Chapter 1257 Must be Hospitalized for Ten Days ([-]) Asking for a Monthly Ticket

Have the right to control her?
"Bah!" Xin Xiaoxiao's temper came, and he couldn't stop it, "Fuck you."

With a curse, she shook off Zhong Qingyang's hand vigorously, and was about to continue walking into the dressing room.

Zhong Qingyang's cold voice sounded behind her again, "You can also resist your father not to get engaged to me. In the future, everything in your Xin family will belong to your brother, your own brother."

"Fuck you~ Mom~." Xin Xiaoxiao stopped, bent over to touch a pair of high heels on the ground, and slammed them hard at Zhong Qingyang, "Zhong Qingyang, just wait and see, every step you take is so fucking steady Yes, because from the day we got engaged, my mother has been sharpening the knife, and one day I will cut off your hypocritical human skin inch by inch."

She admitted that she was threatened.

She believed that if she didn't get engaged to Zhong Qingyang and restrained herself a little, her father might not give her anything.

What she cares about is not only her own future, but the most important thing is that a lot of everything in the Xin family is the blood and sweat of her mother.

how come?And why would it be cheap for that vixen and her son?

Zhong Qingyang easily snatched the pair of shoes that Xin Xiaoxiao threw at him, knowing that she was being threatened, a triumphant smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, the photographer came over and urged, "The car is already waiting at the door, you two should hurry up and get ready to leave, otherwise we won't be able to finish shooting before dark."

Xin Xiaoxiao shook her hair, suppressed her anger, and walked towards the door.

……

During the whole day of shooting, Xin Xiaoxiao didn't show a smile on her face, at most she followed the photographer's arrangement, with the corners of her lips curled up mechanically.

This is their wedding photo, the last scene is under the sightseeing bridge in Haishi, and the photo is the sunset.

After the filming was done, it was completely dark.

When the photographer said OK to finish, Xin Xiaoxiao ignored everyone, took off her high heels, carried her into the photography company's RV, put on her own clothes and got off the car.

The weather has entered late autumn, and the sea market is at night, and the temperature is a bit cool.

Xin Xiaoxiao was wearing a small suit with short sleeves, and the sea breeze penetrated directly into her clothes. She crossed her arms and walked towards the horse, preparing to take a taxi.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go have a meal together."

Zhong Qingyang followed behind her and caught up with her.

"Don't play hypocrisy with me. You are for money, and I am for my dad. We will always be different."

Replying to Zhong Qingyang coldly, Xin Xiaoxiao quickened her pace.

"Xiaoxiao, be careful."

Xin Xiaoxiao just heard Zhong Qingyang's nervous voice, but before she could react, Zhong Qingyang rushed up and pushed her away.

A motorcycle passed behind Xin Xiaoxiao at an unusual speed, with a bang.

The bag in Xin Xiaoxiao's hand was snatched away, and she was pushed by Zhong Qingyang into a lamppost by the side of the road.

She grunted in pain, and when she recovered from the pain, she came to her senses, turned around and found Zhong Qingyang lying on the ground, hugging her knees and screaming in pain, his forehead hit an unknown place, it was smashed.

Xin Xiaoxiao was stunned, not knowing how badly he was injured, so she hurried over to check, Zhong Qingyang's forehead was bleeding all the time.

"You're okay?"

Asked uncertainly, she thought for a while, and then bent down to help him up, just as an empty taxi was coming, she reached out to stop, and together with the taxi driver, got Zhong Qingyang into the car.

After closing the car door, she immediately said to the driver, "Go to Fengming Hospital."

This is the closest to Fengming Hospital.

(End of this chapter)

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