After eating lunch, Jiang Qiao Er sat on the bed in a daze while hugging her knees.

I wonder how my foster mother is doing …

Jiang Qiao Er looked around to make sure that there was no one around before carefully closing the door and opening the video on her phone.

"How's my foster mother?" Jiang Qiao Er asked anxiously.

"She's still alive." Lin Shu Xin laughed unhappily. But I didn't expect that you would also be alive. "

Jiang Qiao Er knew that Lin Shu Xin did not tell her mother's illness out of good intentions. She only wanted to laugh at him. Sometimes, Jiang Qiao Er felt that this kind of person was really pitiful. Only indifference and darkness remained in her world.

"I have already replaced you and married into the Gong Jia. I hope that you can keep your promise to me." When Jiang Qiao Er wasn't paying attention, he forgot to put his chin on his knees. He was in so much pain that he grimaced.

Lin Shu Xin followed Jiang Qiao Er's gaze and saw her knee through the screen. Her cold face suddenly turned sinister, and her ear-piercing laughter transmitted straight into Jiang Qiao Er's ears: "Luckily the one who married that demon was you, not me!"

Her laughter was extremely sharp and ear-piercing, causing Jiang Qiao Er to furrow his brows without leaving a trace, and in an instant, he was staring at the Lin Shu Xin outside the screen.

Lin Shu Xin was baffled by her stare and slowly stopped laughing. Then, she raised an eyebrow and said charmingly: "Song Wen Shu and I have been living a blissful life, we plan to get married early next month."

Jiang Qiao Er continued to stare emotionlessly at Lin Shu Xin.

"Sister's weddings are all attended by one person, you have to get the hymen to make up an even bigger wedding for you!" Lin Shu Xin felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by her, so she thought of ways to poke at her sore spot.

"I will." Jiang Qiao Er sneered in his heart, this kind of person was truly pitiful!

Song Wen Shu will be able to climb onto your bed through me in one day, and will be able to crawl onto someone else's bed through you one day!

"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." Jiang Qiao Er stood up and prepared to close the video. Lin Shu Xin who was on the other side of the screen suddenly stared at Jiang Qiao Er's clothes with her eyes wide open:

He had been searching for the work of a top French designer for half a month, but she was wearing it!

Jiang Qiao Er saw that Lin Shu Xin did not say a word, and thought that she had tacitly agreed.

Lin Shu Xin was still in the midst of her shock and had yet to regain her senses. Deep jealousy made her expression even more sinister, and Song Wen Shu, who was carrying a cup of water in his hands, had an undetectable look of disgust slip past his eyes.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Song Wen Shu put down the cup of water and hugged Lin Shu Xin from behind, one hand gently rubbing her body.

"Scram!" Lin Shu Xin pushed him away. Other than that little bit of kung fu on the bed, what other skills do you have! "

Being pushed by her, not only did Song Wen Shu not let go, he rubbed even more forcefully. The breathing that covered her ears became urgent and seductive: "Other than the bed, there's also a table, the floor, a bathroom … "I'll give you all the places you want …"