Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

Shang Tingzhou didn't remind her that she had occupied his seat. He took the documents, sat quietly on the sofa, and started to deal with them quietly.

The temperature is getting higher and the sun is getting stronger.

The windows were wide open, and the scorching sunlight refracted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room a little stuffy.

Qiao Jintang took off his coat and asked, "Does Kyoto always get hot this early?"

Shang Tingzhou raised his eyes, swept across her beautiful face, and then looked at her perfect collarbone and slender arms...

Her skin is in very good condition, fair and delicate.

"Mr. Shang?"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Qiao Jintang finally looked at him straight in the eye.

"Well, Xiaojin, you make it sound like you haven't been in Kyoto in the past two years."

Of course she hadn't been there, it was the original owner who had.

However, the original owner's memory of the weather and other things was already very vague.

"Fortunately, it's late April, mid-May, so it's not particularly hot."

Isn’t this hot?

Forget it, men are cold-blooded animals, unlike girls who are always hot-hearted and hot-headed.

"I wonder why Xiaojin suddenly came to the company to see me?"

Qiao Jintang stretched and stood up, then walked to the coffee table and took a few grapes and put them in his mouth.

The grapes at this time of year are not particularly delicious, but those in Shangtingzhou are very sweet. It turns out that the fruits that rich people eat are the best and most premium.

"There is indeed something I would like to trouble you with, Mr. Shang."

"Xiao Jin, you can talk as you please."

Qiao Jintang organized his words, but finally felt that no matter how he organized them, they would seem extremely treasonous and unfilial.

"Help me torture the Qiao family."

Shang Tingzhou asked knowingly: "Does the Qiao family include...Xiao Jin?"

Qiao Jintang smiled with a fake smile, "What do you think?"

"I wonder how my former mother-in-law and father-in-law offended you, Xiaojin?"

Qiao Jintang didn't answer, but took out his mobile phone and played a recording.

"Qiao Jintang, you damned girl, if you don't admit that we are also your parents, you can't get rid of it. You should take on the responsibility of supporting us!"

This is Sun Yunmei's voice.

Shang Tingzhou frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Now that your father is sick and needs money, isn't it natural for me to ask you to pay for your father's treatment? It's cancer, your father has cancer. If he is gone, I will fight you to the death!"

"What a joke. It's not like I gave him cancer."

This is Qiao Jintang's voice.

This was followed by another barrage of insults.

The recording lasts five minutes, and it is Sun Yunmei's voice throughout, with Qiao Jintang occasionally chiming in with a word or two.

After the recording ended, Shang Tingzhou crossed his long legs and looked up at Qiao Jintang, who had a calm expression. "How do you want to deal with this family, Xiaojin?"

"I want to sever ties with them," Qiao Jintang said firmly, "Of course, I am a public figure after all. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will go to see the seriously ill father in person tomorrow."

Qiao Rong did have cancer. He added his second uncle’s WeChat when he returned to his hometown, and the other party had confirmed it.

However, the second uncle said that Qiao Rongsun Yunmei secretly saved a sum of money to buy a house for Qiao Shaobo in the future, and reminded her not to be cheated.

As the only living relative who cared about her, Qiao Jintang was quite grateful to her second uncle.

"Unless your parents agree, your unilateral decision to sever ties seems a bit..."

Shang Tingzhou paused, "Give me money?"

Sun Yunmei is a money-minded person. If you give her enough money, she will definitely agree.

Qiao Jintang frowned and looked unhappy: "Bullshit, is that family worthy?"

"Xiao Jin, don't say bad words."

Qiao Jintang planned to use force directly. She wanted to curse that family, and under the curse, they would not believe or submit.

But...

Someone did raise her, although most of the support came from her deceased grandfather.

Qiao Jintang sighed. Damn it, she really had to bleed!

Hearing that the Second Young Lady was here again, a group of senior executives tried to find various excuses to go to the president's office. This time, they were ruthlessly rejected by Secretary Xu with various reasons.

Now she is the second young lady, things are different.

He first went to the company to select scripts, but there was no suitable one, so Qiao Jintang simply turned down all invitations.

The next script must be about a female lead, and it must be a female lead script that can allow her to completely get rid of the three words "no representation".

Nowadays, most TV dramas are adapted from novels, and they are all fast-food TV dramas without any nutritional value.

The good film and television industry is completely occupied by those idols who are a little popular but have poor acting skills. They can act in ten dramas and their fans are not allowed to say anything because they are strong.

Qiao Jintang really wants to clean up the atmosphere in the entertainment industry, but she doesn't have the qualifications now.

"Ugh!"

Feng Shuang saw her throwing the scripts aside in a rage and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Who has offended our little ancestor again?"

"If I curse all the traffic stars who have no talent, no acting skills, and whose fans are mean and vicious to be fired immediately, will I become a national public enemy?"

Feng Shuang was completely speechless.

"You can try it."

China has such a large population, and the number of fans of those popular stars she mentioned is terrifying when added together. Even if she has great powers, it is impossible for her to curse all of them.

"If this were in my hands..."

She only needed to go to the prince and the general to fan the flames, and the two of them would then join forces to report to the emperor and suppress the rebellion directly with force.

Never mind, she is no longer from that era.

"Is there no book you like?"

Feng Shuang found two books and said, "These two are pretty good, take a look..."

"I am Qiao Jintang, not a professional vixen. Why do you always ask me to play Su Daji? Am I sick?"

Feng Shuang looked innocent, but sister, the impression you give people is that of the living Su Daji!

Or Su Daji, who is extremely violent, vicious and has a bad mouth.

"No, where's Xiao Zhou? Let her take me to the hospital. Oh, and let Xiao Zhou wear a miniature camera. I want to broadcast the whole process live."

"What's the matter? Who are you going to take revenge on?"

Qiao Jintang looked unfathomable, "Go and take revenge on my parents."

???

Feng Shuang immediately stopped what he was doing, picked up his bag and stood up, "Why are you looking for Xiao Zhou? He finally got a day off and was arranged to go on a blind date. Come on, I'll help you with the live broadcast."

Qiao Rong lives in Kyoto People's Hospital. He has liver cancer, but it is in the early stages, so it is not hopeless.

As a popular female star at the moment, Qiao Jintang caused quite a stir as soon as she appeared in the hospital. Fortunately, most patients and their families were more conscious and did not swarm around her. Instead, they chose to take photos and record videos openly.

The hospital was overcrowded and there were almost no beds left in the inpatient wards. Qiao Rong's bed was an additional one.

Originally there were four beds in a ward, but now there are five beds after one was added. The ward, which was not spacious to begin with, seems a bit crowded.

Sun Yunmei was sitting beside the bed, scolding and scolding Qiao Shaobo.

"You little brat actually skipped class. Go back to school now. Do you really not want to go to college?"