President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Feng Yin wiped his hands, looked at her indifferently and distantly, and just staring at her made Ji Xiang bow his head in low self-esteem.

"In today's society, monogamy is fundamental. Leng Yan and I are a legal couple. Someone covets my husband, and it's so obvious. If I still want to, it's my own problem. Then I deserve to cry in the future, and the pain is also Serve it right."

Feng Yin spoke concisely, but slapped Ji Xiang in the face.

No wonder Feng Yin said that she coveted other people's husbands, it is true.

"Fengyin, I won't affect the relationship between your husband and wife. I know my identity and ability too well. I just want to have a foothold and a place to rely on. You don't know that those people bullied you like this in Independence County Mine, it's because my mother's status is low, such as Ji Chao and the others never look at me directly, shouting at me, even beating and scolding is commonplace, I just don't want to live that kind of low-spirited life anymore. "

Ji Xiang has her reasons. In the past ten years, she has tried her best to collect black information about Ji's family.

Feng Yin looked at Ji Xiang, so weak and innocent, even retreating step by step, no matter how you looked at it, there was nothing he could do.

But the truth won't be covered by the surface.

"Ji Xiang, your mother is the third party, isn't she? You are looked down upon not because your mother's status is low, not because she is not a descendant of a wealthy lady, but because she was almost beaten to death by your father's first wife when she was pregnant. , has been begging and kneeling behind the gate for three days and three nights, her persistence is as strong as yours.

We can now say that she is not an easy mother, she doesn't want any face for the child in her womb, but what is the truth?She thought that if she was pregnant with a boy, she would be able to be more expensive than a mother, but what happened?You were born a girl.Your mother was very disappointed, and she didn't care much about you from then on, and tried her best to please your father's family.

The beginning of your tragedy was not caused by yourself, but who can blame you for getting to where you are today?I will give you the opportunity to choose, send you to study abroad and accumulate, so that you can live a normal life without worrying about food and clothing, without being a dodder flower clinging to others.This is already something that many people can't ask for, do you want it? "

After Feng Yin finished speaking, Ji Xiang's face was like a palette, his mouth opened, and he didn't respond to Feng Yin for a long time.

"I... I'm almost 30 years old, it's too late to study now... The money you gave me for studying is also a waste, I will stay in the Night Palace... It's good."

Ji Xiang managed to squeeze out a few words, Feng Yin shook his head, "It's a little late to study at the age of 30, but you don't have no foundation at all, I can send you to a suitable school, rent you a safe apartment, and give you Living expenses, let you start over elsewhere. Do you know how many people, the dream is just three meals a day without enough food and clothing?"

If Ji Xiang agrees, Feng Yin will help her without hesitation.

Ji Xiang is not bad in nature, but her childhood environment has affected her, and the surrounding environment has hit her too hard, and she doesn't want to start over.Now that she was able to come to the Night Palace, all her thoughts were on how to stay in the Night Palace for a long time, and she never really planned for her future.

"Ji Xiang, your mind is indeed simple, but you are also very persistent, but you are wrong. If you are persistent, you shouldn't be persistent."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he turned and left.

Having said all this, Ji Xiang still refuses and she has nothing to do.

Everyone has their own choice, sometimes persistence will keep the clouds open to see the moon, but sometimes just let yourself step into the endless abyss step by step.