Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The moon was cold, and the thin girl was standing at the door of the alley. For some reason, she suddenly bent down and bowed her head in disbelief, and sniffed her arm gently.

She just went crazy looking for the trash can and found a small cup of soy milk from a piece of dirt. There was an unfinished coke in the trash dumped on her hand. The smell is indescribable, but it is indeed. There is a subtle smell of medicine.

Although it has been diluted extremely lightly.

There was an unspeakable taste in her heart, and she suddenly felt that her eyes were inexplicably hot. It turned out to be true...

"Sister, how are you..."

With the surprised voice behind her, the girl in the white skirt looked surprised at the girl squatting in the garbage dump, holding a white puppy in her arms. Not far away, a tall young man followed the girl, slightly Frowned.

Jiang Zhiyi's back stiffened, and she stood up with difficulty. She was hungry for a day and a night and had nothing to eat. She almost fell to the ground when she stood up, and she stood still and bowed her head while gritting her teeth. Staggered into the alley.

The young Junxiu frowned insignificantly, looking at the lifeless back, and reminded: "You stay away from you and her."

The girl in the white skirt bit the corner of her ruddy lips and shook her head gently: "No, that's my sister..."

The boy seemed to be very impatient, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper. In the end he just sighed and touched the girl's soft long hair: "You..."

Shi Qingyi leaned against the mouth of an alley not far away, with a candy in his mouth, and sneered when he heard the words: "Your sister is hungry and can't stand up and didn't see you help."

Not to mention finding that she didn't have a penny on her body, and she was often hungry.

"She was hungry looking through the trash can? I obviously put bread in her table hole at noon today." The light was too dim at night, and there was not even a decent lamp in the alleys of such urban villages. She only saw Jiang Zhiyi shaking. Kneeling on the ground and flipping through the trash can was like going crazy, but she didn't find out what she found out.

"She didn't dare to eat it if you put it. Who knows if it contains cockroaches or mustard. I still suggest you give it to her personally-it will also help reduce the hatred value."

The tone was very sincere, but he cleverly avoided Shi Qingyue's first question.

"So, is someone really doing such a wicked thing?" Shi Qing Barley smiled without a smile, but his expression was really cold.

"Forehead-"

Why do you feel that the host at this moment is a bit scary? ?

Jiang Zhiyi heard a cough at the top of the stairs. Jiang Guoqing rarely went out for a drink today. At this point, the stairwell was very old and the aisle was full of rubbish. She stopped outside for a while, as if to herself Just like cheering up, it took a long time to walk in with difficulty.

"Why did you come back so late today? What about Zhiqing?" Jiang Guoqing was sitting on the table and frowned impatiently when he saw her coming back. He looked behind her for several times, but didn't see his daughter, so Jiang Zhiyi was even more unpleasant.

"I don't know what I'm doing all day, it's as dirty as crawling out of the garbage pile, what kind of garbage I picked up?"

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Zhiyi hid the soy milk cup subconsciously, and mother Jiang came out of the kitchen and cursed: "What are you talking about? Zhiyi leave him alone, go wash your hands and have dinner. Today there is your favorite celery. Fried tofu, let me see if Zhiqing is back."

Jiang Zhiyi nodded without saying a word, Jiang's mother wiped her apron and hurried to pick up Jiang Zhiqing.

The kitchen fume was billowing, and the fume could not be discharged from the shed. It was hot and crowded, and the choking people could barely breathe.

"I don't have a long hand? I don't know how to serve food? I just wait to eat when I come back every day?" The man's voice has been eroded by the perennial tobacco and alcohol, and it sounds rough and unpleasant.

"Here-" Jiang Zhiyi closed her eyes, held her hands in the small space, breathing hard, and the celery-fried tofu on the side exuded the disgusting smell of she wanted to vomit.

