The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

At this moment, Qiao Mutian, who was immersed in sadness, suddenly saw a pair of beautiful long legs appear in his sight.

Next came a wad of pink bills.

Qiao Mutian was stunned for a moment, and after picking up the money, his gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.

After living on the streets for so long, this was the first time a kind-hearted person gave her so much money.

Her dirty fingers trembled as she touched the banknotes, and after confirming that it was not an illusion, she looked up suddenly.

"Thank you..." Qiao Mutian was about to say thank you, but before he could say the second word, he saw a familiar face.

She pulled her hand back as if burned, her eyes widening beneath her dirty hair.

Su Yutang.

How could it be her!

At this time, the sunlight shone from behind Su Yutang, giving her a golden edge.

The beige trench coat was obviously a high-end item, and the diamond necklace around her neck reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

What hurt Qiao Mutian the most was the compassion in Su Yutang's eyes.

Qiao Mutian subconsciously covered her face with her hair. Her first reaction was to cover her face. She absolutely could not let Su Yutang see her like this.

But Su Yutang didn't recognize who she was at all. After giving her the money, she turned around and left without stopping.

Qiao Mutian tightly grasped the banknotes in his hand, looked down at the "alms", and suddenly laughed, his laughter was sad and desolate.

why?

Why is Su Yutang still so bright and beautiful?

She shed tears. No matter how hard she tried or how hard she fought, she could never beat Su Yutang.

She is so pathetic.

Looking at Su Yutang's back, she suddenly realized a cruel fact:

Some people are born to be phoenixes in the clouds.

And some people, no matter how hard they struggle, will ultimately be rats in the gutter.

Her parents are dead, and her enemies are giving her alms. Could her life be more ridiculous?

Now she is no different from a wild dog.

Does life still have meaning for her?

Suddenly, a black motorcycle was speeding towards Su Yutang from a distance.

Qiao Mutian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Almost subconsciously, she got up from the ground and ran towards Su Yutang.

She pushed aside several passers-by, and at the moment when the motorcycle was about to hit her, she pushed the figure away with all her strength.

Su Yutang was pushed from behind and staggered forward a few steps, his elbow just brushing against the motorcycle handlebars.

As soon as she turned around, she saw the beggar she had just rescued using his body to block the oncoming motorcycle.

Motorcycles are extremely fast.

The beggar was hit by the motorcycle, drew an arc in the air, and fell heavily on the road five meters away.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The black motorcycle lost its balance due to the collision and slid a long distance along the ground, sparks flying everywhere.

Everything happened so fast that there was no time to react.

Su Yutang was shocked and scared.

"lady!"

The accompanying bodyguards had also rushed over. They had not expected that although the SUV did not catch up, the other party sent a motorcycle to hit the lady to death.

The motorcycle realized that it had hit the wrong person and wanted to turn around and continue to hit Su Yutang, but the bodyguard had already rushed over to stop it.

Three of the bodyguards stayed to protect Su Yutang, while the other one knocked the motorcycle away, jumped off and started fighting with the man.

The motorcyclist struggled to get up and try to escape, but was tackled to the ground by the bodyguard.

The helmet rolled off, revealing a strange and ferocious face.

The streets suddenly became chaotic.

The vendors fled with their shelves, pedestrians scattered, and sirens were approaching.

The police officer helped Su Yutang's men catch the culprit.

But Su Yutang's eyes were fixed on the figure lying in a pool of blood.

Without any hesitation, she walked quickly towards the beggar.

Su Yutang knelt down, turned the man over, and then helped the beggar covered in blood from the ground. "Are you okay?"

Blood and messy hair covered most of her face, but she still used her fingers to brush away the dirty hair.

When the face was fully revealed, Su Yutang was stunned.

Then, she showed a look of shock: "Qiao Mutian?"

When the name slipped from her lips, Su Yutang felt dizzy.

The pale, blood-stained face in front of me was actually Qiao Mutian!

"How could it be you?"

Blood kept oozing out of Qiao Mutian's mouth, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she even had difficulty speaking.

Su Yutang frowned, feeling very complicated. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Bear with it. I'll take you to the hospital."

She was about to call the bodyguard behind her for help, but Qiao Mutian used up his last bit of strength to grab Su Yutang's hand: "Don't... don't save me..."

Su Yutang frowned again.

She hated Qiao Mutian. In the past, she didn't care about her life or death, but she couldn't die because of herself.

She really didn't expect that Qiao Mutian, who once hated her so much, would actually block a deadly motorcycle for her.

Although there were many grievances in the past, at this moment, one thing is one thing, and Su Yutang does not want Qiao Mutian to die for her.

She didn't want to owe Qiao Mutian anything.

"I will find a way to save you and won't let you die..."

"Quick, ambulance!"

Su Yutang's voice fell.

Qiao Mutian burst into tears while laughing, blood foam continuously flowing from the corners of her mouth, "I've really had enough of living, I'm... so tired... I want to die..."

Su Yutang was stunned.

She looked at Qiao Mutian's dirty nails and his shoes that were so torn that his toes were exposed. She also remembered the empty look in Qiao Mutian's eyes when he was staring at the two body bags being carried away... and suddenly she understood something.

I only heard Qiao Mutian continue, "In this life, you snatched away the family that originally belonged to me. I crawled out of the quagmire, so when I got it, I was particularly afraid of losing it, afraid that you would snatch it away from me. That's why I... I'm so against you..."

Qiao Mutian's breathing became weaker and weaker. "Su Yutang, I can't tell you I'm sorry, but I accept my fate..."

Her pupils began to dilate, but she stared at Su Yutang stubbornly: "In... my next life... I will definitely... live well... and be... a good person..."

After saying that, the blood-stained hand suddenly dropped, bounced on the dirty road, and never moved again.

In the last moment before she fell into darkness, she vaguely recalled the first time she stepped into the Qiao family a few years ago and her first meeting with Su Yutang in the Qiao family villa.

At that time, they were standing face to face, both were nineteen-year-old girls, and had not yet become sworn enemies.

She was dressed in rags, dark and earthy clothes, while Su Yutang was wearing a beautiful dress, looking dazzlingly beautiful.

If she wasn't jealous.

If she had called her sister that day, if she had not pretended to be crazy and let Guan Shuhui drive her away.

If I could do it all over again...