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Zhang Yougen forced me to marry an old man. He was a poor scholar who had taken the imperial examination many times but failed. His family was extremely poor and he was old enough to be my father!

Godfather, I beg you, please save me. I am willing to be my brother-in-law's mistress. I will serve my sister and brother-in-law wholeheartedly and responsibly in the future, and I will never dare to have any second thoughts!

Just let your brother-in-law marry me! I really don't want to marry that old man! He's old and wretched. His first wife died of illness because they had no money for treatment. He was so poor that he couldn't remarry.

If I marry him, my life will be ruined!

"Godfather, please help me. You have raised me for so many years. Can you bear to see me being destroyed? Just think of it as my father's face and save me!"

After she said this, she kowtowed repeatedly and looked like she was truly repentant.

But how could Tu Yong agree?

He only had Tu Jiaojiao in his life. He was afraid that she would melt if he held her in his mouth, and afraid that she would fall if he held her in his mouth. She hurt as much as his eyeball.

How could he let Sun Qingqing be a mistress to his son-in-law and cause trouble to his own daughter?

No matter how pitiful Sun Qingqing was, he would never do this.

What's more, Sun Qingqing brought this upon herself!

"Sun Qingqing, how dare you mention your father?" Tu Yong slammed the table. "Back then, I raised you for your father's sake, but how have you ever repaid me?"

Sun Qingqing burst into tears: "Foster father! I really know I was wrong!"

"You said you knew you were wrong? Humph!" Tu Yong snorted coldly, rudely exposing her, "You're lying! It's not that you know you're wrong, it's that you've found yourself with nowhere else to go, so you've come back to me, your former adoptive father!"

Sun Qingqing felt her face burning hot, and couldn't help but interrupt, "Godfather..."

She secretly glanced at Tu Yong and saw that his face was ashen. She then secretly glanced at Xie Xiu and saw that his face was full of indifference. It didn't look like he was going to marry her. So she quickly changed her words, "Godfather, I really know I was wrong!

It doesn't matter if you don't want me to be your brother-in-law's mistress. I can marry Song Xingzhou! I don't dislike him anymore. Please let me marry him. I will definitely give birth to children for him in the future, be a good wife and mother, and serve my mother-in-law well! "

Tu Yongqi's face turned black. "You want to marry Song Xingzhou now? Who do you think he is? A carrot for you to pick at will? You despised him so much back then, and now you say you don't despise him anymore and want to marry him. How can such a good thing happen in this world!"

"Godfather! Please help me!" Sun Qingqing knelt on the ground, keeping a very low profile. "I know that what I did was wrong! But I really know I was wrong! Didn't you do him a favor? As long as you ask, he will definitely agree!"

Tu Yong snorted coldly: "I already spoke up once with such a thick face, but you threw his face on the ground and stomped on it! Now I don't have the face to speak up again!

What's more, you and I have long since severed our relationship. I am no longer your adoptive father, and you are no longer my adopted daughter. So don't call me adoptive father, and don't say you are my daughter. I don't deserve that! "

Sun Qingqing refused to give up and immediately burst into tears: "Foster father——"

But this time, before she could finish her words, Xie Xiu ruthlessly interrupted her.

He said in a stern tone, "Sun Qingqing, you are still as arrogant as before. When you didn't want to marry Song Xingzhou, you belittled him and said he was not worthy of you.

Now you want to marry him, but you don’t ask him whether he still wants to marry you. Instead, you ask your father to help you. Don’t you think your face is shameful?

Even if you want to marry Song Xingzhou, you shouldn't kneel here and force your father to help you. Instead, you should ask Song Xingzhou's opinion."

These words were like slaps in the face, hitting Sun Qingqing mercilessly.

Her cheeks were burning with anger, but she didn't agree in her heart: "I am willing to marry him, how could he not want to marry me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone behind her say coldly, "Sun Qingqing, why do you think I would be willing to marry you?"