fatal attraction

Chapter 4 Interspersed

Ying Zhao didn't intend to hide it, she nodded, "Please open the door."

"Is it because of what happened yesterday?"

"No," Ying Zhao saw that Yuan Yichen hadn't responded yet, so he reached out and pressed the remote control on the key, "I thought about it a long time ago."

She got out of the car and went straight to the house. She came here often, so she was quite familiar with it, but when she opened the door, she saw Qiao Hanyin sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Qiao Hanyin, who took off her dress, is usually a person who can't wait to do her best to dress up. She has been like this since she was a child. When she rolled her eyes, Ying Zhao knew what she was thinking.

It's the same now, she looked at Qiao Hanyin's smiling face when she turned her head, and said naturally: "Are you there too?"

Probably because her reaction was too flat, Qiao Hanyin saw the tall figure coming in from behind, and yelled stickily: "Brother Chen~"

Yuan Yichen didn't expect her to be there, he glanced at the nanny standing on one side, then at Ying Zhao who was sitting on the other sofa, and said awkwardly, "Why are you here?"

"Xia Zhedong said let me take a rest first, there is a press conference tomorrow."

Qiao Hanyin's voice was sweet, and because of deliberation, it was even more sweet. Ying Zhao took the tea given by the nanny, took a sip slowly, and looked up at the more embarrassed Yuan Yichen and the smug Qiao Hanyin.

"Um."

"When will you get engaged?"

Ying Zhao asked suddenly.

She raised her eyes to look at these two people. Yuan Yichen was tall and handsome, and Qiao Hanyin, who was like Jiaohua, was a good match. After all, her sister grew up and might not know much about other things, but she never knew what she wanted. It's all imperative.

This is the No. 11 year she knew Yuan Yichen, the fifth year she was a boyfriend and girlfriend, and the third year she found out that Qiao Hanyin liked Yuan Yichen. Turning a corner, she and the people around her turned into a grotesque world. From the beginning to the end, the people she held dear to her heart all these years were still unfamiliar, and they didn't take her seriously at all.

She didn't respond at all.

Qiao Hanyin looked at Ying Zhao condescendingly, and suddenly felt a little discouraged. She hated Ying Zhao. There is no doubt that she hated Ying Zhao after her father married Ying Zhao's mother and they lived together. No, from their parents She didn't shy away from Ying Zhao when her children were together before marriage.

In the beginning, her home was on the street outside the alley, while Ying Zhao's home was deep in the alley.Ying Zhao's mother is a widow, a beautiful widow, and she doesn't look like a middle-aged person. When the women in the alley get together, they always talk about each other, envy and disdain.

Envious of the other person's appearance and figure, on the one hand, he expressed his disdain for the woman who dresses up every day, thinking that she is coquettish.

Ying Zhao's mother is the front desk of the street guest house, and Qiao Hanyin's father is in the hardware business opposite the hotel. Qiao Hanyin's mother was in poor health after giving birth to her, and died when Qiao Hanyin was seven years old. In [-], his father married Ying Zhao's mother.

Ying Zhao, who had no father since she was a child, was 13 years old at the time. The girl developed early, she sprinted very fast, and ran around in the alley like a monkey all day long. It's a hoop, Ying Zhao is number one in everything, and even if Ying Zhao is tanned, people think she is not ugly.

Her eyes are not like the peach blossom eyes of her beautiful mother, they are inner double, long eyes, and there is a fold inside when you close your eyes. The brilliance floated to the end of the eyes and entered the pupils, as if trying to suck people in.

On the first night when her father took Ying Zhao's mother and daughter over, as soon as Ying Zhao entered the room, she yelled at Qiao Hanyin, who was lying on the floor changing the doll's clothes, for her sister.

Qiao Hanyin has met Ying Zhao many times, and she has also seen those children who followed Ying Zhao and called Ying Zhao sister Zhaozhao, and those who were as old as Ying Zhao called Zhao'er.

The voice was so familiar that it bothered her.

Impatiently, she threw the doll towards Ying Zhao, ran to the room and closed the door, and burst into tears.

