So You Have Loved Me Too

Have the right to control her?

"Bah!" Xin Xiaoxiao got angry and couldn't stop it. "Fuck you shit."

After cursing, she shook off Zhong Qingyang's hand vigorously, preparing to continue walking into the locker room.

Zhong Qingyang's cold voice sounded behind her again, "You can also resist your dad and not be engaged to me. In the future, everything in your Xin family will belong to your brother, your own brother."

"Fuck you~ Mom~" Xin Xiaoxiao stopped, bent over and touched a pair of high heels on the ground, and slammed Zhong Qingyang fiercely, "Zhong Qingyang, you show me to my mother, every step you are very stable Yes, because from the day we got engaged, my old lady has started to sharpen the knife. One day I will cut your hypocritical human skin inch by inch."

She admitted that she was threatened.

She believed that if she didn't get engaged to Zhong Qingyang, and didn't restrain herself a little, her father might not give her anything.

What she cares about is not only her own future life, the most important thing is that everything in the Xin family is a lot of mother's blood and sweat.

how come? Why would it be cheaper for that vixen and her son?

Zhong Qingyang easily snatched the pair of shoes Xin Xiaoxiao threw at him, knowing that she was threatened, and a successful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the photographer came over and urged, "The car is already waiting at the door. Let's get ready to leave, otherwise the filming will not be finished before dark."

Xin Xiaoxiao flicked her hair, suppressed her anger, and walked out of the door with her foot up.

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During the whole day of shooting, Xin Xiaoxiao didn't show a smile on his face. At most, he followed the photographer's arrangement, with the mechanical version of his mouth cocked.

This is their wedding photo, the last scene is under the sightseeing bridge in the sea city, the sunset glow.

After the shooting, the sky was completely dark.

When the photographer said OK was finished, Xin Xiaoxiao ignored anyone, took off her high heels, and got into the RV of the photography company, put on her own clothes and got out of the car.

The weather has entered the deep autumn, and the sea is a bit cold at night.

Xin Xiaoxiao was wearing a small suit with mid-sleeves, and the sea breeze burrowed into her clothes. Holding her arms in both hands, she walked towards the horse, ready to take a taxi.

"Xiaoxiao, let's have a meal together."

Zhong Qingyang followed behind her and caught up with her.

"Don't be hypocritical with me, you are for the money, I am for my dad, we will always be different."

Zhong Qingyang replied coldly, and Xin Xiaoxiao quickened his pace.

"Xiaoxiao, be careful."

Xin Xiaoxiao just heard Zhong Qingyang's nervousness, but he didn't react, but Zhong Qingyang rushed up and pushed him away.

A motorcycle drove behind Xin Xiaoxiao at an extraordinary speed with a bang.

The bag in Xin Xiaoxiao's hand was snatched away, and Zhong Qingyang pushed him and hit the street light pole on the side of the road.

She grunted from the pain, and when she eased her pain, she reacted and turned around to find Zhong Qingyang lying on the ground, hugging his knees and screaming, his forehead was broken without knowing where it hit.

Xin Xiaoxiao was stunned, not knowing how badly he was injured, so he hurried over to check, Zhong Qingyang's forehead was bleeding all the time.

"Does it matter to you?"

Asked uncertainly, she thought for a while, and then bent down to help him up. An empty taxi came over. She reached out and stopped, together with the taxi driver, got Zhong Qingyang into the car.

Close the door, she immediately said to the driver: "Go to Fengming Hospital."

This is the nearest to Fengming Hospital.