Kiss!

When Qin Rao returned home, Tang Wan had something to do and had already left.

The property manager waited at the door, and apologized as soon as he saw her, "I'm really sorry, Ms. Qin, we have checked upstairs and downstairs, and there is no blockage in the sewer of any resident."

Qin Rao stopped at the door, "Could it be that my house is blocked?"

The property owner smiled, "We have to go in and have a look to find out."

After a night of sultry fermentation, the smell became even better. As soon as the door was opened, the complexion of the property staff began to turn hideous.

The uncle who was in charge of dredging the pipeline had long been used to it, and strode in.

After a pass inspection, I came to a conclusion: the sewer in the house is not blocked, and the sewage in several rooms is more like artificially spilled.

Not many people have the password of her home, the manager, Logan, Auntie Cleaning, and... Zeng Hanming?

But he wouldn't be so low-spirited, right?

Qin Rao's head grew big, and her first reaction was to call the police.

The police came out quickly, two policemen, one was responsible for investigating and collecting evidence, and the other was inquiring.

There was no sign that the door lock had been tampered with. It was obvious that an acquaintance committed the crime, a typical retaliation.

The police asked who had the door lock code and who she had a feud with.

When they heard that her ex-boyfriend was cheating, the policeman couldn't help but look at her twice, probably thinking that the man is blind because he is so pretty and cheating.

After collecting evidence, the police left her phone number and asked her to wait for news.

The cleaning took a long time to clean up the house. I don't know what the other party spilled. After cleaning, there were still many red, yellow and yellow marks on the floor.

In the bedroom, the wooden floor has been soaked up, and the doors and windows have been open for a long time, but the smell is still lingering.

I'm afraid the house will have to be remodeled.

She sat on the sofa for a while, feeling that the unpleasant smell was all over her body.

The phone rang again and again, Qin Rao finally picked it up, and before he could speak, the other party's overwhelming scolding poured out of the phone.

"Qin Rao, are you capable now? After becoming a starlet, you don't pay attention to me as a mother anymore, right?"

This kind of situation happens more or less twice a year, Qin Rao is used to it.

After Fang Jingwen finished cursing, Qin Rao said, "Mom, what do you want from me?"

"I'll be right there, and I'll tell you when I get there."

Qin Rao sighed, got up and opened the door, and within 5 minutes, Fang Jingwen came in angrily.

As soon as I entered the door, I covered my nose, "What's the smell here? You can't live in the villa at home, and you have to move out. It smells worse than a garbage dump. Fortunately, you can live in it."

This apartment in Xicheng District is small in size, with two bedrooms and one living room. She bought it after years of hard work on her [-]th line, without spending a penny from her family.

In order to escape that cage, it was her own confidence.

Qin Rao said: "I was attacked and retaliated by someone, and I just cleaned it up after I spilled something."

"Who did it?"

"do not know."

Fang Jingwen paced back and forth at home, her high-heeled shoes rattling on the floor, she walked to the balcony door and fanned her hand while asking, "Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

"It smells worse when it's opened."

Fang Jingwen waved her hand, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business, Han Ming told me that you broke up with him, right?"

Qin Rao had expected this earlier, and said unhurriedly: "He cheated. When I was out filming, he brought the woman to my house."

Fang Jingwen: "He explained it to me. It was all a misunderstanding. He came to help you water the flowers, and that woman came along by the way."

Qin Rao took a deep breath, "Do I need to take off my clothes when watering the flowers?"

The room was quiet for two seconds, and Fang Jingwen's tone softened for two minutes, "Maybe his clothes got wet while watering the flowers? You didn't even give him a chance to explain..."

"Mom," Qin Rao said weakly, "I'm not a fool, do you think this makes sense?"

"Whether it is reasonable or not, the two of you should sit down and have a good talk."

"Since he has his choice, and I never liked him, why do you insist on bringing us together?"

"Qin Rao!" Fang Jingwen said unhappily: "Who am I doing this for? It's not for you. I let you spend the past few years in the showbiz, have you made a name for yourself? A woman's peak period is only a few years, Do you still want to wait until you are old enough to remarry?"

Qin Rao rubbed her forehead, her tone was full of powerlessness, "Why can't I live alone when I have to get married? Can you just leave this matter alone?"

She looked haggard, it was obvious that the events of the past two days had caused her a lot of trouble, and Fang Jingwen was also a little soft-hearted.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later. I won't quarrel with you. You can't live here anymore. Come back and live with me."

Qin Rao was silent for two seconds, "I'm going to live with Tang Wan."

Fang Jingwen raised her voice immediately, "Aren't you going to enter that house, are you? Have your father and I treated you badly over the years?"

Qin Rao corrected, "He's not my father."

Fang Jingwen choked, "Yes, you're just talking about your dead father, you..."

The deceased father was mentioned in such a way, coupled with the irritability in his heart, Qin Rao immediately became angry, "Don't mention him!"

Fang Jingwen was taken aback by her yelling. After she realized it, her anger also came up, and her voice was a little sharp.

"You miss Qin Shan, what about me? From high school to now, I have raised you for nothing for so many years. Which one is not the best for you to eat?"

Indeed, only by raising them can they be sold at a good price.

Qin Rao raised her head to look at her, since she had already reached this point, she didn't care about tearing her face apart.

"Do you think I want to be adopted by you? Do you think I want to? Since you want to abandon your husband and son, why do you come back to me? To be your rich wife..."

"Snapped--"

A slap interrupted Qin Rao's subsequent words, she maintained the posture after being slapped, her skin was fair, and the few fingerprints on her cheeks were particularly obvious.

Fang Jingwen was also taken aback by her behavior, "One by one..."

Qin Rao turned her head and looked at her lightly, "Don't you think it's ironic that this name came out of your mouth?"

The two eventually parted ways.

Sitting on the sofa, Qin Rao took out a photo from the drawer under the coffee table. There was a trace of transparent glue on the lower right corner.

There are two people in the photo, she is 15 years old and Qin Shan, 42 years old, is the last photo he left.

Qin Rao looked at the photo and smiled, tears flickered in her eyes, but they did not fall after all.

With a choked sound, she smoothed the photo and put it back in place.