President, go away!

"Whatever you want!" Huo tingxiao said coldly and slammed the door.

Leave Huo Penghua\'s roar behind——

In the crowded streets, Shen Qingqing with a pale face walked alone in the crowd. Looking at this prosperous city, she was familiar everywhere, but she was extremely cold everywhere.

After Huo tingxiao left the hospital, Shen Qingqing quickly went through the discharge formalities, because Huo tingxiao had already paid the relevant expenses, so she only needed to go through the discharge formalities.

Unconsciously, she came to Huaihai Road, and the end of this road was Shen Zhai.

That\'s her home!

But what face does she have to go back to her parents?

Five years ago, when she was in prison, her father said that she had lost the face of the Shen family and had expelled her from the Shen family.

But even if she hates it again, the people living there are always her parents.

Shen Qingqing stood and thought for a long time before she stepped forward and walked to the Shen house over there, but she didn\'t enter the door. She just hid outside the iron door and looked at the two couples sitting in the garden drinking tea.

Shen\'s father sat in front of the round table drinking tea, while Shen\'s mother sat next to him pouring water. Such a leisurely day is better.

Such a picture could not help but make Shen Qingqing cry. She was afraid that her cry would disturb her parents, so she stretched out her hand and bit her hand until she bit her hand out of blood.

"Mom and Dad, it\'s Qingqing who\'s bad. It\'s Qingqing who\'s sorry for you!"

With long-term malnutrition and confrontation with Huo tingxiao for a while, Shen Qingqing was already exhausted, so she walked out of the Shen villa. At the corner, she fell to the ground against the cold wall and began to cry.

Just then, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in her blurred vision. Shen Qingqing looked up slightly and saw the man standing in front of her. Before she could speak, he heard the man whisper, "Qingqing, long time no see!"

"Brother Hanchuan..." Shen Qingqing whispered.

At this time, in the Shen family villa.

"Ruiqin, call Youran later and let her get ready and come back quickly!" Shen Qingqing\'s father Shen Yiwei said indifferently to the woman sitting opposite.

"Why is it so sudden that you have to come back?" Xu Ruiqin took a sip of tea and frowned slightly. "You are still preparing your concert over there. No matter how fast, you won\'t be back until next month!" she looked up and saw Shen Yiwei\'s look. It\'s not very right. She asked nervously, "Yiwei, is something wrong?"

Shen Yiwei put down his tea cup and said faintly, "she\'s out of prison!"

The short four words taught Xu Ruiqin to lose his sense of propriety. Even the tea in his hand was sprinkled on the table, and his face was naturally very ugly.

……

Holding a large bunch of Gardenia in her hand, Shen Qingqing stopped in front of old man Shen\'s tombstone. There was an old but kind face on the tombstone. She quietly put the flowers in front of the tombstone, and tears flashed in her dark eyes.