I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

It has been a while since the last encounter in the toilet. Zhao Yinqing said sharply and vigorously, but then disappeared. Sun Lu has enough reason to suspect that this person is purely talking.

Even now he has smashed his pen with his pen, and there is no reaction at all, let alone turning his head to look over, there is no movement to touch his head.

He heard Ke Junzhi asking her if she was okay there, Zhao Yinqing shook his head, and couldn't hear what he said in reply.

Sun Lu lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the paper, adding a bunch of numbers. He was calculating Sun Siqi's salary last month.

Sun Siqi feels that the circle around him has a great influence on a person. Yingcai is an aristocratic school, and all the students in it can become Sun Lu’s future contacts, so she sent him here. For this reason, she worked hard and kept saving. Money, until I finally saved enough.

However, there are still more than two years in the future. Even if the school has reduced the tuition fees, other additional expenses are not a small expense, so Sun Siqi still goes to work early and returns late every day, and has never stopped.

She does assembly work in the factory. She spends twelve hours a day and can earn six to seven thousand yuan a month. She also does manual accounting every day. In the middle of the month, she can avoid errors and omissions. She has a specialization in the field of technology and accounting. It fell on Sun Lu's head.

Sun Lu marked the total of several accessories on the side, closed the notebook and put it on the side.

He glanced at Zhao Yinqing again. Ke Junzhi tilted his head and was looking for a chat with her, but Zhao Yinqing didn't seem to have the intention of chatting. He read and read attentively.

This person is not very good at school, but he works really hard.

After not having contact with Shi Tingting, the relationship with Zhuo Zhiying was not so good at first, but it got worse in an instant.

Zhao Yinqing now has supplementary lessons every day, so he comes back late for dinner and occasionally solves it directly outside.

"These are all lost, like shit, and it's not enough to feed chickens." Zhuo Zhiying rarely followed the nanny to the kitchen today to give pointers, "And these are also thrown away to avoid bugs."

The babysitter said: "They were all bought today, and there will be no bugs."

Zhuo Zhiying's brows wrinkled, and the hostess became majestic, and her voice pointedly said: "Is it obstructive? Hurry up!"

"But I haven't come back when I drink it up, so I'll throw it all away. How can I get it if I don't eat it later?"

Zhuo Zhiying: "It's not that I didn't give her any leftovers. I really can't get some cold rice and stir-fry the eggs. You can't?"

The face of the nanny being blocked by her is not very good. She has been working in Zhao's family for many years, and she has never encountered such an attitude even when facing the real Zhao family.

"Throw it, do you want me to say it a few times?" Zhuo Zhiying puts her hands around her chest, her feet on plush slippers, a black one-line skirt, a burgundy silk shirt, and big brown wavy hair behind her head. She is a wealthy wife. style.

Without a word, the nanny dumped all the dishes reserved in advance into the trash can, and threw away all the food that could be thrown in the refrigerator.

Zhuo Zhiying was satisfied and walked away.

When Zhao Yinqing came back this day, he happened to have no use of food yet. When he went to the kitchen to search, he didn't even have any root hairs.

The babysitter was always paying attention to the movement here, and quickly came over.

"Aunt Zhang, where is my meal?"

Aunt Zhang looked up, and whispered: "It was all thrown away. Ms. Zhuo asked for it. I don't think it would be good to leave the food for a long time, so..."

After that, Zhao Yinqing understood everything. In short, she started to wear small shoes. It is estimated that Zhao Zhengyang will be served well, otherwise she will not be so bold.

"My dad hasn't returned yet?"

Aunt Zhang nodded.

"I see, you go back to sleep."

Aunt Zhang said: "I will buy more tomorrow and put it in a different place."

"No, just do whatever you usually do."

Aunt Zhang looked at her sadly.

Zhao Yinqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

She turned around and went back to the room, bought a mini camera online, put it in the kitchen when there was no one, and then carried a box of noodles back and put it in the refrigerator.

That night, Zhuo Zhiying repeated the old tricks. Not only did he throw away the food, but he also threw away the box of noodles that Zhao Yinqing bought.

Zhao Yinqing looked at the monitoring screen on the phone and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly.

Zhao Zhengyang has been very busy with the company recently. He only returns home the next day or even a few days, and every time he comes back, he will ask about the child's situation.

Zhuo Zhiying hung the coat he took off on the hanger, and said: "It's all very good. It's better to drink up and make up lessons every day. I want to take the next monthly exam."

"How are you two getting along now?"

"It's almost the same as before. I'll talk less and don't obstruct her eyes." The voice was aggrieved.

Zhao Zhengyang turned around and squeezed the woman's cheeks and said, "Yeah, I'm sorry for you. Okay, don't worry about children. After a long time, you will naturally accept you after drinking it."

Zhuo Zhiying let out a low "um".

Then the attention turned away, and the two of you were ready to take a bath together.