No matter how unhappy and conflicted she was, her father and Ying Zhao's mother still lived happily. Ying Zhao was very active in recognizing her father, which made Qiao Hanyin, who didn't call her mother every now and then, very annoying.

But she didn't have the chance to yell later, because he took his stepmother to the next market to buy goods one day and never came back.

In the middle of the night, she was rear-ended by a truck in the tunnel, and Ying Zhao's mother died on the spot. Qiao Hanyin's own father is still half dead, with a tube inserted and occupying a bed in the hospital.

The adults are dead, the half-dead are half-dead, and the two little ones will suffer.

Ying Zhao's mother was not from the local area, and her natal family was not familiar with her. She didn't bring her back for a look after so many years of Chinese New Year. Qiao Hanyin's father's family had only one seedling from his father. One of the two elders passed away, and the remaining grandma lived Her father remarried before he got married, so it's the same as if he didn't.

When Ying Zhao was 15 years old and Qiao Hanyin was [-] years old, they both became orphans. In fact, it wasn't that miserable. At least her parents brought them together, and the two sisters also had company.

Qiao Hanyin was not a good-tempered person in the first place, because her father spoiled her so much that she could get whatever she wanted on weekdays, but her father disappeared overnight, and she became a person in the hospital who couldn't be woken up with a tube. The driver's family couldn't get out 1 yuan, and all the money from the insurance was used to cushion the vegetative state, so the two of them had nothing.

Ying Zhao happened to have graduated from junior high school, and had passed compulsory education, so she didn't even think about going to high school. A teenage girl said she was the same age as Hua, but Ying Zhao was probably the flower that bloomed from a cactus. She gritted her teeth. She didn't go to school, so she went to work part-time. She worked as a delivery truck with the truck that knocked her mother and stepfather apart. She drove through deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night. The shortest trip was three to five days. For a long month, Qiao Hanyin used all the money she brought to learn dancing.

She is a girl in her teens, even if she hasn't grown up yet, older men don't care what you look like, they still want to play hooligans when they take off their pants.

Ying Zhao did this job a few times, and finally quit when she was beaten on the head and almost broke. She was thrown in a place two provinces away from the capital, walked for a long time on the national highway, and spent more than one hour. I just went back on Sunday.

It was the weekend when I went back. When I opened the door, Qiao Hanyin was sitting on the threshold of the courtyard, her delicate eyebrows were furrowed. When she saw Ying Zhao, she asked for money directly.

She was used to Ying Zhao's appearance, so she wouldn't find it strange.

The little girl in adolescence, her family is not rich, but her vanity is the first to keep up, and she has learned to compare herself without a teacher.

Ying Zhao's footsteps were sloppy, his brain ached, and he clutched the 800 yuan he took out of his pocket, and handed half of it to Qiao Hanyin, automatically filtering out the other person's stinginess.

It was evening that day, and there seemed to be a burning cloud. Ying Zhao remembered seeing it when she was very young. She just sat crookedly on the ground with her back leaning against the threshold until she could not see the burning cloud.

The next day she changed her job and delivered food to restaurants. The salary was not as high as before, but it was considered stable.

The restaurant matched her with a sophomore, and she ran around the alleys carrying takeaways all day long, ringing bells, and every time Xiao Wenqi came back from school, she would bump into him riding a bicycle and swishing past.

She has worked in this job for two years, and she has done other things in the middle. With the previous relief money, she can barely support her life.

When she couldn't make it through the most, a group of hairpins in her alley gave her some money. Xiao Wenqi also approved some small headgear, and followed her to the night market to sell. People with loud speakers were not as good as her, and they even made money with profits overnight. Give it all to Ying Zhao.

When she was in junior high school, she paired up with a rich man, but she stopped studying later, and the other party called to ask about it, and Ying Zhao asked him to pair up with her younger sister. Unfortunately, Qiao Hanyin's grades were really bad and she couldn't meet the standards.

But even though her grades are not good, her looks become more and more beautiful every day. The room is full of star posters, and she has a lot of star dreams. She only calls Ying Zhao when she asks for money. When she gets the money, she immediately turns her face. This is really possible. Be an actor.

