Sister, look at him!

Chapter 275 The zombie sister of the protagonist in the apocalypse 3

Luo Huan just turned 19 this year and has known He Qingwan for seven years. Luo Huan, who dropped out of junior high school, has studied manicure, baking, worked as a waiter, and a clothing shopping guide.

Eventually, Luo Huan opened his own clothing store. The clothes in the store were all extremely expensive, but his business was booming.

A skirt that costs thirty is sold for three thousand. After the man pays, one thousand is hers and two thousand is the woman's.

This is how Luo Huan makes money, so He Qingwan said that Luo Huan is not a good person.

Luo Huan put the lunch box on the table and opened it. "I guessed that you had already eaten, so I cut some fruit for you."

He Qingwan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly, "The food that my aunt brought was really delicious, I couldn't help myself... hehe."

Luo Huan didn't mean to blame her, he just urged her, "Eat quickly, your brother just called me and asked if you were with me. Why didn't you go home? I'll take you home after you finish eating."

He Qingwan's eating speed slowed down visibly. She looked at Song Jinhua reluctantly, taking a bite and looking at him, as if she would never see him again.

Song Jinhua's heart melted into a pool of water. She took out a business card and handed it to He Qingwan, "This is my aunt's personal number. If you have any questions, just call me."

He Qingwan accepted the business card and tried to open his eyes like a pitiful and innocent puppy dog. "Can I call my aunt if I have nothing to do? It's just... I miss my aunt..."

Song Jinhua quickly replied, "Of course you can, you can call whenever you want, and your aunt will answer the call."

Seeing He Qingwan stop eating, she took out a tissue and wiped He Qingwan's mouth lovingly, "Auntie will take you and Huanhuan home."

He Qingwan shook his head sensibly, "No, eating aunt's meal is already very troublesome to aunt."

Song Jinhua looked at Luo Huan who was sitting across from the dining table. "No trouble, Huanhuan, where do you and Guaiguai live? I'll take you back."

Luo Huan didn't want to miss any opportunity to make friends with the powerful and influential. Besides, the taxi fare from the hospital to home was thirty or forty yuan, and having a rich woman to go with him was like killing two birds with one stone.

Luo Huan lives in an apartment building in the city center, while He Qingwan lives in an old neighborhood in the old city, on the sixth floor of a walk-up building.

Standing at the stairs, He Qingwan felt like the sky was falling.

With such a weak body, she would probably be sent back to the hospital before she even reached the sixth floor.

I took a deep breath and was about to climb up when a person walked out from the dark stairs.

She was tall and thin, wearing thin clothes, and had shoulder-length hair that was half tied up in a small braid at the back of her head.

It was not until the person walked in front of him that He Qingwan could see the person's appearance clearly.

Cold white skin, peach blossom eyes, high nose bridge.

Delicate yet not feminine.

"Sister." He called He Qingwan.

It turns out he is the original owner’s brother.

Because the original owner's father was repeatedly in debt, the original owner's grandfather was afraid that it would affect the children, so he asked the original owner's parents to get a divorce certificate and perform a fake divorce. At that time, the original owner and the original owner's brother also took their mother's surname.

Crane white spring, crane spread.

He Qingwan silently read the names of his mother and brother in his mind.

Then, a smile spread across her face, “Brother, are you coming to pick me up?”

"Yeah." He Yan didn't ask about the luxury car that brought He Qingwan back. He just thought that Luo Huan got it from somewhere.

He Yan turned around and squatted in front of He Qingwan, "Come, brother will carry you."

After looking through the original owner's memories and confirming that this was their daily routine, He Qingwan climbed onto He Yan's back with peace of mind.

"Brother, what kind of work are you doing recently?"

He Qingwan was sorting out the plot in her mind. Although she planned to take the path of self-interest and self-preservation, she also wanted to help her family as much as possible.

Thinking of the jobs he was doing recently, He Yan coughed twice uncomfortably, "Delivering takeout." He said vaguely.

He didn't want to deceive his sister, so he only mentioned one of the jobs.

I won’t mention the rest, like fighting underground boxing, selling blood, collecting debts, etc.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the aroma of food came through the crack of the door. He Yan sniffed and said, "Mom fried eggs for you."

He Qingwan slowly got off He Yan's back, opened the half-open door and walked in.

A plate of golden scrambled eggs had just been placed on the transparent glass coffee table.

There were still purple bruises on He Baichun's face, and her scarred hands were wrapped in gauze soaked in iodine. Her rose-red skirt hung on her somewhat thin body, and the autumn wind blew in through the half-open window, blowing her skirt up.

He Qingwan looked at He Baichun. She didn't say anything, but just walked back to the room in silence.

Affected by the original owner's emotions, she now couldn't control her resentment towards He Baichun, resentful that she didn't stand up when she was being abused.

But objectively speaking, He Baichun was beaten so badly that he couldn't stand up at that time. Of course, it is also possible that He Baichun was afraid of being beaten and pretended to be unable to get up.

He Yan followed He Qingwan's steps back to the room.

He and He Qingwan lived together in a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. In the small bedroom, there were two small beds, one of which was covered with an airtight curtain.

He Qingwan crawled into the bed curtains without saying a word.

He Yan sat on the other small bed, "Why are you ignoring your mother?"

He Qingwan still didn't speak.

"Mom is not like my brother. Mom is not strong." He Yan's voice was emotionless. "Wanwan, Mom has tried her best to keep you alive."

He Qingwan opened the bed curtain and stared at He Yan with his dark eyes without highlights, "Then why don't you let me die?"

He Yan stood up suddenly and stared at He Qingwan closely, as if trying to figure out something from him.

"Or..." He Qingwan uttered cold words from her red lips, "Why don't you give this money-shredding machine of mine to someone more capable."

She glared back at He Yan fearlessly, "Since you can't save me, why don't you send me away? I'm tired of being abused every day. He Yan, if you really feel that I've let my mother down, just send me away."

If she went to the Fu family, she could stop Fu Chengzhou from meeting He Yan. She could also rely on the power of the Fu family to stop Yu Hanxiao from getting involved in He Yan, and she could also interfere with Jiang Jianjun and He Yan's first meeting.

Once these three most powerful men are dealt with, there will be no need to worry about other men.

"Brother will never give up on you." He Yan stroked He Qingwan's face and spoke each word with emphasis, "Absolutely not."

A strange feeling spread from the bottom of his heart, and He Qingwan's alarm bells rang.

No, she has a brother, so she easily noticed that there was something wrong with He Yan's feelings for her. This feeling definitely went beyond family affection.

He Qingwan slapped his hand and said angrily, "Get out!"

Is this the unethical and immoral banned article?

He Qing learned his lesson late.

After watching He Yan walk out, He Qingwan wiped his face in disgust until his fair face became red and swollen.

No wonder so many fast travelers can’t stand it. They are desperate enough, and their family members are perverts.