Suddenly there was a loud "bang" on the first floor. Zhuo Zhiying was taken aback and said, "What happened downstairs?"

Zhao Zhengyang drew some of her untied clothes and said, "Go down and take a look."

The two hurried off together, Shi Tingting also walked out after hearing the sound, Zhuo Zhiying beckoned, calling people to his side.

In the kitchen, Zhao Yinqing stood alone under the cold white light, smashing everything that could be smashed, looking at the incoming people with a blank face.

Zhao Zhengyang said angrily: "Why did you go crazy at night?"

"I'm crazy?" Zhao Yinqing said nonchalantly, "You can ask what good things your women have done recently."

Zhuo Zhiying bit her lower lip with a wounded look on her face.

Zhao Yinqing: "What are you pretending to be innocent? You are here to pretend to be weak when you know your man is here, aren't you usually upright?"

"Zhao Yinqing!" Zhao Zhengyang warned, "have you talked to elders like this?"

"What qualifications does she have to be my elder?"

Zhuo Zhiying looked like he was hit hard, and he took a step forward weepingly: "Drink clear, what did I do? Make you hate me so much?"

Zhao Yinqing smiled: "The acting is so good, why don't I go to get an Oscar? I also come back every night. In the end, I don’t talk about getting along with each other, but also give me shoes. I am hungry now. Isn’t the next step? Are you going to drive me out of Zhao's house?"

Zhao Zhengyang glanced at the kitchen counter and smashed everything he could. Those few dishes that were prepared specially were all there.

"What's on it? Is it possible to feed the dog?"

Zhuo Zhiying whispered: "I made it specially for Yinqing."

Shi Tingting cried out: "Zhao Yinqing, don't go too far. My mother has cooked for you specially, what else do you want?"

Zhao Zhengyang patted Zhuo Zhiying's back comfortably, and asked softly, "How did you do it? What about the babysitter? Isn't the home always inviting a babysitter?"

"Aunt Zhang told me a few days ago that there was something urgent to do at home. I saw that she couldn't wait at all, so I agreed. The new babysitter has not been found yet."

Without saying anything, Zhao Yinqing swept the rice cooker with the electricity still plugged in to the ground.

With an explosion, the hot rice was sprayed out.

Zhuo Zhiying's mother and daughter screamed in fright.

Shi Tingting roared, "Zhao Yinqing, are you **** sick?!"

Zhao Yinqing tilted his head with a mean face, an expression of what you can do with me.

Zhao Zhengyang's face was green with anger, and he was about to step forward and grab this little madman.

Zhao Yinqing suddenly reached out and pressed the remote control that he had been holding. He looked at Zhao Zhengyang coldly and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you something good first."

The TV in the living room turned on, and after the cold blue light, all the pictures of the kitchen were broadcast these days.

Zhuo Zhiying commanded Aunt Zhang to clear the refrigerator once a day, very regular.

"Ms. Zhuo, even if you don't save some food for Yinqing, she should always keep the noodles she bought for her."

"What to keep? Are instant noodles such as junk things that people can eat? Is it because I put it in a large refrigerator here to store instant noodles for her?"

"That can't be like this every day, right? The child is still growing..."

"Those who have the brain will buy it outside. It's not that Zhao Zhengyang didn't give her the money, so he threw it to me."

"but…"

"What's the matter? You have a big opinion? Just get out of here if you don't want to do it!"

"You are loyal. How much benefit did the Zhao family give you?"

"Zhao Yin settled something, it was me who lay next to her father every day, and I was the hostess of this house!"

The scene jumped for a while, and the moment in the room was a bit horrible. Except for Zhuo Zhiying's arrogant and domineering voice on the TV, even her breath seemed to disappear.

Zhuo Zhiying's face was comparable to applying wall powder, as white as a dough.

She panicked and yelled: "Zhengyang..."

Then he stumbling and ran to the living room to turn off the TV.

"Stop for me." Zhao Zhengyang said in a very calm tone, still keeping his sight on the TV.

"Listen to me, I am..."

"To shut up!"

Zhuo Zhiying was like a duck whose neck was pinched, with her mouth stiffened, her eyes were really filled with water vapor, and she was really scared to cry.

Shi Tingting didn't expect to reverse so quickly, she looked at the other end in a panic, and then at this end, not knowing what to do for a while.

Zhao Yinqing leaned on the kitchen counter, looking at the mother and daughter who had turned over and over with a relaxed expression, and threw the remote control to play.

Zhuo Zhiying approached Zhao Zhengyang cautiously, and said softly: "Zhengyang, I'm so angry that this is the case, you know..."

With a "pop", Zhao Zhengyang slapped her backhand.

Zhuo Zhiying clutched her cheek, was beaten blindly, looked at him incredulously.

"I served you delicious and delicious food, but that's what happened to my daughter?" Zhao Zhengyang put his hands in his pockets, black trousers, white shirt, even though a few buttons on the neckline seemed a bit loose, but for a long time The majesty of being in a high position still inadvertently flowed out.

