The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

"Qi Heng, you will not die well! Bai Nanqing, you will also get your retribution!"

Xu Xiaolan looked at her daughter who was locked on the terrace, exposed to the wind and rain alone. She was a small ball, and after being blown down by the wind, she kept getting up again.

The rain mixed with her tears, and she scratched at the glass, shouting for her mother at the top of her lungs.

Xu Xiaolan felt heartbroken and she compromised.

She gave everything her parents left behind to Qi Heng. She only wanted her daughter.

But she was still naive. When she was leaving with her daughter in her arms, Bai Nanqing stopped her.

Bai Nanqing had a smug smile on his face: "Xu Xinlan, you don't have a penny now, how can you raise your daughter? I have a friend who is a couple with no children. I can give Nini to them as their daughter. Nini will definitely enjoy a happy life with them. You don't have to thank me~"

"No! Nini is my child. As long as I'm alive, I will never allow you to send her away!" She hugged Nini tightly and rushed into the heavy rain.

But Bai Nanqing gave Qi Heng a cold look, and Qi Heng chased out and grabbed Nini's braid.

Nini was pulled suddenly and cried loudly in pain, but her voice had already become hoarse.

Seeing her daughter in pain, Xu Xiaolan had no choice but to let go, and Qi Heng took the opportunity to snatch Nini away.

Xu Xiaolan almost collapsed in despair, "Qi Heng, Nini is your own flesh and blood, how could you give her to someone else? My father risked his own life to save you and raised you to be a talent, but you repay kindness with hatred. Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"Don't mention marrying my own children to me. I feel sick just thinking about having a baby with my enemy!" Qi Heng angrily threw Nini onto the stone steps.

Bai Nanqing walked over in her high heels and deliberately stepped hard on the back of Nini's hand, causing her to scream in pain.

Xu Xiaolan had never felt so helpless and hateful before, but for the sake of her daughter, she could only kneel down and kowtow to the two men:

"Please, I have nothing left. You can't take my Nini away from me again."

But the arrogant man was full of disdain. He kicked her in the stomach with disgust, knocking her to the ground. Then he turned around, picked up his daughter who was crying hoarse, and left with Bai Nanqing, who had a smug look on her face.

The blood from her forehead mixed with rain flowed into her eye sockets, and the smell of blood seeped into her nasal cavity. Her daughter's shrill cry and Bai Nanqing's triumphant laughter tore her heart apart.

Her parents died, her home was gone, and her daughter was kidnapped. She thought of reporting the case and looking for her father's former best friend, but before she could go far, she was caught by Qi Heng's men.

They locked her up and announced that she was suffering from mental illness due to the loss of her parents.

She was imprisoned, unable to go anywhere, and tried her best to escape.

When she saw Nini again, it was three months later. Her once lovely and well-behaved daughter had turned into a broken and emaciated corpse.

In order to drive her crazy, Bai Nanqing had his daughter's body sent to her and performed an autopsy under her nose.

What was most difficult for her to accept was that her daughter had been violently molested before her death. Her daughter was less than two years old!

Looking at the horrific injuries on her daughter's body and imagining the helplessness and pain she felt while being tortured, any mother would collapse.

Bai Nanqing walked in again when she was almost going crazy. She pretended to touch her non-existent tears and said in a delicate voice:

"Lanlan, I'm sorry! I didn't know that my friend was a pervert who would attack children. Don't be angry, Nini's death was not in vain. My friend is a director, and he gave me a chance to play the leading role! Lanlan, you and Nini are really the noble people in my life!"

Xu Xiaolan screamed heartbreakingly with the sweet smell of blood: "Bai Nanqing! You beast! You will not die a good death!!!"

Bai Nanqing, however, grinned as if he didn't care much: "If anyone is going to die, you will die first. Your whole family will be wiped out! Don't you know? The death of your parents was not an accident. Brother Heng and I had planned it long ago. Your father was so rich, but you refused to let them help my stepfather pay off his debts. You all deserve to die!!!"

After hearing her words, Xu Xiaolan spat out blood on the spot, and then fainted in Bai Nanqing's disgusted eyes.

When she woke up again, she was already on a ship.

She came to the side of the ship, looked at the surging sea, and fell into the sea as if she was possessed by a demon.

As her body was tossed in the waves, she vaguely saw Qi Heng standing by the boat and looking down.

He acted that anxious and heartbroken look so realistically.

Perhaps it was not her destiny, as she did not die and was instead picked up by a fishing boat.

By the time she returned after recuperating on the fishing island for three months, news of her suicide from depression had spread.

Qi Heng also blamed her for his daughter's death, saying that she fell to her death after she had an attack.

But he declared that he still loved his wife.

He will not consider marrying again for the time being, and Siyuan Daily Chemicals will always be named Xu.

"Everyone is praising that beast for his deep affection. He stepped on the corpses of my parents and daughter, spent my family's money, and made Bai Nanqing a star step by step. Now you know why Bai Nanqing looked like he saw a ghost when he saw me, right?"

Xu Xiaolan's calm tone was trembling slightly, and the hint of self-mockery at the corner of her lips was filled with despair and sadness.

Qiao Zhixia looked at Nini's tombstone in front of her. The girl's smile on the tombstone was so cute that the anger in her heart almost turned into reality.

It is indeed as Xu Xiaolan said before, compared with the beast she met, a man like Chen Jiedong is merely morally corrupt.

"You are really good-tempered. If it were me... the grass on the grave of that pair of beasts would be three meters high. What would you do?"

Xu Xiaolan gently stroked her daughter's tombstone, her eyes filled with surging hatred.

"I will make them lose everything, and then make them endure a thousand times the torture that my daughter and I have endured, and then die miserably."

"So what's your plan?"

"When the gap in strength between you and the enemy is too big, any plan is just empty talk, so I want to ask you to help me." Xu Xiaolan looked at Qiao Zhixia with a sharp gaze, and the pleading in her eyes was extremely urgent.

Qiao Zhixia did not rush to agree to her, but asked a question that had been bothering her for a long time.

"You are from Guangcheng. After your family suffered a tragedy, why did you run to a small county town so far away from Guangcheng and find me in the small county town?"

A gentle breeze blew in the cemetery. Xu Xiaolan, or should it be Xu Xinlan, gathered her broken heart. After turning her eyes away from her daughter's tombstone, she took out a photo from her bag and slowly handed it to Qiao Zhixia.

Qiao Zhixia didn't understand what was going on. She took it and glanced at the old black-and-white photo. It was a family photo of five people.

When her eyes accidentally swept over the man sitting in the middle holding two children, her pupils couldn't help but tremble.

"Who is this man?" She was surprised to find that the man was 70% similar to her father.

"My grandpa is also...your grandpa."

Qiao Zhixia forgot to breathe, her eyes trembling slightly in astonishment, "What did you say? My. Grandpa?"

"It can't be wrong, because your father and my second uncle are almost exactly the same. My mother is the eldest daughter of my grandparents. When she was five years old, my grandmother gave birth to a pair of twin boys, who are my second and third uncles. Your father is my third uncle..."

This photo was taken when the brothers were one month old, and not long after the photo was taken, civil war broke out in the city where they lived.

The family could only take refuge with their family members at a relative's home in the countryside, but something unexpected happened. When my grandmother and the villagers came back from the fields, my youngest uncle was missing...