She wants to stop the little girl from knowing what?
Then there was the scene where a woman’s voice finally clearly fell into her ears. She said, Good boy, you can’t go back to the Lins until your mother dies.
Outside the window, the red sun rises, and a ray of sunshine sprinkles the big bed girl through the gap in the curtain.
The girl’s face was pale, her expression was painful, and there was a clear tear in her eyes. She murmured in her dreams, and a gibberish overflowed her mouth. She said Mom
QQ! Buckle! Buckle! Lin Qiao woke up, opened his eyes, wiped his eyes, patted his face with tears, and restrained all emotions.
What’s the matter? Lin Qiao take a deep breath and sat up and rubbed his head and asked
Miss Lin wants you to have breakfast.
I know! Lin Qiao went back to Shen Lisuo’s bed and went in to wash.
After her mother died, the Lins sent someone to pick her up and changed her surname into the Lin family tree, but she didn’t want to come back at all.
Lin Qiao washed up and changed into a mint dress. The green color called her delicate skin even more ridiculous.
Because of dancing all the year round, the waist is slender and sexy, but the strange combination has its own romantic style
Lin Qiao opened the door with a stiff face. Turning the stairs on the second floor of her room, she saw that Lin Yao was angry and blackfaced. She went downstairs and saw that she paused and her face was gloomy again.
Lin Yao saw that Lin Qiao’s face was even more uncomfortable. He raised his hand and slapped him, and he took a step back. Lin Yao’s slap fell with a black face and said, Bitch will rob me of everything. He stepped into the room and slammed the door.
Dad! Mother! Lin Qiao squeezed his fist, his chest fluctuated, and he bowed his eyes and said hello politely.
Lin Yao sat at the table and read the newspaper. Xu Lin was dressed in a blueandwhite porcelain and improved cheongsam. She sat like a lady with Lin Yaoshen’s temperament.
But everyone knows that people can’t be as kind as they seem. How could Lin Qiao’s mother die?
Lin Qiao’s mother didn’t want to stick to the salary of high flyers workers who graduated from a firstclass university in the Lins’ family, so they could scrimp and save.
But suddenly, one day, my mother could no longer afford new clothes and meals, and she became more and more embarrassed by Shaolin Joe’s mother, and she began to collect junk.
The last illness destroyed her mother, the glamorous and kind Mrs. Lin. She found her mother and admitted that she wanted her to die. Lin Qiao could return to the Lins as her daughter in Xu Lin.
What Lin Qiao didn’t know before was that Lin Yao mocked her and spilled the beans.
Sit down and eat! Lin Yao looked up at Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao still has a cold face and no expression. Sometimes he will show a cautious and cautious mood, and there is nothing beside him.
Always keeping your head down and your beautiful face covering your thick hair is an easy thing to ignore, except when you dance, when you are flamboyant and charming.
Right! Except when dancing, that’s all the Lins have.
Lin Qiao doesn’t like to eat with Lin Yao Xu Lin. He is too depressed to take a sip of milk and is ready to prevaricate and leave.
Just as Lin Qiao was putting the milk cup, Lin Yao suddenly said, Lin Qiao is going to accompany me to a banquet tonight.
Lin Qiao looked up when he heard Lin Yao’s words. Isn’t Lin Yao always accompanying him? She had a chance to move the table when she was an illegitimate child?
Dance! Lin Yao is neither too cold nor too light to add.
Lin Qiao is sad to think that she will be remembered only when the Lins need it.
I know! Lin Qiao insipid wave said that I couldn’t see the mood, but I got up a little and froze. For the first time, I didn’t have the courtesy to say’ goodbye’.
She likes dancing, which is the only place associated with her mother, but she dances for those who deserve to see.
The Lins’ tough attitude of asking her to dance was obvious.
Her mother changed her life for a place in Lin’s family. How can she live up to her? Of course she has to dance.
Lin Qiao went upstairs and didn’t come to Lin Yao again until the evening. He remembered her suicide mother, his daughter, and he knew how stubborn she was. Of course he knew that she didn’t dance easily with outsiders. This banquet was really a birthday party for Zhuo Lin, an adult of the municipal party committee.