Mia's decisive move towards the pillar, the collapse of her worldview, caused her to continue to collapse, and she could no longer find any hope of continuing to live.
In her life, Lin Shuang, who might not even be able to save her life, once loved her.
But what's the use?
She couldn't even protect her in her belly.
What's more, she doesn't want such a dirty and lowly status, such a humble life.
She, Mia, was born to stand on the land of Saudi Arabia, enjoy the inexhaustible resources given to them by the world with the royal princes and wealthy businessmen of the Middle East, and live a life of wealth and dignity.
But reality didn't just slap her in the face.
He even wanted to force her to death.
Mia's movements were too fast, and her forehead would hit the sharp decorative relief of the pillar in the next second.
One hand easily picked up the collar of the back of her neck, pulled her away and threw her to the ground.
Qin Yin's eyes swept over her embarrassed posture slowly and casually, and he curled his cold lips condescendingly:
"Mia, you can't die."
"Be strong. It would be great to go back to China with your biological mother and live a good life. When you are desperately trying to become Fahman's daughter, don't you mean that you are looking forward to family love? Family love is now in front of you, but why are you happy? Are you going to hit the wall?"
"Okay, actually it's nice to be Mother Lin's daughter. That means you live in a servant's room, and you have to get up early every morning to manage the cleaning and purchasing affairs of the entire Jun family. Besides, you are Mr. Jun's biological daughter. He I should compensate you.
Five thousand yuan a month shouldn't be too much. After all, when I was at Jun's house, it was only one thousand and fifty yuan a month.
As a human being, the most important thing is to be content~~"
Qin Yin leaned slightly, his eyes were still cold, but every word he spoke was to consider and care for her and explain how she could live. Every word that fell in Mia's ears made her feel that life was worse than death. Life.
She is in Saudi Country A, even if she is just an adopted daughter.
That is also the disposable power of one million US dollars per month. Qin Han is a prince. Even if he does not have the real power like Fahman, the income that his bloodline brings to him is already unmatched.
Besides, everyone knows how much Qin Han loves and dotes on her.
She was always called "Miss Mia" respectfully. She was used to being aloof, how could she bear the feeling of falling into the mud?
To her, that was simply more terrifying than death.
Listening to Qin Yin's bad words of "stoking discord", Mother Lin felt extremely resentful.
At this moment, she regretted it so much.
Regret that when Qin Yin was three years old, she was drugged up and thrown to the traffickers.
She should have been bolder and strangled her to death when she was defenseless and unable to fight back.
But it's too late to think about anything now.
Qin Yin, a little bitch, is no longer someone she can afford to offend. Even Jun Zhesong, her own father, is actually very afraid of Qin Yin from the bottom of his heart.
But now she has nothing left, only her love for Lin Tangtang is left, and her life is all she has left.
She is barefoot, so what should she be afraid of?
"Qin Yin, stop pretending to be a good person. Tangtang is your sister after all. How can she only get five thousand yuan? Who of the children in the Jun family does not have a living expenses of three hundred thousand yuan a month?
Don't worry, Tangtang. As long as you go home with mom, mom will no longer be a servant in the Jun family. Mom has saved some money over the years, enough for me to take you back to my hometown to buy a house with two bedrooms and one living room. We, mother and daughter, Depend on each other for life..."
Mother Lin looked at Mia expectantly. Even though she was pushed down by Mia just now, she was still grateful in her heart. As long as Lin Tangtang didn't die, she could lose her life.
However, she talks about plans for the future.
It was the darkness that Mia was more afraid of.
Town... town?
What a poor place that is!
She is Miss Mia, whom the princes of Saudi Arabia and the wealthy businessmen all want to fawn over. The clothes she wears are either big-name brands or high-end.
But for the rest of her life, she would be trapped in a strange and backward town, living in a small house with two bedrooms and one living room?
Is that kind of life really a human life?
She was used to enjoying the privileged class, so how could she be willing to fall to the bottom?
Qin Yin saw that Mia's face became even more ashen after Lin's mother told her the future she imagined in her heart, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Tsk, want to die?
It's not that easy.
The most terrifying thing is for people who have enjoyed the most luxurious upper-class royal life in the first half of their lives, or even in the privileged class, to fall into poverty, backwardness, and darkness in the second half of their lives.
"No, I don't want it!"
"You are not your daughter. I don't want to depend on you. I don't want... I don't want it."
"Help, who will help me?"
"Jun Yu'er, sister Yu'er, where are you from? You must have something to do, right? I beg you, either take me away or kill me. I don't want to be the daughter of this crazy woman."
Mia continues to suffer a mental breakdown.
In her panic, she suddenly saw Jun Yu'er who was trying to slip away. She knew very well the strength of the person behind Jun Yu'er. Only he could rival Fahman.
Such a person had power that she could not even imagine, and Jun Yu'er was the one he protected.
Jun Yuer must have a way.
Mia hurriedly crawled in front of Jun Yu'er, grabbed Jun Yu'er who had already moved to the third level of the melon-eating crowd, and held on to the hem of her skirt in supplication.
Immediately, the melon-eating crowd took the initiative to spread a circle for them.
Jun Yuer: "..."
She was so convinced!
Damn it, Mia, why didn't she just hit her to death completely?
Jun Yuer gritted her teeth and lowered her eyes to look at Mia's crazy look. She didn't save her last time, let alone this time.
She directly slapped Mia's hand holding her skirt away in disgust. She frowned and her eyes had long lost the so-called gentleness and generosity. At this moment, she looked down at Mia's miserable condition with contempt.
He said coldly: "Mia, accept the reality."
"Your background is not worthy of standing here. You should be lucky that Qin Su brought you here. Otherwise, how would you be qualified to compete with Qin Yin on the same stage?"
Jun Yuer said deliberately.
She mentioned Qin Yin just to provoke Mia.
Let her turn her attention to Qin Yin. She was not the one who stopped her from dying just now.
But it’s Qin Yin.
In essence, Qin Yin wanted to torture her deliberately.
She was just following the trend and then trampling on her.
"Qin Yin? Qin Yin!!"
"She planned all this, she wanted to drag me down, she wanted to destroy me."
Sure enough, Mia turned to look at Qin Yin, as if she would die with her in spite of herself the next moment.
But this time, Qin Yin did not look at it coldly.
He strode forward and slapped Mia in the face with his backhand.
Immediately, he stood up neatly, spinning and kicking in the air. His movements were neat and crisp, without any sloppiness.
He kicked Jun Yu'er on the shoulder, and pushed the person down hard with his long legs.
Power, absolute suppression.
There is no doubt about the value of her force, she was just too lazy to use it before.
But now, Jun Yuer wants to run away?
Then let’s start settling the score with you~
"Mr. Jun, if you owe me, kneel down and kowtow. I will help you get down personally. Why don't you take a good posture?"
"Tsk, tsk, is it because the corpse is inconvenient?"
