Chapter 15 Little loser

Luo Qingqiao whispered: "It's not convenient for him."

"Is it inconvenient? There is no such person, right? How many times have I asked you? You won't even give me a photo, let alone take it home."

Wang Lanni finished speaking with disgust and then added: "Your sister-in-law has introduced another person to you. I have seen the photos. The child looks quite honest and knows how to live a good life. You can go and see it tomorrow."

"I'm actually married."

Luo Qingqiao had already returned to the house. When the housekeeper came to greet her, she waved her hand and pointed to her cell phone, which was still on a call.

She stopped knowingly, and Luo Qingqiao went back to the bedroom where she lived first, took out the marriage certificate at the bottom of the box, took a photo and sent it.

Holding the marriage certificate in her hands, she said: "I have received the certificate, and I have no plans to divorce for the time being."

"Mom, I'm married." Her eyes were filled with tears. "You should be happy. Didn't you say that you would be satisfied as long as you see me get married?"

The person on the other side could finally hear something wrong in her voice, and Wang Lanni panicked and said stumblingly: "He's not good to you?"

"No, he's nice to me."

This sentence seemed to reassure her, "What about the betrothal gift? How much can he pay?"

She didn't want to talk about it: "Not much."

"How much is it? Five hundred thousand? Three hundred thousand? At least two hundred thousand, so your brother's down payment will be settled."

Luo Qingqiao listened to her talk about how difficult it was for her to raise her two eldest children; she heard her say that her younger brother had recently made a mistake and quit his good job; and she also heard her talk about how it would be great if the children start a family and buy a wedding house for her younger brother. There are girls willing to marry.

"What about me?" she asked.

"Aren't you already married? Your husband can support you, so you should help your brother more."

"Mom, the money I gave you before was for you, not for my brother."

She hung up the phone, and when her mother called again, she was put on the blacklist again.

In fact, she should have known a long time ago that she did not have a harbor to anchor at any time, so she could only move forward.

The housekeeper waited for half an hour before knocking on the door.

"Aren't you going to eat? And sir, has he gone out?"

"Yes, he went out." Luo Qingqiao didn't want to get up from the bed and said in a low voice, "I don't have an appetite either. I'm sorry for the trouble."

"It's okay, it's okay, have a good rest."

When she turned around, she whispered: "What a sin."

Sometimes Luo Qingqiao hates that her ears are sharper than others.

She could hear the dislike behind her, she could hear her mother's favoritism, and she could also hear the voices of those who felt that they were not a good match after seeing her and Zhou Fan together.

She got up from the bed.

The basement of the villa was converted into a wine cellar. She went down to get a bottle of wine and took it to the study.

Without taking the cup, he took off the cork and poured it into his mouth. After a few sips, he started to deal with the order he had just received.

The company finally agreed to her resignation. After all, the online incident never turned around, and Zhou Fan never visited the company again.

They didn't know that she lived in Zhou Fan's house. They thought she had been dumped and had no use value, so they fired her directly.

She had already negotiated a deal with the company she wanted to switch to, but knowing that she was the one still listed on the hot searches and there was no follow-up, she could only hide her name and take a few loose orders to make ends meet.

It was late at night, the bottle of wine was empty, and she fell asleep with her pillow on the keyboard.

Zhou Fan came back in the early morning. He saw the light in the study room was on. When he came to turn off the light, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol and saw Luo Qingqiao who was drunk.

"You're really promising." He stood in front of her and glanced at the empty wine bottle. "This bottle of wine is the most expensive in the wine cellar, and you can find it."

The hour hand points to 2 o'clock, drizzle continues outside the window, the north wind blows, and the leaves fall all over the ground.

When Zhou Fan carried Luo Qingqiao back to the bedroom, she grabbed his clothes and refused to let him go.

The news about Zhao Yan's drug use finally came out at this time.