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Chapter 392: No matter how cheap my life is, it is my own

It started raining again in the sky, falling on the ground and on the wide banana leaves.

When it was late at night, Ye Jiaqi sat by the bed with his knees in his arms.

Close your eyes, it was quiet everywhere, with only the endless sound of rain, as if coming from the distant sky.

Paddy, ethereal, peaceful.

There were no windows in the room, and Ye Jiaqi didn't know how heavy the rain was outside.

This is the third day she was locked up here.

I got words from the servants intermittently—

Fang Ya has not left the capital yet. Fang Cheng is in the hospital during the day and sometimes on duty at night. Qin Shien is old and in poor health, so he is in the hospital most of the time...

In addition, during this period, Ye Jiaqi really made Qin Shien very angry. The old man jumped up and down in the hospital and hung up for several days.

The doctor even issued a critical illness notice.

Ye Jiaqi found it funny.

They caught her and wanted to take her life. Why don't they let her say a few words?

Anyway, she took the opportunity and angered Qin Shien to death.

It’s best to be so angry, it’s better to be in a mess!

However, Fang Cheng was far more difficult to deal with than she thought. He would not show any sign of dew if he didn't get in.

But she learned intermittently from the servant that Fang Cheng was just the adopted son of the Fang family.

Then he was also worried about his sister!

The rain was still falling outside, and the whole house was particularly quiet.

No noise can be heard.

The clock on the table pointed to "10", it was already ten o'clock in the night.

It's late at night and the air is extremely suppressed.

Ye Jiaqi seemed to be able to feel the coldness that penetrated through the crack in the door.

She held her knees and looked dazed.

She wants to survive, she really wants to.

If she can't survive, she doesn't want to save Fang Ya, why should she save her?

Of course, if Qiao Sinian spoke to her personally, she would save her... After all, she owed him a life and owed him twelve years of kindness.

But as long as Qiao Sinian doesn't speak, she will not be willing to save her!

No matter how cheap your life is, it is your own.

She should not be a victim, nor should she be a pawn.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiaqi started to cry, and tears fell down.

"It's all bastards..." Ye Jiaqi sobbed and choked.

Why is there no one in this world who loves her?

When he was a child, his father didn't love her, his stepmother beat her, and Zuo Qianqian didn't like her either.

The only mother who loved her had passed away long ago.

Ye Jiaqi thought about it and said that God treated her very well... She met everything.

Later, I finally had my own bones and blood in my stomach, and the closest little life...

But, the only sustenance was all disillusioned three years ago.

She has nothing...

Thinking of this, tears fell even harder, like raindrops that could not be stopped.

Chu He said that she lacks love and everyone believed it.

Yes, she lacks love and is inferior.

Anyone who treats her better will take it as real, and she can't tell whether it is false or not.

The crying mixed with the sound of rain floated in the air.

I don’t know how long she had cried, but she was tired of crying.

Between my fingers, I was pinching a white pill, which was stained with a little sweat.

This is nothing else, sleeping pills.

That day, she poured out half a bottle in the female doctor's medicine box.

She had eaten this thing.

During the time when I lost my child, I was sleepless all night, and I was relying on these small pills to survive.

But no one knows these things, and she doesn't want to tell anyone.
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