Hilarious sweetheart: chief palm treasure!

Chapter 910 A mean human being, a fragile me, and a strong us [01]

Zhang Xiao glared at her coldly, "Three male gods, plus a beautiful male best friend, do you want to show off your good luck?"

"Huh." Bai Xiaoling counted with her fingers, "You say that, it seems that my peach blossom is really good, and there are so many brothers supporting me."

"Hehe." Zhang Xiao snorted coldly, "It's just fake peach blossoms."

Bai Xiaoling clutched her chest and howled, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

It seemed that she was the only one to dip into this muddy water.

After getting in the car, she thought about Zhang Xiao's words carefully, and decided to 'confess and be lenient'.

Putting on the seat belt, he said to Gu Changge beside him, "Boss Si and Young Master Jiang are here today, and they want to be with us."

"Ah."

Gu Changge nodded in response, without any special expression on his face.

She watched carefully, and originally wanted to stop talking, but after thinking about it carefully, she still felt that she couldn't do it. After all, the whole military region knew about the fact that she followed the two of them before. It's over.

It's better for her to explain it.

Fumbling for the ring on her little finger, "Actually, I know that they only treat me well because of their deceased brother."

A trace of surprise flashed across Gu Changge's face, "You still have an older brother?"

He had never heard of it, only knew that she was an orphan without father and mother.

Bai Xiaoling twitched the corner of her mouth, her smile was a bit forced, "No one jumped out of the cracks in the rocks, right? I also have a father and a mother."

Her parents, both soldiers, died in missions, and then her elder brother.

Her parents left too early, she had no image, and even her brother's figure was almost blurred.

"My brother is not the same as them. It's like a school. Both the boss and Young Master Jiang should be influential figures in the school, but my brother is like the monitor of a class. He is diligent in doing his own thing, not very outstanding. , it’s not very special, but it’s because of the class they led, they remembered it.”

All the family members gave their all to this position. She should have been sent to an orphanage, but she didn't want to leave, and her family and friends in the army didn't want to send her away either, so they sent her to the art troupe.

She is real, born in the army, eaten in the army, and grew up in the army.

She loves and hates that position, loves its blood, loves its brilliance and glory, hates its ruthlessness and indifference.

So she stayed there, happy every minute and every second, and after she left, she walked simply.

Very contradictory thoughts.

"Maybe a little selfish, I don't want to let myself die there." She smiled faintly, "Although my father and mother's salary is not much, they have no time to spend at all, so I save it for my son's dowry, my daughter's The dowry, but my brother also left early, all the money fell into my hands, and there is also a large amount of sympathy money...Speaking of it, I am also a small rich second generation."

Speaking of this, she suddenly shed tears.

What's going on, it's obviously a frank confession, why the more I talk about it, the further I go.

Even though the figures of the family members are blurred, why do they still feel pain when talking about it.

Tears are a little uncontrollable. Sometimes people are really special. They can hold back tears when they are the most painful and unbearable. They bleed and sweat without crying, but once they stand beside someone, it seems that all the strength built up at that moment Fortresses are crumbling.

Only the most fragile truth remains.

(End of this chapter)