Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 95

Standing by the side, Jia Qiuping heard the roar from Nan Xing's cell phone, and frowned:

"People from the Nan family?"

she asked displeased.

Just do this to her daughter?

Nan Xing nodded before answering Ye Xuelan:

"Eating out."

"Is it because you died to celebrate or something, I eat stewed tofu with cabbage at home, and you eat out, are you trying to piss me off!!! What a prodigal son!!"

Ye Xuelan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she yelled so hard that Nan Xing's ears hurt from howling:

"No wonder it is said that having a daughter is a loser. She is poor in study and looks, and she knows how to spend money indiscriminately every day. Even an old man can't handle it. What's the use of you, why don't you die? never mind!"

Ye Xuelan blushed as she yelled on the phone, like a lunatic, she crazily vented her grievances about being abused by Nan Shengzu's family at Nan Xing.

In her heart, all her misfortunes stem from Nan Xing's identity as a girl.

A few months after she became pregnant, her stomach was pointed, and her parents-in-law and neighbors all said that she must be carrying a boy.

At that time, Mrs. Nan, who always looked down on her, stewed old hens for her every day, saying that the children born will be healthy if they are well-nourished.

Moreover, during those few months, Mrs. Nan didn't let her do housework, let alone touch the water.

She was afraid that if something bad happened, her relatives and grandchildren would be gone.

During that time, the Nan family was really kind to her, wishing they could feed her three meals a day.

Just because, what she is carrying in her belly will be a grandson who can inherit the incense of the Nan family!

Ye Xuelan has always been proud of it, she is looking forward to the birth of the child in her womb and growing up quickly.

However, the Nan family's kindness to her changed at the moment when the fetus in her womb was born.

The Nan family treated her as coldly as before, and even Nan Shengzu's domestic violence against her was more frequent than before.

She is afraid, she resents, she hates!

Why was she born a girl?

Why not boys! !
If it was a boy, the Nan family would definitely continue to love her. Nan Shengzu would definitely not abuse her again, and would even love her like the man upstairs loved his wife.

On the phone, Ye Xuelan vented hysterically towards Nan Xing.

Nan Xing quietly waited for her to vent, until she finished venting, panting heavily tiredly, Nan Xing put his lips close to the phone's microphone.

In the dark night, her voice was slightly cool:

"Then go to hell!"

Because of domestic violence, I dare not resist, but regard others as the source of pain, and finally abuse and abuse others.

Such people are more shameless and hateful than domestic violence.

Since I have already lived without dignity and bottom line, why not die?
If you die, you can get rid of the pain, or you can get rid of it once and for all.

The gloomy voice came into my ears from the other end of the phone, but it seemed that there were countless people standing in the dark corners all around, with smiles on their faces, lights in their eyes, and their voices were full of encouragement.

They were like evil spirits smiling at her and inviting her to die. Ye Xuelan looked at the shadows beyond the bright light of the living room, and a chill spread uncontrollably throughout her body.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with a stiff neck, Ye Xuelan bit the bullet and cursed:

"You damn girl, say it again!"

The voice from the phone was low and slow, harsh and eerie in the silent living room:

"Look around you, and those dark places!"

Ye Xuelan's back began to feel cold, her lips parted, she didn't dare to make a sound, and her eyes couldn't help but follow the voice coming from the receiver, looking around.

The place where the light can't take care of is dark and gloomy, and the flower pots in the corner cast mottled and hideous shadows on the wall.

"Did you see someone standing there, did you hear her cry?"

The voice continued, and Ye Xuelan shrank into a ball in fear.

Staring tremblingly at those dark corners, in the corner of the eye, the image of the flowerpot tree is moving, as if extending a little bit, like a hand and a face slowly spreading to the entire room.

There, she seemed to really see a person, with his head bowed, weeping softly, sad and helpless, angry but humble.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuelan's heartbeat almost stopped suddenly, and the knuckles of her five fingers holding the phone turned white.

There, there are real people!
She seemed to be aware of her gaze and was slowly raising her head.

"Did you see it?"

With a smile on his lips, Nan Xing's voice was hoarse and bewitching:
"Did you see—her face?"

Clenching the phone with five fingers, Ye Xuelan's face was full of fear, her pupils were trembling slightly with panic, and her bloodless lips were trembling uncontrollably.

She saw the person in the corner slowly raising his head, his messy hair spread out, revealing a pale but frighteningly angry face.

The man's eyes were fixed on her, scarlet and bleeding.

Her mouth opened and closed, as if there was no sound, and she seemed to be screaming desperately, but Ye Xuelan couldn't hear what she was shouting.

But that face caused the blood in Ye Xuelan's whole body to flow back in an instant! ! !

That face full of ferocious resentment and viciousness was exactly the same as hers.

At the same time she saw that face clearly, Ye Xuelan finally heard what the person who looked exactly like her was saying.

She is saying:
"go to hell!"

Jia Qiuping looked suspiciously at the smile, which looked gentle, but there was an inexplicably creepy Nan Xing:
"Xingxing, what are you talking about?"

Her voice was low, and there was so much noise around her that Jia Qiuping couldn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing."

Nan Xing smiled slowly and answered casually.

Jia Qiuping stopped asking:
"Then you go back with your mother at night, or—"

Holding Nan Xing's hand reluctantly, Jia Qiuping asked.

Nan Xing: "The Nan family."

Jia Qiuping's expression lost all of a sudden, but she didn't interfere with her choice:

"Okay then, when do you want to come back, call mom, and mom will pick you up."

With a hum, Li Wenlin just drove over.

"Mom, then you go back, I'll just take a taxi and go back."

Nan Xing said.

Jia Qiuping was worried: "How about that, let's take you back."

"It's okay, in case they see it, I have to explain."

Nan Xing doesn't want the Nan family to know about it yet.

Jia Qiuping understood what she meant, her eyes dimmed a bit, and she could only agree.

Seeing this, Li Wenlin turned around and his parents didn't come, and he was about to rub against Jia Su who was in another car:

"Jasu, come here."

Jia Su had already stepped into Yuen Long's car with one foot. Hearing Li Wenlin's greeting, he was about to refuse, but seeing Li Wenlin's eyes were not looking good, he hurried over and got into the car obediently.

Glancing at Jia Su, who was sitting upright in the back seat, from the rearview mirror, Lin Wenlin said to Yuen Long outside the car:
"Second uncle, then I will send my parents back first, and then Jia Su, Xing Xing will trouble you."

It just so happened that Yuan Qu and Nan Xing were classmates, and the Nan family wouldn't think too much about it.

Yuen Long responded with a smile, and Jia Qiuping and Li Pingnian were also relieved.

　It's an old problem, I really didn't mean it, but sometimes I can't help messing around while I'm writing

　　
　
(End of this chapter)