President, go away!

That 200000 is not enough to cure Shen shengxia!

In the children\'s ward.

"Mom, is Xia Xia ill?" Shen shengxia looked at Shen Qingqing and asked waxy.

Shen Qingqing looked at the child\'s naive smile and smiled, "it\'s all right. Xia Xia will get better. In two days, you can leave the hospital!"

"Really?" Shen shengxia looked at Shen Qingqing with bright eyes.

"Hmm!" Shen Qingqing held Shen shengxia in her arms, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.

The child in her arms is the only thing she can have, the only thing she has left. She can\'t let her have anything, absolutely not!

The next day, Shen Qingqing found Cao Suyun, who lived downstairs and sold wine at the imperial night show, and asked her to introduce herself to the imperial night show to sing!

This is the biggest and most luxurious night show in Yuncheng. You are drunk and spend a lot of money.

Shen Qingqing sings here three times a night, and her income is excellent. She also has more time to accompany Xia Xia. More importantly, everyone here, including the boss, doesn\'t ask about the past.

Here she has a new name: Rumo.

Like a stranger, like a stranger, meet like a stranger, and say goodbye to the past!

"Sister Rumo, the boss told you to add another one today!" Cao Suyun hurried in and said. She didn\'t expect Shen Qingqing\'s singing to be so popular!

"Not today. It\'s late now. I\'m going back to take care of my daughter. She\'s still waiting for me!" Shen Qingqing said while removing her makeup, but Cao Suyun blocked her hand.

"Rumo, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Think about it. You rely on this to support your daughter!"

When Shen Qingqing heard this, her face suddenly turned pale. She didn\'t say anything at all. Now Shen Qingqing is no longer the eldest miss of the Shen family. She has long been scattered into mud. Now she is alive just for midsummer.

"Well, OK, I see!"

Finally, Shen Qingqing had no choice but to sing our remembrance on the stage!

While Shen Qingqing was singing on the stage, sitting in the corner below, there was a man looking at her all the time. His eyes were full of sarcastic laughter. I didn\'t expect to meet Shen Qingqing on this business trip.

What\'s more, Shen Qingqing, who was as proud as a peacock, will fall into the dust as the successor of Shen, the former first lady in Tongcheng.

I don\'t know what kind of reaction will be when tingxiao knows it?

Thinking about it, the man smiled, took out his mobile phone, took a picture of Shen Qingqing singing in the middle of the night, sent it to Huo tingxiao via wechat, and attached a sentence: the once noble and pure lily has rotted in the mud. I wonder if Huo Shao is happy?

Huo tingxiao, who is far away in Tongcheng, is sitting in the study of the villa to process documents. The phone suddenly vibrates. He frowns slightly and looks at the name on wechat. It is Xiao Yichen.

He opened wechat and saw the picture of Xiao Yichen\'s hair, as well as the following sentence. The once noble and pure lily is now rotten in the mud. I wonder if Huo Shao is happy?

Huo tingxiao looks at Shen Qingqing in the picture. His eyes suddenly become fierce and cold. His fingerbones pinch the mobile phone in his hand and turn white slightly——