The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

(Tears running~ Please collect it..)

When Wan'er looked at the house she lived in now again, Wan'er felt a burst of heartache.

Where did grandma go alone now, and why did she do this?

She sobbed and squatted on the ground, she felt that she was so cruel, why did she leave that house, why did she want to break grandma's heart. .

"Baby, would you blame mom? It's mom who is not good, and it's all mom's fault. If it weren't for mom and grandma, they wouldn't have left..." Wan'er sobbed softly, she felt that everything was her fault, if she hadn't decided to leave , Grandma won't leave at all.

"Bang bang bang..." In the evening, Wan'er dragged her tired body and just made some food when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Wan'er was very curious, who could it be?

Could it be that grandma is back?

Wan'er hurried to open the door.

"Wan'er..." It wasn't grandma, but the middle-aged woman with yellow hair, who smiled awkwardly when she saw Wan'er.

Wan'er smiled in catering.

Behind her was a man, Wan'er had never seen that man before.

"Auntie, you—" Wan'er asked them suspiciously after inviting them into the room.

The blond-haired woman paused and said. "It's like this. I'm here today to tell you one thing - I hope you are mentally prepared..."

Wan'er frowned, clenched her fingers tightly, and stared blankly at the blond-haired woman with her jet-black eyes.

"Did something happen to grandma? Auntie, is it true, where is grandma now? Tell me..." Wan'er hurriedly asked.

But the blond-haired woman was just dull, and hesitated for a long time. "It's not about your grandma, she's fine, don't worry."

Wan'er was curious, if it wasn't grandma's business, what could it be?

"Ahem——" the man next to him coughed.

Wan'er glanced, her thin lips moved, she was about to ask who he was, when the blond-haired woman spoke. "What I want to say is this house. Your grandma misunderstood the person. The person she entrusted was a liar. She also rented this house, and then sold it to your grandma with forged procedures. Look, this is your grandma. Give it to me, a fake real estate certificate. This is the landlord here, he can prove it..."

Wan'er looked at the man in surprise.

The man exhaled, as if depressed. "Yes, this is indeed a scam, and I am sorry for that. As for this house, you will live in it for the time being, and I am not in a hurry to accept it. Besides, you have paid the rent..."

"I'm sorry, Wan'er, I—"

"Auntie, don't say anything. I understand what to do. Don't worry, I won't let you go..." Wan'er paused slightly, and reached out to stroke her stomach.

Watching, the woman with yellow hair winked at the man beside her, and the two left.

***

Walk out of the room, in a quiet alley.

"Ahem—" The man raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"What's the cough? Isn't this solved?" The yellow-haired woman said a little dissatisfied.

"Well, the solution is solved, but can that woman move out so easily?"

"Heh - what are you afraid of, the real estate certificate is in our hands, what are you afraid of?"

"It's not my daughter-in-law, I'm worried that our plan will fail." The man stepped forward and said.

……