President's Substitute Wife

I looked at the two stacks of money and shook my head, "aunt fan, you are really good. Are you preparing props anytime and anywhere, waiting to pit me?"

Aunt fan's face turned green.

When I didn't respond, Qin Zhaomin stepped over and slapped me in the face with a "slap"!

All of a sudden, my eyes were full of flowers and my ears were buzzing.

I heard Qin Zhaomin scold me angrily, "we gave birth to you, raised you for three years, you steal our money, still call us that?"

"Jiaqi!" Qin Jiameng falsely came to help me and said to Qin Zhaomin, "Dad, Jiaqi has a criminal record now. It's hard to find a job. No company wants her. She must be forced to do so."

I sneer and push Qin Jiameng away, "don't pretend, OK?"

"Jiaqi."

"Look, if you help her talk, she doesn't even remember a good thing. It's such a heartless thing!"

Fan Yu pulls Qin Jiameng to her side.

"It's you..."

"Enough!"

When Qin Zhaomin raised his hand to hit me again, Qin Ci, who was sitting next to him, finally spoke.

She waved to me and said in a kind voice, "come on, Xiao Qi, sit here with me."

"Mom, you can't be cheated by her again!"

When Qin Zhaomin saw that they had worked hard for such a long time, Qin Ci's attitude towards me didn't change at all, and the green veins in his forehead burst out.

I listened to Qin Ci and sat on the sofa beside her.

She touched my face and asked with concern, "does it hurt?"

I nodded and then asked her, "grandma, do you believe me?"

In this family, Qin CI is my only relative.

"You're my granddaughter. I don't believe you."

She said, holding my hand in hers and patting it.

Everything is like before, as if those things have not happened before.

Fan Yu looked at it and said, "Mom, you've forgotten how she's been harming dreams again and again. These are solid evidences!"

"Mom, forget it."

Qin Jiameng pulls Fan Yu, but her eyes turn red.

Her acting is really growing.

"Well, I haven't seen Xiaoqi for a long time. I want to have a good chat with her. You all go back."

On the spot, Qin CI gave the order of expulsion.

Fan Yu and Qin Zhaomin are all silly, especially Fan Yu, who stares at me with a pair of eyes, hoping to swallow me alive.

Later they mumbled a few words, Qin CI still let aunt Qiu send them away.

After I left, Qin CI pulled me and said, "Xiaoqi, they kept the whole thing a secret so well that I knew you were wronged about your imprisonment."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

I believe that Qin CI really loves me.

I took Qin Ci's arm, put my head on her shoulder, and shook my head. "It's all over, grandma. I'll try my best to start a new life, but..." I pause, "I was wronged."

I have to say that.

"I know, I know, if I had known about it earlier, I would not have sent you to prison! It's all because grandma doesn't care much about things outside now, and she doesn't know much about the news."

Qin Cl patted me on the shoulder.

I could hear the remorse in her voice.

Later, we talked a lot. She asked about my work. I told her about my recent work in Lu Qiaoyu company.

We talked until evening.

Qin CI left me for dinner. During the meal, she asked me, "if you don't go back, do you need to tell Lao Ji's grandson?"

"This..." Her words, let me tangle for a while, or chose to lie, "no, he's on a business trip these days."

Qin CI looked at me and didn't say it at that time.

But when the meal was finished, she said to me, "in fact, I know everything about Laoji's grandson and Xiaomeng. Although Xiaomeng is a little smart, things won't be so watertight. It's all his grandson's good deeds, right?"

"Grandma, no..."

I don't want Qin Ci to worry about my marriage.

But unexpectedly, after she knew that I had an accident, she went back to find out all these things.

After these two things were finished, Qin Cl shook his head, "Lao Ji, that old fool doesn't believe you, but you are my granddaughter, I know you, I believe you!"

She took out a file bag and a key from the cabinet, and put the key in my hand first. "After the last thing, I didn't keep your share bonus in my hand. I thought you had gone to study abroad. I don't know when you will come back. In order to keep the money from devaluing, I bought a suite this year. You go to live, don't live in Laoji's grandson's house."

"Grandma, no, i..."

"Here, you are my granddaughter. Our Qin family is not as good as the Ji family, but it's not time to see other people's faces!"Knowing that I wanted to refuse, Qin CI put the key into my hand.

After that, he took out a card from his bag and said it was the rest of the dividend money.

I refused again and again, but Qin CI gave me the card.

I stayed until 10 pm that day.

When I was about to leave, Qin CI asked the servant to take out a box from the warehouse and give it to me.

I opened it and saw that it was actually my computer in college.

There are also some photo albums.

She said that when Qin Zhaomin was throwing things, she asked the servants of Qin family to keep an eye on them. She thought they might be useful for me, so she left them for me.

I am very grateful to Qin CI. At the same time,

knew that Qin Zhaomin's servant had her Eyeliner this time.

I left with the box.

Back home, try to open the computer, but found that the notebook seems to have broken down.

In desperation, I can only put down the computer.

At the weekend, I received a call from Qin Cl urging me to move.

I didn't have many things, so I cleaned up the clothes I used to wear, as well as the computer and tablet before. I opened the room book and looked at the address above. My chin almost fell off.

Yancheng one.

If you ask Yancheng district is the best, which district is the most expensive?

That's Yancheng No.1.

This community is surrounded by water on three sides, and the property is first-class.

If it wasn't for my name on the room book, I really thought Qin CI had taken it wrong.

When I took a taxi to the gate of the residential area, the security guard looked at me and drove people impolitely, "go, go, our residential area is forbidden to sell."

"I'm the owner. I just moved here today."

I hastened to explain.

"Owners? Which building, which number?" In this kind of high-grade community, even the security guards look at people with nostrils.

He looked at my expression, as if he had determined that I was a salesman, and his face was full of pride waiting for me to be exposed.

When I was ready to put down my luggage to show him the house book, a gentle voice came from behind, "I prove that she is the owner."

I turned my head and looked at the man standing behind me. I was a little familiar

I soon remembered that although I was very reluctant, I still called out, "Ji Uncle