Chapter 522: stain

How can a big living person be gone if he doesn't?
Mu Zening contacted Qiao Jingjia's landlord and learned from the landlord that someone had given him a sum of money to rent the house to someone else.
In short, Qiao Jingjia is not allowed to live in peace.
Mu Zening gave the landlord some more money, and the landlord said that the other party's surname paid.
Mu Zening felt quite relieved immediately.
Since Madam Fu was dealing with Qiao Jingjia, she would not put Qiao Jingjia to death.
Mu Zening almost thought that Qiao Jingjia was silenced.
He was full of confidence, thinking that as long as Qiao Jingjia was still alive, he would be able to find out the truth.
...
At this time, Qiao Jingjia was just driven out of the hotel.
Her luggage was cleared from the room by the waiter and piled up in the corridor. The cleaning staff urged her to clean up quickly, otherwise she would be thrown away as garbage.
Qiao Jingjia didn't fight or make trouble, packing her luggage with a dull expression.
At the beginning, she would be noisy, even asking the lobby manager to complain to the waiter, but it was useless.
When a hotel does not want to provide services to a guest, it can always find various reasons. After Qiao Jingjia changed several hotels, how could she still not understand that someone was fixing her!
Fu Chujun wants her to be unable to gain a foothold in Qingjiang City!
But how can she leave? Once you leave, all these years of operation and effort will be wasted!
There may be life if you stay, but leaving is really insulated from fame and fortune.
She dragged the suitcase and walked out of the hotel door, looking blankly at the sky outside.
Do you have to sleep on the street without a place to live?
Qiao Jingjia checked the balance of the bank account, and Mu Zening gave her 200,000 yuan last time.
Compared with three million, 200,000 is like a beggar, and it is also confirmed from the side that Mu Zening no longer has the same mood for her.
When a man doesn't even have the last pity, don't try to get half a favor from him.
Qiao Jingjia was discouraged.
With the remaining money, if you go to a small town, you can live well, but you can't do anything in a big city like Qingjiang.
Moreover, even if she wanted to do anything, Fu Chujun would not let her succeed.
Is she really the only way to leave Qingjiang?
When depressed, a red car drove up and steadily stopped in front of her, showing a woman's face behind the window.
The woman looks thirty or forty years old, wearing sunglasses, and red lips.
She waved to Qiao Jingjia: "Get in the car."
With boredom in her eyes, Qiao Jingjia dragged her luggage and walked two steps to the other side, standing by the roadside waiting for a taxi.
The woman in sunglasses smiled, poked her head out of the car window, and shouted at her: "Don't worry, I won't ask you to borrow money this time. It's hard to get a taxi at this time."
Qiao Jingjia hesitated for a while, turned back, put the luggage in the rear compartment, and then sat in the passenger seat.
"Where are you going?" the woman asked her.
Qiao Jingjia was confused.
Yeah, where are you going? She has nowhere to go...
"You can tell me if you have any difficulties." The woman started the car and drove with the steering wheel. "...After all, we are mother and daughter."
Qiao Jingjia smiled sarcastically, "I don't dare to recognize someone like you as a mother, Xiao Wanwan."
"It's a pity, the facts are in front of you, you can't do it without admitting it." Xiao Wanwan was not angry, and drove the car to the side of the road.
Qiao Jingjia's heart was even more frustrated.
She didn't want to recognize Xiao Wanwan.
When Xiao Wanwan was young, she was very charming, dealing with high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen one after another, acting as a lover or bed partner, not much better than a prostitute.
Qiao Jingjia felt that Xiao Wanwan was lowly, and even her breathing seemed dirty when she was with her.
Qiao Jingjia's bright and lofty future does not need such a stain as Xiao Wanwan.