The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

Unexpectedly, such a sycophant still has some genuine feelings for his biological father.

He had thought that her father's death would only make her feel fortunate to be adopted by a wealthy family.

After bowing, Qiao Jin slowly stood up and looked back at everyone in the Qiao family.

Her forehead was broken and bleeding from kowtow, but she didn't care.

Fu Yanlin's eyes swept across her bloody forehead and he said lightly, "Let's go."

He was about to leave when her soft but firm voice rang out from behind him: "Wait a moment."

Ok?

People looked at her in confusion. Logically, Qiao Jin should have seized the opportunity to follow the Fu family and escape from the poor Qiao Village, right?

However, Qiao Jin walked towards Qiao Fulai and Auntie and said seriously, "I'm so grateful for your care over the years, Uncle and Auntie."

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Fulai were stunned and nodded slightly embarrassedly.

They don't really care about Qiao Jin...

Qiao Xue on the side snorted coldly: "What are you pretending for?"

She looked at the Fu family member again absentmindedly. He was so handsome.

How nice it would be if I were the one adopted.

Fu Yanlin stared at Qiao Jin with a meaningful look. Judging from Qiao Jin's casual attitude in the house before, she didn't seem to be a grateful person. She was just acting!

He was a little impatient with her little tricks. Just when he was about to ask her whether she was leaving or not, he heard Qiao Jin speak again: "Auntie, it's time to give me my father's pension, right?"

Pension? Qiao Fulai and his wife's expressions changed slightly, and they forced a smile: "What pension?"

Qiao Jin looked at the two of them with clear and innocent eyes.

"The funeral expenses are the expenses that my uncle paid for my father's funeral. But the pension is what my father left for me to live on. I can't go to the Fu family with nothing and eat and live for free. It's not right to do that."

Qiao Xue frowned and scolded, "Qiao Jin, who has been raising you all these years? You've spent a lot of money on food and lodging in our house. It's already very good that your parents didn't ask you for the money!"

Qiao Jin tilted her head, looking confused. "But my dad sends eighty yuan of his monthly allowance plus bonus to my uncle. Isn't that enough to cover my daily expenses?"

eighty!

Everyone was shocked.

Eighty yuan is more than enough to support a family!

The Qiao family's faces became even uglier. They didn't expect Qiao Jin to mention the allowances and pensions in public.

The pension was five hundred dollars, and they originally wanted to keep it all for themselves.

Just as they were pondering how to respond, Qiao Jin suddenly said aggrievedly, "Forget it, I don't want it. Lest people say I'm ungrateful, I'll just consider the five hundred yuan as a reward for my uncle and aunt's upbringing."

She reached out to wipe her tears, but her wide sleeves slipped down, revealing the chilblains on her hands and her skinny arms.

Everyone was shocked! Five hundred yuan!

"Qiao Fulai, this is really unfair! Eighty yuan a month is almost a thousand a year, and it's been over ten years, so it's at least over ten thousand! And now you still want to hold onto the five hundred yuan pension?"

"That's right, how can a little girl go to Beijing without a penny?"

"I thought they were so kind to Qiao Jin, but I think this family is also black-hearted."

The Qiao family, who were suddenly accused, were stunned for a while.

But they had no way to refute it and could only watch Qiao Jin looking aggrieved and about to cry.

Qiao Fulai said awkwardly: "Who said I won't give it to you! I just forgot about it temporarily..."

The aunt pinched him secretly. That's five hundred yuan! Really give it to him? She couldn't bear to part with it.

What could Qiao Fulai do? He really couldn't do the thing of swallowing his living expenses in front of everyone.

"Xiao Jin, take this money. Uncle will give you another 300 yuan. Be good and obedient when you go to the Fu family."

He counted out some money and handed it to Qiao Jin.

Qiao Jin took the money neatly.

She forgot about this in her previous life, and as a result, the money was embezzled by them.

Don't even think about taking a penny from her in this life!

Holding the money, she walked up to Fu Yanlin.

"I'm ready, let's go."

Fu Yanlin stared at her without saying a word.

The pitiful look, the casual grievances and the timely tears she showed in front of the people in Qiaojia Village just now may have deceived others, but in Fu Yanlin's eyes, all of this was just acting.

He is most annoyed by women who are too thoughtful.

The person in front of me looks weak, but in fact she is very good at talking and acting, and she is not innocent at all.

Even if he felt that the compensation should be given to her, she could find a more honorable way.

Instead of putting on a show like that!

Fu Yanlin didn't want to waste any more words and walked out.

The driver was quite enthusiastic and asked, "Where is your luggage? Let me help you move it to the car."

Qiao Jin shook his head and said, "I didn't bring any luggage."

What's funny is that she has lived in the Qiao family for so many years, but she doesn't even have a piece of clothing of her own and can only wear clothes discarded by Qiao Xue.

"Let's go." She didn't look back.

Just like in her previous life, she left.

But in this life, she must live differently!

She wants to live a good life!

After getting in the car, Qiao Jin glanced at the man next to her a little unnaturally.

The back seat of the car was quite spacious, but the man was tall and had long legs, so he took up a lot of space, and he had a stern face.

In her previous life, it was Fu Yanlin who came to pick her up.

It was just that she was timid in her previous life and didn't dare to look at him for even a second. Later, he threw her home and left.

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Jin looked at him seriously and expressed her sincere gratitude: "Thank you for coming all this way to pick me up."

Want to get close?

Fu Yanlin glanced at her coldly.

Seeing her well-behaved appearance, he couldn't help but sneer: "Miss Qiao is really something special."

Ok?

"It's really admirable that you were able to accept the reality of your father's death just a few days later."

He was laughing at her.

Qiao Jin suddenly pursed her lips and revealed a faint smile.

"My father once said that for a man to die on the battlefield is the highest honor and the most perfect destination."

"My father chose his own path, and I love and respect him. Although I haven't seen him for many years, he will always live in my heart."

After saying this, Qiao Jin turned her head and stopped looking at him.

She understood that this man had no feelings for her, so there was no need for her to continue trying to please him.

I wanted to live in harmony.

In that case, forget it.

Instead, Fu Yanlin stared at her profile outside the window thoughtfully.

Obviously, her cheeks were slightly puffed up, and she was a little angry.

This seems much more real.

The highest honor.

Final destination.

These eight words made Fu Yanlin ponder for a moment.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he also thought so.

One day, he will sacrifice his life on the battlefield of his choice.

We had a bumpy ride all the way to town.

Unexpectedly, a man rushed out from the street and stopped the car.

"Xiao Jin! Xiao Jin!" the man shouted.

Qiao Jin, who was leaning against the car window: ...

It was Hu Ping. The moment she saw him clearly, she clenched her fists and hatred filled her eyes.

It was Hu Ping who killed himself.