"What are you guys? Pack things and roll them!"

"No, Zhengyang, I was wrong, you give me another chance, I beg you!" Zhuo Zhiying finally cried, the makeup that had not been removed on his face quickly faded, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Shi Tingting stood there stiffly, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Zhengyang took out the phone and called the security guard.

Zhuo Zhiying jumped over and hugged his leg, Zhao Zhengyang kicked it off, and then pulled Zhao Yin out of the kitchen.

When the father and daughter left the villa, Zhao Zhengyang deliberately drove her to have a good meal.

Because of his negligence, his daughter was neglected, so Zhao Zhengyang kept serving Zhao Yinqing like a little **** this evening, just to ask for her daughter's forgiveness.

That night, Zhuo's mother and daughter left the villa, and Aunt Zhang was called back.

Shi Tingting didn't show up at school the next day. I heard that she took a long vacation.

After a period of turmoil, life returned to calm.

Zhao Yinqing thought she had completely swept these two out of her life.

Unfortunately, Shi Tingting returned to school a week later.

Although people looked thinner in the past, they also became more low-key than in the past, and when they met Zhao Yinqing, they took a detour and didn't dare to provoke them.

"Tingting, where is your driver?"

Shi Tingting said "Oh" and said, "I quit my job. My dad told me not to make special cases, so now I have to take a car to and from school."

"True? But I think Zhao Yinqing is still driving to and from school!"

Shi Tingting pursed her lips and said nothing.

The other said: "Didn't you say that Zhao Yinqing was rubbing your car last time? Why is she still the same now?"

"Yes, yes, are you lying to us?"

Shi Tingting buried her head and walked directly out of the encirclement.

"Cut, what's the matter, let's spread this panic that will help you at a glance."

"That's it, it's too vain, even this kind of panic."

"I heard that the poorer people are, the more they like to have money. Isn't her family actually very poor?"

"possible."

Shi Tingting walked faster and faster, wishing to poke her ears deaf.

After being kicked out of the Zhao’s villa, Zhuo Zhiying took her to stay in a hotel like a cross-street mouse for a few days. Later, Zhuo Zhiying went to find Zhao Zhengyang again. I don’t know what method was used. In the end, Zhao Zhengyang let them go.

Immediately afterwards, he was placed in another apartment of the Zhao family. The family was complete. The two mothers and daughters were enough to live, but compared with the previous houses, they were not at the same level, and the previous treatments were not good for the time being. It's possible.

Shi Tingting was angry and embarrassed again, and finally counted all the resentment on Zhao Yinqing's head.

If it weren't for this person to make trouble and couldn't understand the two mothers and daughters, how could she be so embarrassed, she would make Zhao Yinqing pay the price one day.

I don't know if Zhao Yinqing will pay the price, anyway, she feels that the price paid by Zhuo's mother and daughter is almost the same as nothing.

She didn't question Zhao Zhengyang, but Zhao Zhengyang knew that he was not doing this kindly, so she peeked at Zhao Yinqing's expression for several days.

Finally, he deliberately dragged people to the mall to ease Zhao Yinqing's emotions by accompanying shopping.

There are only a few shops that I often go to, specializing in high-order settings, and most people do not accept them.

"Go over there and take a look." Zhao Zhengyang suddenly grabbed Zhao Yinqing and walked in another direction.

That is also a women's clothing store, which is doing vigorous promotion. This is not the key. The important thing is that the style of this store is rather mature, which obviously does not meet Zhao Yinqing's age.

She turned her head suspiciously and glanced at her own Laozi, and said, "Have you never looked down on these discounted supermarket-like clothing stores? Why are you interested in shopping today?"

"The so-called Taobao will be unexpected. Isn't it good to have some freshness?"

Zhao Yinqing was shocked by this unreliable argument.

Entering the store, a few customers were walking around. One of the women was slender, beautiful, and very good-looking. She liked a navy blue jacket, but she was hesitating because of the price or the style.

When Zhao Yinqing saw this man, he couldn't help but want to run.

She stretched out her hand to pull Zhao Zhengyang, but when she was middle-aged, she was still passionate enough to be like a man with a butterfly. She said first: "I think that big red dress suits you better. White people are suitable. Brighter colors."

Zhao Yinqing: "..."

Zhao Zhengyang has nothing else, this lustful characteristic is estimated to be unchangeable in this life.

The woman looked at her clothes uncertainly and said, "Really? I rarely wear red."

Zhao Zhengyang smiled like a flower, and said: "I think it's good, I suggest you try it."

Zhao Yinqingmu stood in place with a face, and pulled Zhao Zhengyang's hemline: "Go!"

Zhao Zhengyang was unmoved.

Zhao Yinqing grabbed him again and said, "Dad, let's go!"

At the same time, another clear voice came from behind: "Mom, have you finished your election?"