side, took his arm, and forced a smile, "Where are you going? My husband will go with you!"

Jiang Yingying put down his arm and stared at him for a moment, "I'm going to the prison to visit my cousin, and you have to go too. She also admires you very much!"

"Forget it!" he said suddenly.

Jiang Yingying couldn't see any psychological activity from his dull expression, so she picked up her bag and walked out.

Driving Zhou Chunhua's car, two cars passed by each other at the entrance of the alley.

"Madam, wasn't that your car just now?" the driver said in surprise.

"Old Liu, I'm not blind. I can see it. This kid is blaming me!" Zhou Chunhua said sadly. She also had too many last resorts.

"Then shall we go to the lady's house?" the driver asked.

"Go, why don't you go? It's unreasonable for my grandchildren to stay at home every day and not go to school. That dead girl Zhou Qun, I have asked her parents to send her abroad." Zhou Chunhua said.

While waiting for the traffic light, Jiang Yingying saw a huge crowd of people in front of the clothing store.

sky! How could she forget about her clothing store? The business is so good, no wonder someone is jealous and wants to close down his clothing store.

Why did she see Hu Bin in plain clothes helping to greet customers at her door?

Jiang Yingying didn't have time to think too much, the light was red.

The car drove to the gate of the prison, and Ning Bao had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

When they met, they were met with a slap in the face, "I told you that you don't keep your word. I waited from morning until afternoon."

"Sorry, I have guests at home at noon, so I came a little late." Jiang Yingying said calmly.

Ning Bao took the initiative to open the car door, got in from the back door, and sat on it.

"Now, this form has been filled out. Have you brought your things?" Ning Bao asked directly.

"Of course I brought it. You've been waiting here for so long, isn't that what you're waiting for?" Jiang Yingying took out a check and handed it to her.

Ning Bao took the check, looked at it, ran to the guard and dialed a number, not knowing what he said.

After a while, the gloomy iron door opened, revealing a clothed woman holding a yellowed file in her hand.

The prison guard behind him said indifferently: "Be a good person after you get out, and don't do it again!"

Be a good person?

Jiang Miaomiao smiled indifferently, does this society allow it?

She thought a lot in prison. Her beautiful life was all thanks to these two bitches, Xu Yanan and Jiang Yingying.

She swore in prison that she would make life worse than death for these two bitches.

"Sister, I'm here!" Jiang Yingying sat in the car and stuck her head out to wave to her.

Jiang Miaomiao was sitting in the car, looking at the receding scenery outside the window. She put it on her lap and tightly grasped the corners of her clothes with her slender fingers.

"Sister, where are you going?" Jiang Yingying asked.

"Tell me, where can I go? I have no home now!" Jiang Miaomiao said with a bitter smile.

She, Jiang Miaomiao, has lived two whole lives without having a home.

It seemed that her fate was always so bad, never as good as Jiang Yingying's toe.

In her previous life, she was beautiful on the outside, but she was constantly bullied behind the scenes, and she kept making compromises. But no matter how hard she tried, she still had nothing and died alone.

As a result, she was reborn, and she had all the unbearable memories of her previous life.

The car drove for half an hour and finally arrived at a factory building in the city. Jiang Yingying spent several thousand yuan to buy it. She renovated it and made it very warm.

"Sister, this is the house I bought for you with all my private money, and I have only 1000 yuan, so you can make do with it. That's all I can do for you." Jiang Yingying took some money from her pocket. He took out money and a key and handed them to her.

"Wait a minute, Jiang Yingying, I don't believe you only have 1000 yuan!

If you don't practice martial arts, I can make you the eldest daughter of the Xu family, or I can make you a prisoner!

Or even if you and your child died in an accident? "Jiang Miaomiao threatened.

Jiang Yingying glanced at her and her face darkened, "Jiang Miaomiao, then you give it a try!

By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am really the eldest daughter of the Xu family, and you and Xu Yanan are both fakes. How do you think Zhou Chunhua will let you two go with how vicious they are?

So, it’s better to keep your tail between your legs and be a good person!

By the way, you don’t deserve to live in this house or use the money? Jiang Yingying said as she took back the keys and money, turned around, got in the car, and drove away.

Jiang Miaomiao was left messy in the wind after taking a sniff of car exhaust.

Fortunately, it was night now, so no one could see what she was wearing. If everyone saw that she was wearing prison uniform, she really wouldn't be able to live here. The spittle would drown her, and she would look like a rat crossing the street. Everyone shouted for beating.

She took a hairpin on her head and opened the door in three clicks. Damn Jiang Yingying, it was a joke to think that such a small difficulty would stop her.

But when she saw the refrigerator full of food, she became much less angry.

I quickly turned on the gas and cooked a meal, wolfed down three bowls of rice in a row, and lay on the sofa burping. Is this how we live in this world?