Qin Xueqing, who was constantly muttering, was silently staring at Qin Shihao and his parents, that is, her uncle and aunt, packing things. She was very confused. Although Qin Shihao had made a big mistake, he has now become like a person who is neither human nor ghost, and he has received the retribution he deserves.

Mr. Qin asked them to leave as soon as possible on the grounds that they were asked to go to the United States to manage the Qin family's business, and said that they would not come back in the short term. As for how long it will take, the old man did not say it, and no one from the Qin family dared to ask.

Qin Bitao was so sad that he was cowardly. He had been suppressed by his elder brother Qin Bihai's family for the rest of his life. He finally hoped that his son would return to China after completing his studies. As a result, he was so frustrated that he finally left at the cost of a dismal departure.

But who is this? Qin Shihao's actions were too much. Otherwise, the old man would definitely not have driven them out of the house with such cruelty.

Thinking of this, Qin Bitao sighed with deep sorrow. Others may not know, but how could he, as the second son of the Qin family, not know that the Qin family does not have much business to manage in the United States.

The old man said this entirely to preserve their reputation and the face of the family. A whimpering sound came from his ears and cursed anxiously: "Why are you crying? Look at how you raise a good son, you have made us suffer."

Li Xuemei was already very unhappy when she was scolded by him. At this moment, she felt even more resentful and said, "What do you mean by the son I raised? Do you have no share? Did you forget when you feel happy with me?"

Qin Bitao did not expect her to say something indiscriminately, and slapped her with a grudge, cursing, "Look at what you said?"

Li Xuemei, who was slapped heavily, covered half of her swollen cheeks. The scorching pain made her cry flow out again, and she couldn't stop it. Qin Xueqing originally planned to come over to help, but when she saw this scene, she really didn't know what to do. She advised kindly: "Second uncle, you can't say that to Second Aunt."[

"Okay, we don't need to meddle in other people's business." Qin Bitao, who was extremely angry, was like a mad dog biting people indiscriminately. It would be fine if he didn't appreciate it. He bit Qin Xueqing without asking the reason, which made Qin Xueqing very embarrassed.

Qin Xueqing knew that Qin Bitao had something to do and didn't have much to say. At this time, Qin Shihao, with silver hair, walked out of the rest room and said to Qin Bitao: "Dad, stop arguing, it's me wrong, I have learned a lesson."

His words made Qin Bitao, who was angry, feel a little sad. He looked up at his former handsome son who had become so handsome, and felt that his heart was about to break.

"Shihao, you're almost resting. We're about to pack up. You go with us and the car is waiting outside." Qin Bitao wiped away his tears, revealed his kind father's appearance, and said with concern.

Qin Shihao suffered from a strange disease. He grew older by dozens of years overnight. He even looked more than ten years older than his father Qin Bitao. He had seen many doctors these days but it was useless.

Although Lin Tian came a few days ago and said the "medicine" prescription, Qin Shihao didn't believe it at all and ignored it.

In a trance, Qin Bitao and Li Xuemei took the packed luggage and went out of the room. Qin Bitao turned his head and called to Qin Shihao who was stunned: "Son, let's go!"

Qin Shihao responded and followed them out of the door of the room. He did not say goodbye to Qin Xueqing in the room at all, as if he regarded her as air.

Qin Xueqing also knew that they were angry and did not care about them. She looked at them silently and said goodbye in her heart.

It was drizzling with cow hair outside. In the cold winter, Qin Bitao, who had just walked out of the heated house, couldn't help but shivered all over. He cursed the weather angrily, and kept urging Li Xuemei, who was still slowing down.

As the saying goes, the phoenix that falls off the gear is not as good as a chicken. Qin Bitao, a son who was expelled from the house by an old man, also feels the warmth and warmth of human feelings at this moment. No one said goodbye to him from the time he packed up to the time he walked out of the house.

The servants didn't help them, and they were all afraid of being stubborn. Being entangled with them would mean being entangled with trouble.

Although the drizzle of cows was not heavy, it was not easy to get wet on her body. Qin Bitao cursed and walked out of the Qin family's mansion. The silver-white Toyota Suv that sent them to the airport was waiting for them, experiencing exhaust gas. The driver seemed to be anxious to send them away, but he didn't even turn off the engine, for fear that he would not catch fire before leaving, and that he would cause trouble.

Qin Bitao dragged his heavy luggage, opened the back cover and put the luggage into the back seat of the car. He also understood that no one would come up to help at this moment, nor would he expect the driver who was watching with his arms around him to help him.

After a busy day, with the help of Li Xuemei, I finally brought all my luggage into the car, and I felt hot sweaty on my body, and was soaked by the drizzle of cows. The more uncomfortable my body was, the more uncomfortable it would be.[

The troubles in my heart were even more intense. I couldn't wait to get into the car and enjoy the heater that was very well-bought in the car. I didn't forget to stick out my head and look down at Qin Shihao, calling out: "Shihao, hurry up, the plane will not wait for anyone."

