Mr. Qi is too arrogant

Chapter 539 If You Admit Your Mistakes, Then Be Wrong To The End
The fingers pinched on the photo frame continued to increase force, and Zhou Yue's face flashed with unknowing ferocity.

Why is everything hers!
If she hadn't been adopted by the generation's family, she was just an orphan, how could she stand beside that man with her current status and status.

click...

The glass inlaid in the photo frame finally couldn't bear her strength and made a crisp shattering sound, and the fingertips suddenly pricked and then went numb.

Zhou Yue, who was immersed in mad jealousy, regained her senses in an instant in pain, let go of the photo frame, and raised her hand to see the bright red liquid overflowing from her fingertips. The blood was condensing into blood beads at a speed visible to the naked eye. To the general pain.

"Miss, why did your hand hurt?" At this time, a passing waiter saw the blood on her finger and exclaimed, and said that he quickly handed over a napkin, "There is a first aid kit in the store, I will notify the foreman immediately." come over."

Zhou Yue took the napkin and raised her eyes and smiled at her, "It's okay, I scratched it accidentally, don't bother."

This little pain is really nothing compared to the discomfort and unwillingness in her heart.

"But your finger seems to have scratched deeply, and it will be infected if you don't deal with it."

The waiter said earnestly, after all, it was scratched in their water bar, and they would be in trouble if anything happened.

How could Zhou Yue, who used to stay in a coffee shop, not understand what the waiter was really worried about.

Shaking his head fearlessly, he threw away the blood-soaked paper towel and pressed another one on the wound, and said slowly, "It's really all right, I'll be fine after a while, thank you for your concern, go quickly Get busy."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the waiter pursed his lips and had to leave.

Zhou Yue pinched her fingers until the bleeding stopped, she threw away the tissue and looked down at the photo again.

The glass above had cracks and was stained with some of her blood, and the portrait embedded inside seemed to have been destroyed.

Looking at it, Zhou Yue's mouth slowly curled into a sneer.

Since I made a mistake, let me be wrong to the end. As long as this photo and the photo of me when I was a child don't exist, there will be no evidence to prove that she is not.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yue reached out for the photo frame again, but this time she looked at the back.

Because the photo is quite old, the photo frame is still the old-fashioned one, which is the kind where a few small nails are nailed to a piece of cardboard and the photo is placed inside. The nails on the top have rusted over time.

Afraid that the wound on her finger would be infected with rust, Zhou Yue called the waiter to ask him to help find a screwdriver, saying that the glass of the photo frame was broken and she wanted to take out the photo.

The waiter quickly came back and brought the screwdriver she needed. Seeing that she had an injury on her hand and wanted to help, Zhou Yue politely refused and asked him to do other things, so she could dismantle it by herself.

After the waiter left, Zhou Yue studied the frame and took it apart, then took out the photos inside.

Ah…

You will cease to exist in an instant.

Put the photo in the bag, check out the water bar, stopped a taxi on the road and reported my address.

Four or ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at a village outside the city, and the driver turned his head and said, "Hello, one red is 10 yuan and five."

Zhou Yue nodded, paid the fare and got out of the car, then walked home along the not-so-wide road.

Zhou's mother was a little surprised that her daughter came back on a weekday night, usually she would come back on Friday and go to the city on Sunday or Monday morning.

"Yueyue, why are you back today, isn't it going to be Friday?"

……

PS: Well, the glass should be stuck in Zhou Yue's heart, right?

(End of this chapter)