After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

"What's the matter? Isn't Joe Zhiyu dead? Why would dad be fired?" he Xinya couldn't wait to ask as soon as she got on the bus.

"Qiao Zhiyu didn't die." Bai Yinqiu held the steering wheel and even started the car a little rusty.

She always pays attention to ostentation. Since she became Mrs. he, she doesn't go out with a driver, which seems to highlight her noble status.

But after more than ten years of "nobility", Bai Yinqiu once again realized the desperation of being crushed into mud.

It's like she tried her best to rob other people's things. After many years of wanton enjoyment, she suddenly realized that these things have always been labeled by others and never really belonged to her.

He Xinya's lips were slightly white: "how could she not die? Can she survive such a serious car accident?!"

"She did it on purpose." Bai Yinqiu took a deep breath. "Do you know what this means?"

"... what?"

"This means that we got the trick. After your father relaxed his vigilance and invested all his assets in the company, she reasonably robbed everything with the identity of heir." Bai Yinqiu was humiliated, "Xinya, our family now... Has nothing."

Nothing, of course not. After all, after all, after spending so many years, even if the skin is stripped, there is still oil refined by Haofu.

Thin dead camels are bigger than horses, and the remaining assets in their hands are enough for them to live a lifetime as ordinary people.

But just as an ordinary person!

Bai Yinqiu doesn't want to fall into the nightmare of having to think twice about buying clothes and spending carefully. For her, the current situation is almost nothing.

"How could it be? No! If there is no money at home..." he Xinya covered her face in fear and whispered, "what should I do?"

"What to do?" Bai Yinqiu frowned and became more and more dissatisfied with the daughter's selfishness. The family was like this. He Xinya only considered herself?

She turned her head white and he Xinya glanced, and her eyebrows tightened more.

"Why are you still wearing sunglasses in the car? You haven't recovered yet?"

He Xinya trembled for a moment and looked like a skinned dead dog: "... May not recover."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Yinqiu heard something wrong, quickly found a place to stop the car, turned and looked at he Xinya who was huddled in the back seat.

"Take off your sunglasses and scarf!"

He Xinya trembled, and her body curled up more and more. She didn't answer, but shook her head.

"Pick it for me!" Bai Yinqiu's tone was severe, but her eyes were very flustered. She thought he Xinya, who had succeeded in cosmetic surgery, would become one of her capital to turn over again, but now

Bai Yinqiu was afraid that another person whose hope was lost would completely lose her manners. She stretched her upper body from between the seats, and regardless of it, reached out and grabbed he Xinya's sunglasses and the scarf blocking her face.

Then

She saw a swollen, twisted face. How to describe it?

It's like a cage of white flour steamed bread that has been fully fermented and steamed. On this steamed bread, there are funny human facial features. One eye even becomes a gap because of excessive extrusion and pulling. The towering bridge of the nose is like a carrot inserted on the steamed bread.

... what the hell is this?

"Ah ah --"

He Xinya screamed and covered her face, shaking Bai Yinqiu's eardrums.

Her fingers trembled when she held the sunglasses legs, and her knuckles worked hard. Bai Yinqiu broke the sunglasses legs in two.

"What's the matter with your face? Didn't your father give you 30 million? He contacted the cosmetic hospital for you. How could this happen?"

Bai Yinqiu is convinced that he Wenfeng is not stingy with he Xinya. After all, making his daughter beautiful is also an "investment". With he Wenfeng's greed, he won't be confused in such a place.

Moreover, she also knew in advance about the hospital where he Xinya performed cosmetic surgery. The doctors in charge of surgery are well-known in the industry, and the equipment is also the top in the industry. Even if there is an operation accident, there are at most some defects in such a hospital, which will never destroy the face into such a look that people are not human and ghosts are not ghosts.

Did someone do it?

Can it be Jorge?

Since that cheap girl will come up with a way to fake death, it's not impossible to secretly calculate he Xinya

He Xinya's scream continued. He screamed so loudly that he almost stopped after he was short of oxygen.

She curled up in the back seat with her back bent, her eyes empty, like a rotten fish with scales scraped.

"What's going on? Is someone planning on you?" Bai Yinqiu shouted eagerly, "you make it clear!"

"... No." he Xinya raised her head, but her swollen face smiled. The whole person looked extremely neurotic, "Before the operation, I became addicted. I didn't have enough money on hand, so I refunded the order with the hospital, took the cosmetic money to have fun for a few days, and then casually found a cosmetic center to do it. Anyway, the cosmetic industry in country h is so developed, and finding any one is better than that in China..."

He Xinya's tone is erratic. It's not so much about her experience as her state of mind has returned to that time.

At that time, she really thought so, and she was really happy, really... Cool?

Bai Yinqiu twisted her face: "fool! How could I give birth to a thing without a brain like you!!!"

"Can you make fun of your face? Won't you call your father without money?!" Bai Yinqiu couldn't help slapping he Xinya in the face and trembling with anger.

He Xinya suddenly bent the corner of her mouth, but then she suddenly grabbed her neck. Blood vessels and green tendons on ten fingers burst out, like two fried chicken feet.

"Medicine... Give me medicine..."

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Qiao Zhiyu is enjoying a row of photos neatly placed on the desktop. He looks with relish and laughs a few times from time to time, just as happy as a fishy cat.

"... what are you looking at?" Qi Zhanxing just finished taking a bath. Holding a towel in one hand, he walked over while wiping his hair. The front of his loose bathrobe was open, revealing the evenly distributed texture.

He stopped behind Qiao Zhiyu and glanced at the picture on the table.

"..." are you looking at the publicity map of the deformity show?

Qiao Zhiyu turned his head excitedly and was about to share with Qi Zhanxing, but his breath was stagnant before he opened his mouth.

The man's strong and broad chest is close at hand, and the throat of Joe's language steamed by strong male hormones is dry.

She unconsciously put out the tip of her tongue and licked it on her lips, and her fine throat moved slightly.

A slight sound similar to swallowing fell into Qi Zhanxing's ears. The man stopped to wipe his hair and greeted Qiao Zhiyu's sight with a smile.

"What are you looking at?"

The same problem, just because of the subtle difference in tone, makes the air sticky in an instant.

Qiao Zhiyu blinked and reached for it.

"You." she stroked Qi Zhanxing's chest, "I'm looking at you."