"Here you!" Qin Shihao raised his head listlessly and responded in an old voice.

When I got in the car, I looked at a brightly yellow Volkswagen polo parked not far away. The reason why this car looked familiar was because I had seen it many times before. Qin Shihao immediately swept away his depressed joy and ran towards the car parked not far away.

A beautiful woman got out of the polo car, with long legs, tall figure, broken skin, long hair shawl, wearing a thick red slim down jacket, wearing an umbrella, looking at Qin Shihao who was coming with a polite smile.

"Tianjiao, are you here to see me off?" Qin Shihao had completely forgotten the reality that he had become old and ugly, and smiled diligently with a pleated face, "Would you like to go with me? Go to the sea and the corner."

The promise Mo Tianjiao had made to him appeared in his mind. Qin Shihao felt that he was a happy person, and all kinds of dissatisfaction disappeared.

Mo Tianjiao gracefully held an umbrella, looking at Qin Shihao who was working hard to pile up smiling faces. He was already covered in white hair and his skin was as old as an old man who was nearly disabled. He said with guilt: "Shihao, I'm sorry, I didn't go with you."

Qin Shihao shook his body a few times like a lightning strike. He still begged, "Tianjiao, why is this? I love you so much, can't you feel it?"

"But I don't love you!" Mo Tianjiao said apologetically.

Qin Shihao could hardly believe his ears, his eyes widened, his wrinkled face looked even more ugly, and his blank brain kept reflecting the scenes of the two people making a vow like a movie. Such a change made him almost unable to believe that Mo Tianjiao was standing in front of him, and asked unwillingly: "Tianjiao, what did you say just now? Can you say it again?"

Mo Tianjiao knew that it would be difficult for him to accept this cruel reality, and tried to calm down his complex mood, and repeated: "I'm sorry, I don't love you."

"What?!" Qin Shihao almost fell on the road full of mud. He could not believe that Mo Tianjiao was so heartless and righteous. His enthusiasm immediately turned into anger and said, "Tell me, why? Did I lose my power? You have a new love, you bitch..."

The desperate Qin Shihao cursed the woman he had loved so deeply with extremely dirty words. He almost vented roars and condemned him at the top of his lungs, as if to make him feel better, it was a pity that it was not much use.

Mo Tianjiao was calmly listening to Qin Shihao's insult to her. Only in this way can the guilt in her heart feel a little better. Looking at Qin Shihao, who was panting like a wounded beast, calmly confessed: "I'm sorry, my previous relationship with you was the same game, and this game was the one that made you hook up."

Qin Shihao, with white hair, was more like a monster. He had changed from an old man on the outside, and was still a young man in his mind. He could face his own failures and understand that Mo Tianjiao, who had been tender and sweet to him, would become like this in the blink of an eye.

"You are lying to me, right?" Qin Shihao asked with a sneer. He didn't accept Mo Tianjiao's statement at all. He stubbornly believed that Mo Tianjiao was just because he lost his power and was eager to draw a clear line with him.

Mo Tianjiao's beautiful face showed a faint smile and said calmly: "No, every word I said to you just now is true. If you don't believe me, I can't do anything."

Qin Shihao could no longer control his anger, and shook his palm hard and knocked off the umbrella in Mo Tianjiao's hand. The umbrella was like a kite with a broken string, floating and falling to the ground, stained with a lot of mud.

"You bitch!" Qin Shihao cursed in anger.

Mo Tianjiao looked at him indifferently and said, "If you think this will make you feel better, you can scold me like this!"

"Don't follow me to do this. You are clearly a bitch who dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Why are you pretending to be pure with me here?" Qin Shihao's whole body was already wet by the rain, and he roared at Mo Tianjiao like a madman.

His almost crazy behavior quickly attracted everyone's attention, including his parents.

Mo Tianjiao felt that there was no more words to talk to him, and took out a piece of paper full of words from the bag she carried with her and said, "This is what Lin Tian asked me to give to you. It is about the treatment of your disease. The United States is more skilled than China's medical skills. If you use this "medicine" prescription, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Lin Tian?! It's Lin Tian again!" Qin Shihao also received the note handed by Mo Tianjiao, opened his blood-red eyes wide, and sneered at Mo Tianjiao: "Why does this guy always pester me in a dim way? Do you have to force me to death before he is satisfied?"

"No one is forcing you, you are forcing yourself." Mo Tianjiao commented objectively, then he no longer talked to him in this way, and asked, "Do you want it?"

"No!" Qin Shihao was so angry that he refused to say without even thinking about it.
Chapter completed!