The doll kisses him with a disability

The sky was gloomy, thick dark clouds were piling up, and it looked like it was going to rain. The housekeeper parked the car at the entrance of the villa, and turned around to ask Su Qingge: "Does Miss Su need help?"

"No, no need."

Su Qingge shook her head and refused. In fact, she didn't have many things to take. Ji Yunfei was very well prepared, whether it was clothes or daily necessities. She came back this time just to take away her mother's home. Photos here only.

When she was five years old, her mother died in a car accident. Su Qingge's impression of her mother was very vague, and she could only slowly outline her mother's image by relying on the only photo she left. look.

And after her father died, even before the first seven days, her stepmother Song Lan forcibly took away the key of her house and threw her to Ji Jiangfei. Here, she has nothing to do with her.

Su Qingge stood in front of the home she was familiar with, took a deep breath, and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but the door was pulled open from the inside with a "hu".

Before she could react, a pile of messy clothes flew towards her. Su Qingyu was startled, subconsciously turned sideways to hide, and looked down, only to realize that it was her own clothes!

"Didn't you go to Ji's house?"

A sharp female voice suddenly sounded, Su Qingge raised her head, her stepsister Su Yunqi was standing inside the door, looking at her with disgust on her face, "What are you doing back now?!"

Su Qingge looked at the pile of her own things on the ground, her clothes had been trampled to tatters, the dolls that had been placed by the bed were cut open, revealing balls of cotton...

"Why did you throw my things!"

Su Yunqi was taken aback, but she didn't expect Su Qingge to talk to her like this.

After all, in her eyes, her so-called younger sister has always been soft-spoken, not even loud, but now she dares to yell at her!
A trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes. Since Song Lan married into the Su family, she has also become the eldest lady of the Su family. But compared with Su Qingge, she is like a pheasant in a phoenix skin, forever You can't be in the elegant hall, and when others mention Miss Su's family, they only say Su Qingge!

Su Yunqi pushed Su Qingge hard, causing her to stagger and almost fell to the ground: "What's your name? You slept with that paralytic all night, and someone backed you up, right?!"

As soon as the words were finished, Su Yunqi's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly glanced around to make sure that Su Qingge was the only one, before she straightened her back again.

Although Ji Jiangfei was indeed a paralyzed patient, no one dared to say such words in front of him.

After all, behind Ji Jiangfei there is a powerful Ji family, saying that Ji Jiangfei is slapping the face of Ji's family, and she would not dare to do so with Su Yunqi's courage.

Su Qingge's eyes were slightly red, she straightened her back, and looked directly at Su Yunqi, "These are my things, you have no right to touch them!"

"It's just a pile of rags. My mother vacated your room to make a dog kennel. Your rags take up a lot of space, so just throw them away." Su Yunqi waved her hand impatiently, "You still have to pick them up yourself. !"

Su Qingge was so angry that her whole body trembled slightly, Su Yunqi curled her lips triumphantly, and just about to sarcastically say a few more words to her, she saw Song Lan walking out of the room.

"Xiaoqi, why are you so noisy?"

Su Yunqi rolled her eyes, turned her body sideways to reveal Su Qingge, and said, "It's not this unlucky thing, who came to the door early in the morning to collect the trash!"

Song Lan glanced at Su Qingge calmly, straightened her clothes, and assumed the posture of a gentle and elegant lady, but her tone was harsh and mocking: "It is said that the water splashed by a married daughter is Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, since you have already married the young master of the Jiang family, isn't it inappropriate to run here?"

"I'm just coming back to get something."

Song Lan's words reminded Su Qingyu, she clenched her fists tightly, bent over to clean up a pile of messy and dirty debris on the ground, and pushed aside a few pieces of clothes piled on top, she saw the photo with her mother .

Fortunately, the group photo was wrapped in clothes and did not shatter.

"It's just some junk. If your sister wants it, give it to her. Don't tell her. Our family is not willing to give your sister anything."

Song Lan's tone was like a poisoned knife, sharpening the softest part of Su Qingyu's heart. She held back her tears and reached out her hand without saying a word. Just as she was about to pick up the group photo, a foot wearing a high heel slipped Step on it straight!

"Clap-"

With a sharp and crisp sound, the photo frame of the group photo was trampled to pieces!
Su Qingyu's half-stretched hand froze.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it, who told you to stop here?" Su Yunqi's voice rang above her head, "You see, you are really serious. If you want to pick up junk, you have to pick it up in another place, right? Good dog no Do you know... ah!"

Su Yunqi was pushed back a few steps by a sudden force, and fell down by the door in embarrassment. She looked at Su Qingyu who stood up suddenly in disbelief, her beautiful face was almost deformed by anger, Furious: "How dare you push me?!"

The glass on the photo frame has been completely broken, and even the photos in it have been affected and look dirty.

Su Qingyu stared blankly at the photo, her mind went blank, she pushed Su Yunqi away almost subconsciously.

"It's a long-term skill, isn't it?"

Seeing this, Su Yunqi became even more angry, suddenly raised her hand, and slapped her hard on the face!
A "pop" sounded in Su Qingyu's ears, her ears were buzzing, and there was a sharp stabbing pain on her cheek. Su Yunqi's nails scratched her face, and blood oozed out immediately.

"Get out now!"

Su Yunqi slammed the door cursingly, while Su Qingyu stood there, looking down at the broken photo frame, tears finally fell down.

It didn't know when it started to rain in the sky, and several muffled thunders exploded in the sky, and then, the heavy rain fell without warning.

Su Qingge didn't care about her messy clothes, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the photo, and put it close to her heart, and finally looked at the place where she grew up, turned and walked out.

There is no turning back.

When returning to the car, Su Qingge was drenched, her long hair was dripping water, the housekeeper handed the clean blanket to Su Qingge, Su Qingge raised her head in a daze, the housekeeper said gently: "I thought Young Master Jiang was in poor health. There are always things like blankets in the car. Wipe them off, Miss Su."

Su Qingge gave a soft "um", and buried her head in the dry and soft wool blanket. The blanket also had a light sandalwood aroma, which made people feel at ease for no reason.