I became beautiful by eating melons

Chapter 789 Song Xiaoqin's Jealousy

"Where have you been?" Jiang Zhao pushed the door open and was met with a pair of gloomy eyes.

Song Xiaoqin was half leaning on the bed, holding her belly. The doors and windows of the room were closed, and it was stuffy and hot. Her hair was sticking to her face, and she looked extremely disheveled.

Jiang Zhao poured himself a glass of water and sat down beside the bed with a calm look.

His hair had grown a little longer, but it was completely different from his previous image of a nobleman. Without the suit, shirt, and gentlemanly style, he looked like an ordinary man.

"I came back to tell you that I'm leaving."

Song Xiaoqin was stunned, and when she came to her senses, she quickly reached out and grabbed the person: "If you leave, what should I do?"

Jiang Zhao dodged her hand and said calmly, "Whatever you want."

Upon hearing him say this, Song Xiaoqin started crying and making a fuss, scolding him for having no conscience.

Jiang Zhao stood up calmly without any emotion and said, "The child in your belly is not mine. I don't need to be responsible for him. I'll leave this money to you. You can take care of yourself."

Seeing him turning around to leave, Song Xiaoqin knew that they would probably never see each other again after he left, so she put away her previous fierceness.

She held her belly and sat up with difficulty, grabbed Jiang Zhao's hand, and pleaded with tears in her voice:

"Your uncle is sorry for what he did to you, but he is good to you after all. For his sake, please don't leave. We can both live like this."

"Go on?" Jiang Zhao's eyes swept across the narrow and dark room.

The toilet, kitchen and bedroom are all squeezed into this small house of less than ten square meters.

The damp smell lingered for a long time, reptiles were scurrying around, and if you talked a little louder, the dirt on the beams would fall down.

"Song Xiaoqin, you know me. I can't live a day like this."

This house is much better than the one in Song Xiaoqin's hometown. She doesn't understand why Jiang Zhao is being so pretentious.

But now he was counting on him, so he gave him advice: "Your father..."

Under Jiang Zhao's stern gaze, Song Xiaoqin still finished her words: "Isn't he very rich?"

"Li Rui is finished. He will be a useless person for the rest of his life."

When this name was mentioned, Jiang Zhao's expression finally showed some changes. He said with hatred: "And he is not my father!"

He said that without stopping, he walked away.

Song Xiaoqin first cried and tried to persuade him to stay, then cursed him, but neither of them made Jiang Zhao change his mind.

He walked faster and faster, and his figure completely disappeared at the alley.

Song Xiaoqin collapsed on the bed in despair.

What should she do?

What should she do next?

Why does this happen?

The mouse kept squeaking under the bed. Song Xiaoqin was filled with despair. In an instant, many faces flashed through her mind, and finally settled on one face.

That face was pretty and delicate, without a single flaw. She smiled slyly like a little fox, and was as beautiful as a fairy.

How is Ye Rou now?

Ah……

Must be much better than her.

She is not a bad bastard, and there are so many people protecting her. No matter what, no one would be in such an embarrassing situation as she is.

Song Xiaoqin clutched the quilt tightly.

But...why!

The grievances in her heart turned into resentment and hatred. If Ye Rou was in front of her, she would probably be hanged by the hatred that she had condensed into reality!

"It's here!" The already dilapidated and fragile wooden door was kicked open, and a group of people rushed in.

Song Xiaoqin was so scared that she screamed for help. People in the alley who heard the noise saw that the people coming were all middle-aged men with aggressive looks, so they closed their doors.

"Shut up!" The man walking in front, with a ferocious face and muscular body, walked quickly to Song Xiaoqin with a fierce look as if he wanted to devour her.

Song Xiaoqin was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly and shrank her neck.

But the man did not hit her, he just asked her: "Have you seen this person?"

Song Xiaoqin opened her eyes and saw a newspaper blocking her way. The face in the black and white photo looked particularly familiar. It was Jiang Zhao, and the newspaper was about the news that he had become a monk.

"What are you looking for him for?"

The man said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me whether you know me or not?"

Seeing that they came with bad intentions, Song Xiaoqin subconsciously wanted to say that she didn't know them.

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

What if they are here to take Jiang Zhao back to enjoy a good life?

