Suppressing the pain in his heart, Joa
a walked into the living room. Father Qiao, who was away on a business trip, was currently sitting in his seat, smiling and chatting with some of his friends and family. Beside him, Qin Rou was also dressed in a blue evening dress, looking like a gorgeous lady with her hair tied up.
"An'an is coming. Come, come and sit." With her sharp eyes, Qin Rou saw Joa
a walking in and immediately greeted her happily.
Joa
a looked at her fake face and almost vomited on the spot. She really did admire this woman. Her acting skills were so great, why didn't she become an actress?
When Father Qiao saw his daughter, he quickly greeted her as well, "An An, come and sit. There are many friends who have come today. You can sit at the same table as the young man."
Joa
a directly walked toward the table of the younger generation. There were her cousins sitting there, as well as some younger generation members from the Qin family. Joa
a sat there expressionlessly. An aunt gave her a bowl and chopsticks, then she buried her head in her food.
Tonight's di
er was quite sumptuous. For Joha
, who had not eaten meat for a few days, the large table full of meat was her goal.
The younger generation was not friendly to Joa
a. Perhaps it was because her mother had been too arrogant, causing her to lose her good impression of others.
"An An, have a drink at the bar. Today is Little Xuan's birthday. Can you give Aunt Qin some face?" Qin Rou immediately walked over and said with a kind face.
Qin An did not even raise his head as he said, "I have a car. You are not allowed to drink."
The smile on Qin Rou's face froze for a second. However, she was not angry. No matter how overbearing Joa
a was, wouldn't she come over to celebrate her son's birthday? This damned girl, don't even think about competing with her son for the family property. She wouldn't let him succeed.
"Since you don't drink, just eat more. I see that you've gotten ski
ier recently." When the bystanders saw this, they praised Qin Rou's magnanimity and magnanimity. One must know that Qin Rou was not a good stepmother, as she had endured humiliation for so many years and had never taken the initiative to take any trouble for Joa
a and her daughter. On the other hand, Joa
a and her daughter had been working at home all day long, so everyone had a good impression of Qin Rou.
Joa
a ignored the woman and continued to eat.
Father Qiao walked over and asked her, "An An, Grandma said that you're looking for a job now. Are you short on money?"
Just as Joa
a was about to answer, Qin Rou rushed over and said, "Old Qiao, don't worry too much about safety. She's not young and isn't a child. It's not a bad thing to get out of society early."
When Joa
a heard Qin Rou's inconsistent words, she sneered in her heart. Originally, she didn't want to ask Father Qiao for money, but now, it seemed that she had to sell it for a miserable price.
"Dad, I want to study piano. My friends have all registered, I also want to apply for a piano." Joha
immediately said.
"Learning the piano is good. Girls have to learn these elegant things." Father Qiao was pleased that she had made such a decision.
"But, I asked, a piano costs at least a hundred thousand, and this is still the worst kind. Dad, although I admire my friends, but I still give up. Mom and you are divorced, you have a new family, I shouldn't always ask for money." Joa
a said with a thoughtful expression.
"If you want to buy it, then buy something more expensive. Don't buy the worst kind, I'll transfer 500 thousand to you tomorrow. Pick one of the better ones." Father Qiao still had this daughter in his eyes. Although he didn't have a good relationship with his ex-wife and didn't have much time to accompany his daughter, he still felt that he owed her, so he was generous with the money.
"Really? "Thank you, Dad." When Joa
a saw Qin Rou's stiff expression, she instantly became happy.
"Go back and rest early. Drive carefully on the road." This was the first time Father Qiao saw his daughter smile again. To be honest, he felt much better. As long as there was a chance to compensate his daughter, he would do his best.
When Qin Rou heard that this damned girl had taken five hundred thousand out of her mouth, she was extremely displeased. This Old Qiao was really a
oying. How could a damned girl like Joa
a have any artistic skills? How could she learn piano? Hehe, this is so fu
y.
Could it be that if she fought off that yellow-faced old lady, she wouldn't be able to defeat the little lover of Old Qiao's previous life?
Qin Rou bit her lips in hatred. It seemed that she should also get pregnant and give a daughter to Old Qiao. It seemed that although he liked his son, he was still good to his daughter.
When Qiao An saw Qin Rou's dark and gloomy expression, his mood improved greatly. Since his mother couldn't cure her, then she would definitely think of a way to make her sad.
When Joa
a returned home, it was already past 9 pm. She was very tired, so after taking a shower, she fell asleep on the bed and slept until dawn.
Joa
a got up early in the morning, because it was Saturday and there were no classes at school, and she was sitting by the window, ready to go over her books, ready to skip the exams next week.
Joa
a, in a cool nightgown, with her long hair in disarray and no mood to comb, nibbled on a loaf of bread and carried a cup of books as she walked up and down the room. She had a bad habit of remembering the contents of the books in such a way that they would be memorized more quickly.
During the college entrance exam, the family had always been restless. If it wasn't her mother crying, then it was her father scolding her. She hid in her room, unable to focus at all, and could only restlessly walk around the room to ease her anxiety. Unexpectedly, she found that moving her memories seemed to be able to make her remember more things.
"Bang bang." While Joa
a was reading, there was a knock on the door.
When Joa
a thought of the message that Businessman sent her two days ago, she thought it was to confirm the water meter. She opened the door and found Luo Beiyuan standing outside.
"Huh?" When Joa
a saw the man who looked like a god, she was stu
ed. She stuttered and asked, "Luo ??" "Mr. Lo, why is it you?"
Luo Bei Yuan looked at her drowsy face and was shocked. Was she just getting out of bed?
"Is this yours?" Luo Beiyuan suddenly raised the wallet in his hand and asked her in a low voice.
Joa
a's beautiful eyes widened and she quickly took it to confirm. "It's mine. Where did you pick it up?"
"On the garage floor. I think it might have been yours." Luo Beiyuan went to the company early in the morning and saw a pink wallet in the garage. There was some money and some documents, and a few bank cards. It was almost certain to be hers.