Chapter 1397
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Itâs just a spare tire
Yao qiwen glared at Wen Qiao angrily. youâre young, but youâre very scheming. Youâve planned this from the start. You took advantage of my sonâs low IQ, so you deliberately got close to him and even took away his custody in the end, just so that heâd be your blood cow. That way, no one would be able to stop you. Youâre so evil.
Wen Qiao wasnât angered by her and said calmly, â I only need 600 milliliters of Jun Heâs blood. Iâm not going to ask for his permission.
his mental age is only five years old. Of course, heâll agree to it when youâre pretending to be nice to him.
he agreed only because I, Chicheng, have treated him well. Ms. Yao, before you do anything, please reflect on what youâve done. I didnât hide my purpose from you from the beginning, and Iâve already explained it to Mr. Xiao. I admit that I had a purpose in mind from the beginning, but my concern and sympathy for Junhe is also real. As an outsider, what Iâve done for Junhe is much more than what you, his biological mother, have done for him. So, in the future, donât come to my house and act presumptuously. Otherwise, youâll lose even more.â
âAre you threatening me?â Yao qiwenâs face turned pale.
âIâm not threatening you. Iâm just asking you not to shoot yourself in the foot,â
âYouâve made me suffer,â Yao qiwen pointed at her.
Wen Qiao looked at her coldly. youâve shirked all your responsibilities. If youâd known your place from the start, if you hadnât been two-timing, if you hadnât abandoned him before giving birth, and if youâd hidden it from your current husband, all of this wouldnât have happened.
Yao qiwenâs legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.âWhat else can I do? You donât know what kind of life I lived when I was young. My mother was a dancer in a dance club, and I donât even know who my father is. Iâve been living a precarious life since I was young. I just wanted to marry into a rich family, am I wrong?â
Wen Qiao stood under the tree, looking at the wailing woman. Her emotions were complicated, and she didnât know what to say.
they all look down on me. Those rich ladies and socialites all smile at me on the surface, but when they turn around, they say behind my back that Iâm delusional. They say that Iâm delusional to marry into a rich family with my status. I just want to prove to them that Iâm wrong.
Wen Qiao sighed silently in her heart with mixed feelings. She indeed knew how high and mighty the people from this prestigious family were usually, and she was often discriminated against by others.
The difference was that she didnât take it to heart, while Yao qiwen was always holding back her desire to prove herself.
The only difference was that she had met Fu Nanli, while Yao qiwen had met Xiao liangyan.
She was indeed miserable.
âIâve suffered so many contemptuous looks and suffered so much. Was Xiao liangyan not wrong? He said from the start that he would marry me into the Xiao family. He said that he has no feelings for his current wife.â
âThen why didnât you break up with your boyfriend then? Wasnât this a sign of lack of confidence? Deep down, you didnât believe that Xiao liangwan would marry you, and your boyfriend was your backup, right?â
These words were straightforward, but they also hit the nail on the head.
Yao qiwen sobbed and said, â Xiao liangyan was simply cold-blooded and heartless. My boyfriend at that time, who is now my husband, was very good to me. He loved me very much and took care of me in every possible way. Do you think I donât feel guilty? â Iâm just too conflicted, Iâm too conflicted.â