In the last period before her mother died, the family was poor and couldn’t open the pot. She was only seven or eight years old and went to the vegetable market every morning to pick up the leaves and cook on the stove. That was the spring season when celery grew wildly. She and her mother ate for a long, long time. Celery, after a long time, I can't stand it when I smell it...

Jiang Zhiqing likes to eat celery, but never, no one has ever cared about what she likes to eat.

She buried her head deeply, her eyes sank into the darkness and she couldn't see her face clearly. It took a long time before she slowly supported her. The wound on her hand hadn't healed yet. Her arms were trembling when she picked up the astonishingly hot dish. She didn't know what she thought of, and deliberately brought the wound close to the hot bowl.

Jiang’s dinner was depressed. Jiang Guoqing complained that he was not feeling lucky and was losing money recently. When he was agitated, he suddenly coughed and coughed heartbreakingly: "I don’t know what the weather is, it’s not the middle of the night yesterday. Did you go out for a drink? I even caught a cold."

He muttered, Jiang Zhiqing finally couldn't bear it and put the bowl aside: "Dad, can you stop going out for a drink!"

This is a commonplace question. Seeing his daughter's expression become serious, Jiang Guoqing bluffed and mumbled something: "What are the kids doing so much..."

Seeing Jiang Zhiqing's face getting worse and worse, she finally compromised, muttering: "If you don't go, you can't go, it just happens that you can't go if you have a cold..."

Jiang Zhiqing put down the bowl with a bang, slammed the door and entered the room.

In this farce, Jiang Zhiyi has been eating and staying silent. Jiang Guoqing saw that she was not pleasing to her eyes. When her daughter said a few words, she felt uncomfortable and turned around and scolded: "Eat, eat, you know how to eat! I don’t know what kind of animal nursery. of!"

Jiang Zhiyi's whole body froze. The meal in her mouth was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get up or down. She lowered her head quickly, but didn't cry, as if indifferent. Only when she was hiding on the balcony, Shi Qingyue saw her tightening her grip. For her chopsticks, she almost broke the black bamboo chopsticks all at once. Maybe it would be her slender fingers that broke first.

After biting the last bite of candy in his mouth, Shi Qingyue squatted, "This kind of scum has a good ending, no wonder Jiang Zhiyi is crazy, and I'm crazy for me."

"People have two sides. To Jiang Zhiyi, he is rubbish, and to Jiang Zhiqing, he is a dad with a conscience. It's not the same."

The system tries to explain.

At the end of the story, Jiang Zhiyi succeeded in blackening, and began a series of retaliatory attacks against Jiang Guoqing. Under Jiang Zhiyi's persecution and the pressure of serious illness, the man who had been **** all his life finally repented of being successful by his biological daughter, and became the one who looked down on everything. An easy-going old man asked Jiang Zhiyi to forgive him.

As a villain boss, Jiang Zhiyi is of course impossible to forgive him. She seemed to have heard some joke that made Jiang Guoqing beat out, followed by a more cruel revenge.

In the end, when she failed, Jiang Guoqing had successfully cleaned up, and she persuaded her son-in-law to let her sister go. Well, the ending is expected. The real ending is that the male protagonist has not just passed Jiang Zhiyi at all.

"Jiang Guoqing has never beaten Jiang Zhiqing, just lacking her father's love for so many years, but he has really beat Jiang Zhiyi for so many years? So forgiveness is Jiang Zhiyi's freedom." The blonde girl The action of turning over and jumping off the balcony was clean and neat, and there was no sound when he landed.

"How do you know that Jiang Guoqing hit Jiang Zhiyi?" I remember that I didn't seem to say this setting?

"I found scars on her arm during the day. The wound on her forehead should have been smashed by a blunt object. I didn't find any injuries on her forehead on the rooftop yesterday. I followed all the way to school in the morning. It's clean but didn't hit her very much. It's not obvious how it came from?"

"...You are not going home so late, where are you going?" The system tried to change the subject.

"Go and teach those things with dirty hands and feet."

