"But look what you're doing now. You really let me down. You really poisoned your mother Qiao Jingyao was very excited when he said this. He threw his blood report to Qiao Yurou: "even twenty minutes ago, when I saw this report, I was still looking for reasons for you, thinking that maybe you didn't do it. But now see you like this, even if I want to find a reason for you, I have no way. Yurou, you really let me down. How can you live like this! It's shameless to live such a cruel life. "

Qiao Jingyao wanted to go home quickly just now to find out about the milk. But in the middle of the car, a phone call turned around and the car came back.

Qiao Jingyao is really disappointed and distressed at the moment when he sees Qiao Yurou holding a needle against Ke Jingqiu's neck.

"That's enough. Don't preach to me any more. I feel sick when I see the faces of you people. You all say I have no conscience. But how can people like you who have lived in the ivory tower since childhood understand the life I lived when I was a child? " Qiao Yurou looked at Yu xiaonuan angrily, and her voice was very excited. "She said," I'm cruel, insidious and shameless. But I'm going to be like this. It's all forced by you people. You have been happy since you were young and loved by your parents. But mine! When I was young, what I faced most was the warmth and coldness in the orphanage. "

"I have a father, but I have to be abandoned and forced to stay in a small room with dozens of children. She was beaten and scolded by the "Auntie" in the orphanage. I learned all my tricks in an orphanage. While you are still enjoying the favor of your parents, I have to learn how to please the dean and say something against his will. As long as the dean is happy, he will give me candy. I will be able to make the "parents" who are going to adopt children like me. I'll make myself look pretty. "

"But every time I get sugar from the Dean, other children will take it away. Whenever someone comes to choose a child, someone will always put some mud on my face, or scratch my face and cut my clothes, which makes me look ugly. So looking at the people who have been selected, I can't always be selected. Not being selected means that I will continue to live in poverty, continue to be beaten and scolded by the aunt in the orphanage, and continue to be bullied by other children in the orphanage. Once again, someone wanted to pick a child. A child locked me in the cupboard in order not to let me be picked. I was locked up there day and night and no one found out. Later in the middle of the night, my father came to see me. I cried and begged her to take me away from the orphanage. But what I got was a beating. "

"From then on, I knew that no one in the world would love me. Only when I learned to protect myself, and only when I became strong, could I have the ability to protect myself. Good people are bullied. If you want to succeed, you have to step on other people's back to move on. Step on the feet of all those who stand in my way. So that day when I learned that someone was coming to adopt again. I cut her face with scissors and locked her up. I've been adopted since I've been adopted. "