Anyway, it won’t get worse than it is now. The worst that can happen is death.

Song Xiaoqin made up her mind and said, "Yes, I know him. I'm his wife."

The man was startled, and his eyes moved down to notice Song Xiaoqin's bulging belly. Although he was a little suspicious, he still waved and said, "Take her back!"

Along the way, Song Xiaoqin was testing the identities of this group of people.

But these people were more tight-lipped than each other and didn't reveal a single word to her.

Song Xiaoqin had no choice but to give up.

The car turned several turns and stopped outside a particularly grand courtyard.

When Song Xiaoqin saw this yard, her heart was certain.

He suppressed his joy and followed the group into the yard. Finally, he waited outside a yard and the leading man walked in.

While waiting, Song Xiaoqin's heart beat particularly fast.

Soon, the leading man came back and asked her to come in.

Song Xiaoqin held her belly and walked in slowly.

The mahogany furniture gave off a particularly oppressive feeling. An old man with a cane sat on the armchair with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Song Xiaoqin didn't dare to look again after just one glance. She lowered her head and waited quietly.

The old man glanced at her belly with a sharp gaze, breaking the silence and asking her, "Whose child is in this belly?"

The brave will die of overeating while the timid will die of starvation. Song Xiaoqin insisted, "It belongs to Jiang Zhao."

Li Guang is a businessman who has been immersed in the business world for many years and is very good at judging people. The moment Song Xiaoqin hesitated, he had already noticed something was wrong.

However, he would let her tell the truth.

The old man was silent for a long time. Song Xiaoqin became more and more uneasy, but she did not dare to look up at him.

Suddenly, the old man stood up and said indifferently: "Follow me."

Song Xiaoqin hesitated for a moment, glanced at the dark-faced burly man who was staring at her, and resigned herself to following him.

The old man walked very slowly. Song Xiaoqin wanted to speak, but was afraid of saying too much and making mistakes. When she was hesitant, the old man stopped and pointed at the closed door: "Let her in."

Song Xiaoqin realized something was wrong, but before she could figure it out, the burly man had grabbed her hands and stuffed her into the house.

The old man's cold voice sounded at the right time: "When will you tell the truth, then let her out!"

The wooden door was locked from the outside with a "bang", which scared Song Xiaoqin.

She knocked on the door frantically, wanting to go out, but she only heard the footsteps of two people leaving outside.

Song Xiaoqin had been hungry for almost a day and no longer had the strength to scream. She covered her aching stomach, gave up asking for help, and looked around the house.

The room was extremely empty, without even a table, chair or bench, only a bunk bed at the back.

Song Xiaoqin was pregnant and couldn't stand for long. She wanted to sit for a while, so she walked towards the bunk bed. When she got closer, she found that there was a person lying on the bed!

She paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to walk forward.

The man was covered with a thin blanket and his face looked familiar.

"Boss Li!" Song Xiaoqin was overjoyed when she saw it was Li Rui. She hurried forward to wake him up and find out what was going on.

She pushed the person away, and the man lying on the bed opened his eyes in a daze with a dull look.

Seeing his reaction, Song Xiaoqin moved closer: "Boss Li, it's me, Song Xiaoqin!"

The man looked at Song Xiaoqin steadily and slowly opened his mouth. Song Xiaoqin then discovered that the man had lost his tongue. Blood was flowing out of his mouth and all over his neck!

Song Xiaoqin screamed in horror and stepped back in panic.

But the man did not let her go, and crawled towards her like a cricket pupa!

"Don't come over here, get out of here, get out of here!"

Song Xiaoqin was so frightened that her scream pierced the roof.

……

When she was dragged out again, her face was pale and she no longer dared to lie. She told the whole story honestly.

"A bastard." Li Guang was extremely disappointed when he heard this answer: "Send her back."

The sturdy man agreed and took Song Xiaoqin out.

Song Xiaoqin remembered Li Rui's words and suddenly reacted. She struggled to shake off the man's hand: "I'm still useful, I'm still useful!"

Li Guang looked on with disdain.

The strong man continued to come up and grab her.

Song Xiaoqin shouted, "I know how to take revenge on the Zheng family. Boss Li told me his plan!"