amaotonovel Chapter 340 Plan failed
Chapter 340 Plan failed
Liu Duan continued to look at the photos carefully, each of which seemed to carry the footprints of Xiao Laba's growth and witness the child's progress. Especially the last one, which had scenery, objects and people, and was very clear and the proportions were very appropriate.
Wait, wait, Liu Duan suddenly frowned, thinking that the person in the photo looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. His expression suddenly became serious, and his heart was full of doubts. Liu Duan enlarged the picture and stared at the screen, wanting to see clearly who was in the photo. His eyes were focused and eager, not missing any details, and the curiosity in his heart was like a ignited flame, burning more and more.
As the photo gradually enlarged, the portrait gradually became clearer and clearer. Liu Duan's eyes widened, and the image reflected in his pupils made him gasp. His expression froze instantly, as if time had stopped at this moment.
"So, Qin Yi is with Ruan Qingshu! Where is Qin Yi?" Liu Duan stared at the photo, frowning, his eyes full of confusion and worry. He looked at the direction where Ruan Qingshu's sneaky hand was taking the photo, and his fingers couldn't help but slide in that direction nervously -
In the summer pavilion, surrounded by green trees, Qin Yi and a Taoist priest were sitting in the pavilion chatting. Qin Yi had a confused look on her face, her eyes were wandering, and she was fiddling with the corner of her clothes unconsciously. The Taoist priest had a mysterious look on his face, and kept saying something...
Qin Yi and Ruan Qingshu each drove a luxury car back to their own home. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the road, giving the two luxury cars a layer of golden light. Qin Yi's car sped on the road, and her expression looked a little tired and worried.
Qin Yi returned home, and the house was filled with a faint floral scent. The last rays of the setting sun shone through the window and onto the living room floor. Liu Duan hadn't come back yet, and the whole house seemed exceptionally quiet.
Qinyi turned on the TV out of boredom, and the noisy sound from the TV echoed in the empty room. She picked up the pistachios and ate them one by one. She felt too tired, and her eyes gradually became blurred. The pictures on the TV kept changing, but her mind was not on them at all.
After a while, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the pistachios in her hand slipped off unconsciously. As she watched, she fell asleep on the sofa. Her breathing gradually became steady, and there was still a trace of sadness on her face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was still thinking about the things that troubled her in her dream. The light in the living room sprinkled softly on her, enveloping her in a layer of tranquility.
Ruan Qingshu's carefully planned things today not only failed, but also almost exposed her conspiracy in front of Qin Yi. She returned to the luxurious villa in the suburbs angrily, and as soon as she entered the living room, she exploded like a beast out of control.
Her originally fair face was now red, like a ripe tomato, and her facial features were distorted in a hideous way. Her beautiful eyes were now wide open, and her eyeballs seemed to be about to jump out of their sockets, spewing out angry flames.
Her mouth was wide open, and she was breathing heavily, and every breath seemed to spew out the anger in her heart. She was madly throwing tantrums in the living room, waving her hands wildly, as if she was fighting an invisible enemy.
She grabbed the pillows tightly and threw them to the ground with all her strength. One by one, the pillows flew randomly in the air and then hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound, just like her shattered plan.
Her hair was messy and flew wildly with her violent movements, and a few strands of hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks.
Veins bulged on her forehead, winding like earthworms, as if they would burst at any moment. She roared and stomped her feet continuously, making the floor hum with a "dong dong" sound, and she fell into a state of near madness.
"I'm so angry! My cousin's bastard boss is now ignoring me! And Qin Yi, I wanted to get a photo of her being unfaithful after marriage to show Liu Duan, but I failed again!"
She shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice was sharp and piercing, as if to break the silence of the room. She spent so much effort on what she wanted, but she didn't succeed in anything.
How could she not be angry? But she never reflected on her own failures, but put all the responsibility on others. At this moment, her cell phone rang at an inopportune time.
Without even looking at him, she picked up the phone and yelled viciously: "Get out! Can't you see I'm busy?" Then she hung up the phone with such force that it seemed as if she wanted to smash the phone to pieces.
She threw her cell phone casually on the sofa, and then fell on the sofa like a piece of wood without support.
Then, like a deflated oversized balloon, she tried hard to hold back a long sound that sounded both plaintive and frantic, "Hmph—" She felt as if the whole world was against her, as if everyone and everything had teamed up to bully her.
Seeing her like this, her mother felt very distressed. She quickly brought a cup of almond milk, carefully handed it to her, and said softly, "Shushu, drink some almond milk to calm down."
But Ruan Qingshu didn't appreciate it at all. She slapped him, and the almond milk instantly spilled all over the floor. "Don't bother me, don't bother me. Just do your own thing! Go away!"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, which made people shudder. The mother was stunned by her slap, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.
But she still quickly took the broom and mopped the floor silently, while saying earnestly: "Shushu, if you have anything to say, it's better to speak up, don't keep it in your stomach! Maybe mom can help you."
Ruan Qingshu was so annoyed that he suddenly sat up from the sofa and yelled at his mother: "What help? Who gave me this crappy name! Qingshu Qingshu, you lose no matter what you do? Why not call it win? Let me win at least one game! Change your name! I don't want to lose, I want to win! I'll change my name tomorrow!!"
Her hair was disheveled, like a madman, and she had lost her usual elegance and reserve. Her father shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "This child is really too willful."
The mother continued to clean up the mess on the ground with tears in her eyes, and kept muttering: "Shushu, don't do this, don't do this..."
The entire living room was filled with an atmosphere of tension and chaos. Ruan Qingshu's anger was still burning, and there seemed to be no sign of it being extinguished.