Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

Suddenly a girl appeared and stopped in front of Qiao Zheng.

She was the same age as Qiao Zheng, but there was malice in her eyes: [You are Qiao Zheng, the daughter of that bitch?Let me tell you, your mother is the man who robbed my mother from mistress, she died well! 】

The girl was Mu Xueyan. Qiao Zheng had heard of her, but this was the first time she had met her.

Mu Xueyan bent down, squatted in front of her, and cursed viciously: [Qiao Zheng, you are Xiaosan's daughter, and you are also a little bitch! 】

Qiao Zheng couldn't hear her mother being humiliated, and was about to fight back.

"Snapped--"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Mu Xueyan raised her hand and slapped herself while no one was paying attention, and then burst into tears!

In an instant, her crying caught the attention of everyone present, including Qiao Zhenbang and Ye Qinqin.

【Mom, my sister hit me, it hurt so much...】

Mu Xueyan covered her cheeks, hugged Ye Qinqin and cried, then looked at Qiao Zhenbang, pointed at Qiao Zheng and continued to complain: [Uncle Qiao, my sister still scolded my mother, saying that my mother is mean, deliberately seduced you and made her mother mad !She also threatened me that I'd better get out of Qiao's house, or she will bully me every day in the future...]

[Uncle Qiao, it was you who promised to treat my mother well and love me as her own daughter, so my mother married me... Originally, I wanted to call you 'Dad', my sister is so fierce, I don't Dare to call. 】

Following Mu Xueyan's backlash, everyone who had just been bullied by Qiao Zheng finally found a vent, pointing out high and high: "Like a mother, there must be a daughter. A mother is so unbearable, and a daughter is also a bad embryo!"

"She has such a vicious heart at such a young age, it's really scary!"

"As soon as the stepmother came in, she started doing something to her step-sister, so she might do something in the future!"

Under everyone's heated discussions, Qiao Zheng watched her father approaching her with a gloomy face.

"Snapped--"

Then, she watched her father raise a slap and slapped her hard on the face: [Sinister, Xueyan is your sister, what have you done! 】

The slap hurt and made her heart cold.

Qiao Zheng knelt for a long time, unable to support her body under the load, her hands rested on the ground in embarrassment, but her back was always tense, revealing her silent stubbornness.

At this moment, she deeply felt that after losing her mother, she was abandoned by the whole world, and there was nothing to miss.

[It wasn't her who hit it! 】

At this moment, the youthful voice sounded a bit abrupt.

[My sister didn't do anything, it was my sister who beat herself, and planted it on her sister. 】

The young man's tone was clean and convincing.

So Qiaozheng retorted angrily after hearing that Mu Xueyan had been exposed: [You are talking nonsense, why should I beat myself?Who are you! 】

[It doesn't matter who I am, I just can't see it, so many of you... bullying a little girl who just lost her mother. 】

The young man was neither humble nor overbearing, standing in front of Qiao Zheng: [Mr. Qiao, she is also your daughter, you are too partial to the younger daughter, you do it without asking, you... will break her heart. 】

Even if Qiao Zheng didn't look up, she knew that her father's face must be very ugly.

However, with Ye Qinqin trying to smooth things over, it's all over: [Yes, hubby, Azheng was also sad for a while, what are you doing to beat the child, it's easy to be misunderstood. 】

This incident was just a small episode, Qiao Zhenbang listened to Ye Qinqin's persuasion, and took her and Mu Xueyan to the side, and everyone dispersed slowly.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Zheng knelt on the ground with her hands on the ground, immersed in her own world.

She didn't notice that the boy in front of her hadn't left yet.

Until her body warmed up, the boy put a coat on her: [Little girl, you are wearing too thin... Don't be sad, others don't love you, you have to love yourself even more. 】

...do you love yourself?

Qiaozheng was thinking in a daze, listening to the young man's admonition in his ear: [Don't pay attention to the gossip from outsiders, protect yourself... Auntie just went to heaven, I believe she will be in a place where you can't see, continue guarding you. 】

After the boy finished speaking, he turned and left.

It seemed that he was just passing by Joe's house, not coming to attend the funeral.

When Qiao Zheng raised her head, she didn't catch a glimpse of his face, but only captured a figure from his back, thin, slender, and steady.

[Sorry uncle, that's my alumnus, just passing by here, he doesn't understand the situation, he didn't mean to make trouble! 】

Not long after, Qiao Sisi, who came late, explained this, and then approached Qiaozheng again: [Azheng, don't be too sad, my aunt is also suffering, it may not be a bad thing to go early...]

Qiaozheng lowered her eyes, hiding the pain in her heart, and then asked softly: [Sister, that person just now... who is he? 】

[He, Huo Beiheng, the man of the hour in our school, the male god recognized by all the girls...]

Huo Beiheng...

Like a person who has fallen into an abyss, when he is desperate, he suddenly sees a light and wants to hold it in his hand.

Everyone was cruel, but only he... gave her warmth.

Thank you, kind stranger, she silently remembered this name in her heart.

Three years later, she was admitted to Qiao Sisi's school, which integrated high school and university together.

That evening, there was a hazy drizzle, and the cold wind blew away the gentleness.

She forgot to bring her umbrella, and when she was looking for Qiao Sisi, she met a person far away from her teaching building.

Under the drizzle, the young man held an umbrella and wore a sky-blue school uniform, as clean as a piece of rough jade.

At the first sight, Qiao Zheng was startled for a moment, feeling that the young man was good-looking, and he hadn't had any thoughts yet.

[Little girl, we met again, why didn't you bring an umbrella? 】

Unexpectedly, the young man stopped in front of her, covered her head with an umbrella, and his handsome face showed a little surprise.

Qiao Zheng didn't know, so: [You are...]

[Huo Beiheng, I'm Huo Beiheng... Three years ago, I met you at your mother's mourning hall. 】

He said and stuffed the umbrella into her palm: [I haven't seen you for three years, you have grown up, and you have become schoolmates with me, study hard, little girl. 】

He smiled slightly, it was raining, but it was as warm as the sun, which coincided with the warmth in the mourning hall three years ago.

It turned out to be him, it turned out to be him!

With a twitch of her heart, she stretched out her hand to him. It was a reunion after a long absence and an acquaintance for the first time: [Hi Huo Beiheng, I'm Qiao Zheng... from now on, can I call you 'Brother Beiheng'? 】

From then on, her secret love for three years began. By the time he was admitted to university, he had already started his business and became a brighter star.

It's a pity that he was too young to be framed by his competitors, and he was thrown into jail!

She was so distraught that she begged everyone she could, but no one came to help.

To be cleared of a person's crimes, it is not enough to have money alone, you also need to have connections!

At the critical moment, someone contacted her and gave her a way out, at the price of... spending a night with a dying 40-year-old man.

She is not yet 19 years old, and she is panicked, scared, and helpless.

But for the sake of her sweetheart, she went without hesitation.

That night, she lost her virginity and became pregnant with Little Moon.

Later, she became his wife, following behind him like a shadow, accompanying him to make a comeback, but the marriage was a mess.

The five years of married life have run counter to her ideal love, and they have been tortured time and time again.

Even so, she still couldn't give up.

In eight years, loving someone has already been carved into his bones, and it has become a habit that cannot be quit.

Nightmares struck, scenes of memories were intertwined, Qiao Zheng couldn't sleep soundly, her brows were tightly frowned.

Vaguely, she heard someone calling her: "Mom...wake up...don't scare me..."