At the airport parking area, a pretty girl got out of a taxi. She slung her backpack onto her back while running like crazy with her phone in hand. Her slender and well - shaped long legs stepped on the smooth ground, highlighting her tall figure.
"Qiqi, did you manage to buy the ticket? You did! Thank you so much!"
"Qiao'er, what on earth happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Qin Qiao'er pouted her rosy cherry - like lips. "Don't even mention it. My lousy dad screwed up. The company is in big trouble. Now he actually wants me to sleep with a fat guy. Damn it! There's no way I can do this!"
"My God! What's your mom's reaction?"
"— Don't even talk about my mom. My mom actually tried to persuade me to do it. I'm really convinced. So I'm going to find a place to hide first."
Qin Qiao'er, who was swiping her boarding pass at the self - service machine, fell silent because her mom, Ms. Shangguan, was standing right in front of her.
The bracelet on her hand refracted a dazzling light in the sun, and her handbag was the commemorative edition of Chanel's 70th anniversary. She pulled Qin Qiao'er to sit down in a coffee shop not far away. Ms. Qin Yalan took out her silk scarf worth 100,000 yuan and started to cry.
"Actually, your dad has been pretty good to us mother and daughter over the years. We've been wearing good clothes, eating good food, and he's tried his best to provide you with a good learning environment. Now that his company is in trouble—"
Qin Qiao'er's face was full of sarcasm.
She suspected that Ms. Qin Yalan was blind. As half - sisters, look at what Song Qianqian ate and wore, and then look at what she ate and wore!
Fine! She didn't complain about these things. After all, she was the illegitimate daughter. She wasn't even worthy of the surname Song. But when the company was in big trouble, why didn't they go to Song Qianqian but come to her instead?
Just thinking about the short, ugly and lecherous old man in the photo that she was supposed to accompany made Qin Qiao'er feel nauseous!
"You're still my own daughter after all—" Qin Yalan continued crying. "No matter how much I love your dad, I can't let you be wronged. So you go. Come back after the storm has passed. This is my savings over the years. Keep it for a rainy day." With that, she stuffed a bank card into Qin Qiao'er's hand.
Qin Qiao'er choked. A sense of guilt welled up in her heart. She thought Qin Yalan was here to drag her back, but unexpectedly, she was here to see her off—
The plane's announcement urged passengers to get their boarding passes. Qin Yalan poured a cup of coffee for Qin Qiao'er. "Qiao'er, mom is sorry for you over the years. Have a sip of something hot to warm yourself up. It's time to board. Go. Don't come back. Wuwuwu—"
Qin Qiao'er took a sip of coffee. Her nose felt sour, and tears almost rolled down. The announcement urged passengers to get their boarding passes again. She gritted her teeth and got up.
After taking just a few steps, her body went limp and she fell down. Immediately, her consciousness became blurred.
She heard Qin Yalan say clearly, "Hurry, carry her to the hotel quickly."
Qin Yalan took some people and sent Qin Qiao'er to the hotel. But after reaching the 30th floor, she hesitated. "Is it Room 30C or 30D?"
Seeing that the door of Room 30D was slightly ajar, she laid Qin Qiao'er on the bed. "Qiao'er, it's not that mom is heartless. Your dad is really in trouble and needs our help. Let me tell you, your dad promised me that he would marry me as soon as this is done!"
Qin Qiao'er couldn't open her eyes and mumbled, "No— Don't leave me."
But what she waited for wasn't Qin Yalan, but a man.
"You smell so good!"
The man's breath, reeking of alcohol, hit her cheek. His cold hand slid across her face like a snake, and finally moved down, reaching into her innocent private parts and stirring wantonly.
Qin Qiao'er shrank her body sensitively. Her round toes curled on the bed sheet, turning an alluring pink.
She wanted to scream to resist, but what came out was a delicate and lingering moan.
"She's still a virgin."
Finally, after the man had enough fun with his hands, he grabbed Qin Qiao'er's waist and thrust hard.
Qin Qiao'er stiffened her body. Tears of pain welled up in her eyes.
It hurt so much. It hurt down there, and it hurt even more in her heart.
Qin Yalan, I'm your daughter!
The man didn't give Qin Qiao'er any chance to rest. He lifted her powerless hands above her head and bit her delicate breasts as he got closer and closer.