The girl stepped on the **** all over, with light steps, like a golden bird, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it was a long time after she left that the simple shed window was slowly pushed open.

The girl quietly looked at a certain corner outside the window in a daze, pushing the window to the largest extent little by little.

Approaching October, although it was still hot during the day, it was still cold at night. The night breeze blew in through the window, and soon there was a man's heavier cough.

The girl drew back and looked at the soy milk cup on the simple desk. For a long time, she dared to quietly reach out and touch it.

She felt like she was touching something that could not be seen, the moon in the sky, she didn't dare to ask for more, just touch it.

Jiang Guoqing was scolding early the next morning. Did no one close the window last night? His cold got worse, and he coughed and cracked when he came out to the toilet in slippers.

Jiang Zhiyi blocked his ears in the dark, closed his eyes wearily, and muttered quietly in his heart.

It doesn't matter, soon, he will soon be speechless, at least for this period of time.

If one day, it would be great if he could shut his mouth forever, and he would never be able to spit out those knives anymore, and he would not be able to drink the red wine...

She buried her hot forehead in the brand-new school uniform, and quietly sniffed the faint fragrance on it, which was very light, but it calmed her restless heart inexplicably.

Shi Qingyue, she really showed up at her door yesterday, so will she come today too?

Just thinking about it this way, the original gloomy mood appeared again with faint hope.

When Jiang Zhiyi went out this morning, he looked around specially. He didn't see the golden figure. He only saw the young man in a white shirt and headphones listening to English, leaning against the plane tree at the entrance of the alley, seeming to be waiting for Jiang. Zhiqing.

Zhilan Yushu is talking about the school grass Gu Chuanjing.

My eyes brightened when I saw someone coming out, and I saw that she turned her head blankly again, even frowning to increase the volume of the earphones a little.

Jiang Zhiyi paused as if he was disgusting with something, and he bowed his head in disappointment when he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

Shi Qingyue took a bite of the sandwich and commented: "The male protagonist has only the female protagonist in his eyes. It really looks like he looks down on the villain."

No wonder the villain abused him so much later, it turned out not to be unfounded.

The system stopped talking but finally didn't tell her what was the reason Jiang Zhiyi became so crazy afterwards.

Thanks to Shi Qingyue's blockade in the alley last night, no one dared to blackmail Jiang Xiaopoor today. She squeezed three dollars and sweated her palms, and finally stood in front of the early shop.

—I bought a cup of soy milk for two yuan.

"Is this enough to eat?" Shi Qingyue asked questioningly as he watched the bean sprouts with sips of soy milk in front of him.

No wonder he is so thin that he doesn't usually eat.

"Of course I can't eat enough, it's time for you to send love!" The system looked at her eagerly, watching her put the last bite of sandwich into her mouth.

system:"…"

Shi Qingyue was too lazy to lose the sound system. He carried his schoolbag and stepped on the bell into the classroom at the last minute as usual. The monitor Song Mingzhi quickly stood up: "Student Shi, we have moved your desk back. Come back and sit. "

The table is in a golden position by the window in the middle, and everything on it is neatly packed.

"No, it smells bad." The beautiful girl shrank her nose and went straight to the last row.

The early self-study was for the math teacher, and the bald math teacher was already standing at the door with a dark face. Everyone was somewhat embarrassed, only the last girl raised her head in amazement.

I thought I would only sit next to her for a day at most—

In the morning math class, there are not too many formulas to memorize. The mathematics teacher began to talk about the latest supplementary materials. The cheapest one for the whole class will cost two hundred yuan.

Only Jiang Zhiyi in the class did not make a reservation. Of course, the embarrassment was embarrassing, but when the embarrassment became more, she got used to it.

Of course she didn’t know what she was talking about. She quietly flipped through the book she had turned over. She was sitting at the same table in an empty space. She wanted to tilt her head to look, but she didn’t have the courage. A brand new book was thrown nearby and smashed on her desk.

The girl's voice was drowsy: "Do it for me."