Chapter 224

Style: Girl Author: Su JingzheWords: 1170Update Time: 24/01/18 04:13:18
Although Jin Enrou is kind-hearted, she comes from a poor family and looks sickly. Can Shen Bailu not be able to defeat her if she can't scheme?

But Tang Qiaoer can't do it. This woman has a prominent family background and is so shady. If she really reconciles with Shen Jingjue, then she will become a punching bag for the eldest daughter of the Tang family to vent her anger on.

Thinking of this, Shen Bailu secretly hatched a plan.

As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, so why not summon Jin Enrou over, then sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, making them both lose?

After making up her mind, she dialed Jin Enrou's phone number.

"Sister Rou'er! This is incredible! My second brother brought Tang Qiao'er home, and the two of them kissed me. I'm afraid your position as the second young mistress will really be lost!"

...

Shen Jingjue ordered the servants to come over and clean up Shen Chulu's room, while Tang Qiaoer kept hugging her and comforting her softly.

"You are not afraid of the first appearance. You are not afraid of the first appearance. My sister is here."

"It's not sister, it's sister-in-law! It's sister-in-law!"

Shen Chulu was already twenty years old, but autism made her words and deeds look perverse and childish. She clutched Tang Qiaoer's clothes tightly and stubbornly insisted, "Sister-in-law, please don't leave. Can you please stay? I really miss you......"

The name "sister-in-law" made Tang Qiaoer extremely embarrassed, and her graceful back stiffened unnaturally.

Shen Jingjue quietly watched their intimate interaction, and couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to get closer to her.

"Mr. Shen."

Unexpectedly, Tang Qiaoer seemed to have eyes behind her back, and suddenly spoke in a cold voice, "I know you have a lot to do, and I also know you hate this family. But after all, you grew up watching Chulu, and you have always respected Chulu. Your brother.

If you are not hard-hearted, if you still have a trace of kindness in your heart, please don't turn a blind eye to Shen Bailu's bullying behavior next time! If I find out that Shen Bailu bullies Chulu again, I will definitely sue her for intentional injury. "

Shen Jingjue was startled and pursed his thin lips tightly.

He is usually too busy and has very little time at home.

He really didn't know that Shen Bailu was so cruel to his biological sister, and that her sisterly affection in front of his grandfather was all fake.

"I swear to you, this kind of thing will never happen again." Shen Jingjue said loudly.

"What did you swear to me for? I'm not the one who got hurt."

Shen Jingjue was criticized again, but he was used to it.

Tang Qiaoer comforted Shen Chulu for a while, and then she and Shen Jingjue came to the room where she had lived alone for three years.

She walked to the bedroom with ease and opened the closet. Everything that belonged to Bai Xiaoxiao inside was neatly arranged.

Tang Qiaoer thought of how hard she had worked and put her heart and soul into preparing these gifts for Shen Jingjue. She thought of the lonely nights she spent doing handicrafts. She thought of how she brought these gifts to him, but he didn't even look at them. The indifference...

She was carrying the man on her back, her heart and lungs were filled with sadness, and her red lips were filled with a self-deprecating smile.

In the past, she was extremely attracted to this man.

Now, only the head remains.

"Is there a box? I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. Please lend me a box so I can pack my clothes..."

Before the sound fell, Tang Qiaoer felt a shadow passing over her head.

She raised her eyes in surprise and saw a well-proportioned hand with its fingers slightly spread, pressing the cabinet door again.

The delicate cuffs of the man's suit flickered with dark light, and she shuddered with shoulders hunched, her apricot eyes widened, "Shen Jingjue, what do you mean?"

Shen Jing felt her thin lips slightly open, and she read her name very low and hoarsely from deep in her throat: "Tang Qiao'er."

The overwhelming magnetism touched her ears, spreading through her nerve endings like electricity.

"If you want to take the things away, just answer me, why did you marry me back then?"