Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

The next day, it snowed heavily again.

Because it was the weekend, Jiang Deng didn't have to go to the company today and had no other plans. She planned to go to the dance studio to dance for the day.

When she went downstairs to have breakfast, Jiang Zhengquan once again found her and kept nagging her, asking her to apologize for standing up Zhou Wu last night.

I can’t stand it anymore. Jiang Deng can’t stay in this old house for another day!

Tomorrow... No! Stop dancing, she's moving out today! Right now! Right now!

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Deng couldn't bear it any longer, so he put down his chopsticks, picked up his bag and left.

"stop!"

Jiang Zheng's forehead was covered with throbbing veins. He slammed the table and stood up from his chair, shouting, "You are becoming more and more disrespectful! Do you dare to walk out of this house?!

"You have to meet with someone today no matter what, otherwise you don't have to come to the company next week, and I will ask the bank to suspend all your credit cards!"

Jiang Deng paused and turned back suddenly, his eyes met Jiang Zhengquan who was standing there gasping for breath.

She couldn't believe it.

The villa was silent for a moment.

Jiang Deng's eyes gradually turned red.

The housekeeper and the servants were silent, and only Jiang Xun stood up and tried to smooth things over: "Dad, sister, please sit down and talk first. Can't you explain what's going on? How can it be so serious that you have to stop using your card--"

Jiang Deng gritted his teeth, turned his head and pointed at Jiang Xun to interrupt him: "No need for your fake kindness!"

Then he suppressed the heat in his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and a sneer slowly formed at the corner of his lips, and said to Jiang Zhengquan:

"Okay, then stop!"

Jiang Deng’s knuckles turned white from clenching their fists. He threw the bag on his shoulder onto the dining table, turned around and ran out.

The white porcelain plate was hit, and the food inside it fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces and scattering everywhere.

I can't eat anymore.

"Dad, my sister..."

"Let her go! It's time to do this. Let her know exactly what she is worth!"

……

After Jiang Deng rushed out of the Jiang family, she ran forward aimlessly on her last breath. The wind and snow blew on her face and body, making her very cold, but at this moment, it was not as cold as the chill in her heart.

Jiang Deng's vision had become blurry without him noticing.

She had been trying to cover up the truth and deceive herself into living a carefree life, but now she had to admit that her father didn't love her at all.

No one loves her.

Jiang Zhengquan hated her and despised her because she killed his mother Hua Wan, and because without her, Hua Wan would not have died.

What is she?

In Jiang Zhengquan's eyes, she was just a tool for marriage from beginning to end! If she was disobedient and lost her value, she could be thrown away at any time!

Just because she was a girl, he never thought of leaving the family business to her.

If he cared about her feelings and mood at all, why would he suddenly adopt Jiang Xun without any warning when she was ten years old? !

From childhood to adulthood, she only had a little affection for her because of her affection for her mother and her blood relationship. However, this affection was too insignificant compared to Jiang Zhengquan's hatred and disgust for her. Once there was a conflict of interest, it would be completely vulnerable.

She refused to face reality and lived in an illusion.

She should have faced reality earlier.

……

After crying for a while and calming down, Jiang Deng wiped his face with the back of his hand, stood up from the snow, and began to pay attention to his surroundings.

She didn't know where exactly she had run to. She only slowly judged from the grass and trees around her that she seemed... not to have left this villa area yet.

Did he run into the garden in the villa’s public area?

She was running too fast just now, one of her high heels fell off, she sprained her ankle, and fell several times. Her face was covered with tears and snot from crying, and her image was really not good.

Before leaving, she threw her bag away in anger and now she has nothing in her hands.

No wipes, no cell phones, and no money.

She had to find out if there was a bathroom nearby.

Jiang Deng squatted down, picked up the only remaining high-heeled shoe, held it in her hand, raised her head, and looked around for direction.

I didn't expect that when I turned my head halfway, I suddenly met a strange young man holding an umbrella not far away.

Black leather shoes, black coat, an exquisite and well-fitting three-piece suit of the same color, and meticulously combed side-combed hair.

It's obvious that he's going there to discuss business.

Look at the face again.

He had thin lips, a high straight nose, thick sword-like eyebrows that were twisted up, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with a dark color in them, and his expression was somewhat unpredictable.

The person in front of him slowly overlapped with the photo in Jiang Deng's memory.

Finally, two become one.

The expression on Jiang Deng's face froze.

...Zhou, Zhou Wu!