After all, she spent the night outside. The wind was strong and the temperature was low in the second half of the night, making her freezing to death.
Fortunately, all her clothes were thrown out. She wore a lot of clothes and wrapped her legs in clothes to survive the cold night.
Feng Ruo glared at Feng Qing’s retreating back hatefully.
She squatted down again in the corner of the doorway, picked up a piece of clothing and covered her legs, looking at the Feng family mansion and crying.
Just thinking about what happened last night made her miserable.
Did Mr. Qiao know about her and Zheng Hua?
He must have known.
At this moment, Feng Ruo realized that she really had no chance with Qiao Han.
In the past, she was still the successor of the Feng family, and she was always greeted when she came out. She was a well-known young generation in Jiangcheng, but Qiao Han never looked at her, let alone talked to her.
It’s just that she loves him blindly.
In fact, she also knew that she had no chance.
No matter it is before, now or in the future.
Qiao Han’s eyes were higher than his head. He had never liked anyone. Oh, he liked men.
Now he and Zhan Haoyu can be said to be a perfect match.
When there is Zhan Haoyu, you can often see Qiao Han. As long as Qiao Han appears, there will always be Zhan Haoyu.
Losing to a man makes many young and beautiful young ladies unhappy, but there is nothing they can do about it.
“Why is this happening?”
Feng Ruo murmured to himself.
Last night, she was still the second young lady of the Feng family.
Today, she is already an abandoned child of the Feng family.
The mother doesn’t want her anymore.
She also had no face to face her parents.
Let her go back to find her biological parents? My father is still in prison, my mother…
When Feng Ruo thinks about the misery of her original family, she doesn’t want to go back.