Ying Zhao didn't care too much, she was smiling all day long, in the service industry, a smiling face is a must, and she got used to it over time.

Xiao Wenqi, who was the same age, asked her why she brought Qiao Hanyin such a burden, otherwise she would just let him go to the orphanage. Ying Zhao refused to say it at first, but until the night Xiao Wenqi graduated from college, everyone drank too much. When she asked again, Ying Zhao's mouth loosened.

Probably because her mother married Qiao Hanyin's father, and Qiao Hanyin's mother saw each other before she died.

This was said by Qiao Hanyin. The relationship between the two sisters is not very good. Although Ying Zhao really loves her, Qiao Hanyin still remembers this and always feels that Ying Zhao's mother and daughter owe her.

That is a matter of course.

If it were Xiao Wenqi, of course I wouldn't bother to talk to you, but it was Ying Zhao.

That was a real punch, after all, Ying Zhao was born with a sense of responsibility and was very loyal, if a friend asked her to help with something, she would readily agree to help.

Not to mention the debt owed by her mother.

In fact, the kind that can be written off.

The more Ying Zhao is like this, the more her white-eyed wolf sister will go too far. She will be angry if she doesn't pick it up when it rains, and she will be uncomfortable riding that broken bicycle when picking it up. Ying Zhao's clothes are too ugly. He was the one who had his tongue pulled out, so he babbled all his life and was so mean to death.

The more deliberately she said it, the less Ying Zhao responded.

"I do not……"

"After the year!"

Yuan Yichen's words were blocked, followed by Qiao Hanyin's unhesitating words. After she finished speaking, she glanced at Yuan Yichen, her eyes fluttered, and it seemed a bit threatening.

"Then let me know and I'll come."

Seeing that Yuan Yichen was clearly about to explain, Ying Zhao put down his glass and said, "You two can settle the matter yourself, then you and I will break up peacefully."

When she said it, she had no nostalgia, nor was she sad, but she was not happy either, and there was no wave, as if she was talking about an unimportant thing.

Again.

Qiao Hanyin felt annoyed every time she saw Ying Zhao's lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes. No matter how she treated Ying Zhao before, the other party's eyes were like looking at a child. Later, she embarrassed her in public, or Killing the only interest shown by the other party, Ying Zhao would not react violently, but looked at her indifferently, and said "OK" "If Hanyin wants to do this, sister is fine".

So if she snatched Yuan Yichen away, it would have no effect on her?

Ying Zhao's cell phone was beeping all the time, and she didn't even look at the voice on WeChat. She stood up and said, "Yichen, my decision has been communicated. I will formally resign after the handover here is over."

Yuan Yichen was her boss, and she was her boyfriend before, but not now, but Ying Zhao's tone was still not blunt, after all, they had known each other for so many years, and they were considered friends.

"You resigned?!"

Qiao Hanyin suddenly shouted!Shocked, she walked over to Ying Zhao, wanting to question her, but Ying Zhao ignored her, opened the message on her mobile phone, and walked out the door.

Although her system voice was turned down, the other party still heard a little when she passed Yuan Yichen's side.

He probably asked where Ying Zhao was and if he was free.

The owner of the voice, he just asked, was the lame Xinzhao boss, Kong Yitang.

From the back view, Ying Zhao is also an ordinary person, but Yuan Yichen knows that the other party is not. The first time he saw Ying Zhao was in the ruins of the messy residential area in the suburbs. He followed his mother and drove to find the pair. Yes, but this place is too remote, and cars can't drive in, so I can only ask passers-by.

Ying Zhao was eating a boxed lunch. She was wearing a yellow hard hat, and the environment was very dirty. The zipper of the overalls she was wearing was unzipped, and she was wearing a vest with the collar dropped, revealing a little of her chest.He just sat casually on the concrete and steel bars, ate big mouthfuls, froze for a moment when he was disturbed, wiped his mouth casually, took off his hat, his long hair fell down, covering half of his face, and those staring eyes But it was too vivid.

Vigorous vitality exuded from her whole body, and when Yuan Yichen looked at the address reported on the note, she smiled——

"That's my family, are you the son of the Yuan family?"

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