261- True Love Is A Broken Shoe (真爱是破鞋)
Qiao Hong Ye glared at Jing Yun Zhao, her eyes filled with hatred. This person could always find her Achilles heel, that was what made her hate her so much.
“What are you so proud of? When you’re even more unfortunate than me now. With your family being so poor, wouldn’t you have to fork out all your money to your parents so they can retire early? Now that I remember, didn’t you always complain, saying that my parents didn’t give you any clothes and even starved you? But look at you now, if you were to live with your biological parents, you would’ve starved to death long ago!” Qiao Hong Ye said with a haughty look while grabbing Jiang Xia’s arm.
“I rather starve to death than die under your hands, wouldn’t you agree?” Jing Yun Zhao countered.
However seeing Qiao Hong Ye’s haughty face, Jing Yun Zhao couldn’t hold back anymore and continued, “Jiang Xia truly loves you huh? I mean why else would he sleep with a girl that has had multiple partners? I’m just curious whether Cao Xing knows you have a boyfriend now, and would he escape from prison to kill you if he were to know?” (C: Punchable face more like)
Jing Yun Zhao was just spouting nonsense as there was no way Cao Xing would be able to escape from prison, and the chances of him killing Qiao Hong Ye was even more impossible.
However with the chance to trigger the pair of lovebirds in front of her, why wouldn’t she take it?
Jing Yun Zhao’s lightly spoken words caused Qiao Hong Ye to glare at her ferociously, as if wanting to strangle her.
Cao Xing, Cao Xing! To think that she dared to talk about Cao Xing!
At the time, if only Jing Yun Zhao didn’t give those pictures to the police, she wouldn’t need to quit school!
Although the love Jiang Xia had for her wasn’t shallow, he was still a guy after all. He would mention Cao Xing every time they were together, and all she could do was coax him to the best of her abilities, in fear that he would dump her.
Now, Jing Yun Zhao brought up this matter again, but this time, it was in front of Jiang Xia’s mother.
Qiao Hong Ye glanced at Mother Jiang just as Mother Jiang exploded and screamed, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?”
My son is getting someone’s sloppy seconds?
She’s so young yet she already had…
Suddenly, Mother Jiang whose face was red with rage raised her arms towards Qiao Hong Ye, “YOU BITCH! You had the gall to lie to us! A used shoe like you wants to be treated like a gem by my son!?”
She already hated Qiao Hong Ye at the start, and now, with so many events happening at the same time, she couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Jiang Xia also felt a piercing headache like a knife was stabbing him and weakly said, “Mom, stop making a scene, I already know about this.”
How could I not know? At the time, the incident concerning Cao Xing, Qiao Hong Ye and He Jia Si was known throughout the school. However Qiao Hong Ye was the victim, at the time she was not willing yet Cao Xing still forced himself onto her.
“How could I have given birth to a son like you!? You’re still in highschool, why would you fight with us over a used shoe like her? Now our family is in trouble, yet you’re still siding with her, will you only be satisfied after I’m dead!? I don’t care anymore, Qiao Hong Ye is not allowed in our house in the future, or we’ll disown you!” Mother Jiang shrieked.
Hearing this, Qiao Hong Ye glared at Jing Yun Zhao fiercely saying, “It’s all your fault! Jing Yun Zhao, at any rate, I’ve called you sister for so many years; I already have nowhere else to go, yet you’re still trying to harm me so viciously!”
Jing Yun Zhao just glanced at her with an extremely cold stare.
Qiao Hong Ye used to pretend like she was getting bullied, always having an aggrieved expression, but now that she had to stay at home for a period of time, her weak and pitiful persona disappeared. However with just a few words, her fox-tail was starting to show.
At first she considered Qiao Hong Ye to be her enemy, but now? She just felt that Qiao Hong Ye was ridiculous and pathetic.
The Qiao Hong Ye now, the older she gets the more her intelligence regresses. (C: I wanna be Monke)