C2073

Fan Wai, the eldest son of Luo Jinyu and Yang ChuChu, officially opened the curtain.

In the gloomy sky, it seems that there is going to be a heavy rain. Even the air is thin. It's early in the morning. Joanne, who just fell asleep, is suddenly awakened. When he opens his eyes, he sees his mother standing beside her bed, holding a mobile phone tightly.

"Ann, get up, hurry up. I know where your father is. This time, I must catch him. I'll see who the shameless Junior is. Go ahead and tear her face for me." Mother bent down and pushed her hard, thinking she didn't wake up and spoke very loudly.

"Mom, how late are you going?" Joanne is not used to it. Her mother is always suspicious. Since she was 13 years old, she took her to catch her father's traitor from time to time. But she made jokes several times. Dad seems to be more indifferent to her. Doesn't she give up?

"I have to go. Are you my own? Whether I'm alive or dead? " All of a sudden, Qiao Mu burst into tears.

"Good. I'll go. I'll change my clothes..."

"Don't change. It's not a show. Let's catch the traitor. Hurry down and drive." Mother wiped tears, hate teeth, turned and pedaled downstairs.

Joanne looked at her pajamas and pajamas. Fortunately, they were thick and not exposed. She had to pull her long hair painfully and get out of bed. This is really the last time. If there is another time, she would advise her parents to divorce.

Joanne drove to the door of a five-star hotel, listening to her mother's crying and abusing.

"Pa!" Overhead, a flash of lightning, deafening sound, scared Joanne like a dog a few times, she covered her ears, hurriedly dragged her mother into the hotel, afraid that she would be split by the thunder.

But Qiao's mother didn't hear the thunder. Her heart was as dead as ashes. She managed her life for many years. She was teetering. How could she be afraid of death? If you want to die, you have to take your husband with you.

Joanne immediately told the front desk of the hotel to find someone. The front desk looked at her doubtfully.

The mother and daughter got into the elevator by the way. They were dressed in pajamas, and their hair was like a ghost, which was really scary.

"What's the room number?" Asked Joanne.

"Top floor, presidential suite, room 5508." Her mother's eyes were red and swollen, her eyes were vacant, but her spirit was excited. Obviously, she had full assurance this time.

"Ann, I'll take out my cell phone and take a picture of that shameless woman. I'll make her lose her reputation." Joe mother gritted her teeth.

"Oh, I see." Joanne takes out his cell phone and turns it into a camera.

When the elevator jingled, the mother and daughter quickly ran to the corridor and found the room number all the way.

"Mom, the door doesn't seem to be closed." Joanne's eyes were sharp. It was heaven's help to her mother and daughter. The door was hidden.

"Go in and shoot. Don't let the little bitch go." Anne mother angrily pushes the door and comes in, shouting at her daughter.

Joanne immediately went in with her mobile phone, and ran all the way from the living room to the bedroom, skillfully.

In the bedroom, a big body is tied with a bath towel, ready to change clothes, suddenly saw the woman who broke in, holding the mobile phone to him, his cold eyes suddenly gloomy, cold anger asked: "who are you?"

"Ah? Not my dad? " Joanne's eyes were stunned. She quickly put down her mobile phone, said sorry and turned to run out.

"Mom, it's wrong, not Dad. Did you get the wrong room number again?" As Joanne ran out, she grabbed her mother's arm and took her out of the room.

"Not your dad's room? It's impossible. This is the 5509 room on my mobile phone. It's next door? " Joe's eyes were dazed with tears just now, so she read the wrong number.

"Don't get it wrong again." Joanne was speechless to her mother. That scene was really embarrassing.

"No, this is the room." Qiao Mu wants to go to challenge the door.

Joanne grabbed her arm and squinted at her eyes. "I'll come."

At this time, a tall and young figure came out of the nearby gate, and Gu Beiyuan stared coldly at the mother and daughter outside.

Joanne was not ashamed at the moment. After tapping on the door, he said to the room anxiously in a professional voice: "Dear guest, Hello, there is a room on fire downstairs. Please evacuate."

In a short time, the door was quickly opened, it was Joe father, at the same time, there was a voice of panic and fear from women inside: "old Joe, is there a fire? Let's run. "

"Where are you going, you bitch?" Joe mother immediately screamed and rushed in, and Joanne quickly raised her cell phone and ran into it.

"Ah, old Joe, help me. Your mother tiger pulled my hair." There was a scream from the woman.

Joanne raised her hand and photographed the woman. Suddenly, she saw that her mother seemed to fall into a bad situation. She quickly put her mobile phone in her bag and joined the battle group.

"Let go of my mother, you bitch. ""No, my hair..."

The three women in the room tore into a group, and Joe's father nearby watched coldly. At last, he roared angrily: "Zhang Xiuzhu, qiao'an, get out of here."

Joe's father's voice, let tear hit three people to stop hand, Qiao an's face was torn a few, mother and daughter are both in a mess.

"Qiao Dawei, I want to divorce you." Zhang Xiuzhu screamed at the top of her throat.

"Well, as soon as it's light, get out of here." Qiao's father came directly and pulled the mother and daughter out of the door: "Zhang Xiuzhu, I'm fed up with you. Get out of here."

Joanne stood beside her with a pale face and watched the tears in her mother's eyes pouring down. She bit her teeth secretly and took her mother's hand: "let's go back. Don't make trouble with him in the future. He will not change."

As she passed by the next door, Joanne heard a heavy closing noise. Her heart trembled and she looked at the door. Thinking of the gloomy eyes of the man who had just entered, she was secretly upset.

In the elevator, Zhang Xiuzhu leaned against the wall of the elevator, her eyes were dull: "An'an, why are you not a son?"

Joanne's face is stiff, and here comes again. Will mom read for the rest of her life?

"If only you were a son, your father would not ignore you so much, and he would not dare to divorce me." Zhang Xiuzhu covered her face and cried bitterly.

Joanne looked up at the sky. What was hard to hide in her eyes was her inferiority. Yeah, why wasn't she a son?

Isn't Mother's marriage unhappy because she's not a son?

Dad ran out every day, looking for a woman to get rid of her anger. Is that because she is not a son?

But who has the ability to choose their own birth? She also wants to be a son. She also wants to be valued. She wants to be born in a happy and happy family, not like now. She looks bright on the outside, but in fact, the inside has been rotten. People outside also call her a big miss Qiao's family, but her good clothes and good food are just appearances. Her life is terrible.

"Mom, you get divorced. I rent a house outside to support you. I don't read anymore. It's better for me to go to work than to live at Qiao's house." Joanne finally made up her mind to take her mother away from the disappointing Qiao family.

"Divorce?" Zhang Xiuzhu raised her face. She was at a loss. She never thought about divorce. She left, but she was nothing. Now outsiders still respect her as Mrs. Qiao. Her daughter is the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. If she left, she was nothing.