The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

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the next day.

As usual, Wan'er sold the scraps she picked up and came to the vegetable market.

She first picked up a lot of rotten vegetable leaves.

Although today is not as much as yesterday, it is enough for Wan'er to feed for a day.

Wan'er's hand was in pain, and the base of her little finger seemed to be bleeding.

Wan'er's thin body was trembling, she took out some paper and wiped it, then looked around.

"Auntie..." Wan'er suddenly smiled.

Auntie really came as promised, Wan'er smiled happily.

"Son, you must have been waiting for a long time. Let's go, let's go..." The aunt smiled and reached out to stroke Wan'er's shoulder.

Wan'er just smiled and didn't answer.

Soon, the aunt brought Wan'er to a luxurious hotel.

Wan'er looked up and saw that the neon lights were very beautiful.

Wan'er looked at it and smiled slightly.

"If you don't dislike it, follow me to make some sundries in the back kitchen from now on, 800 yuan a month." The aunt took Wan'er into the room, and a woman walked up to her, looking at Wan'er expressionlessly. At this time, I saw my aunt went forward and didn't know what to say.The woman frowned slightly.

"I'll do it..." Wan'er nodded her head hard.

The man still looked at Wan'er expressionlessly. "Fill out the form in a while, and then you will follow her. You can do whatever she does, and you can't be lazy..."

"Hmm." Wan'er lowered her head and kept nodding.

The man glanced in satisfaction and walked forward.

Wan'er glanced at her aunt, then followed her.

After filling out the form, Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, thank you, thank you very much. Thank you for helping me find this job, Auntie, I—"

"Silly boy, you're welcome to call me Aunt Wang from now on."

"Yeah, Aunt Wang." Wan'er smiled and shouted excitedly.

Aunt Wang smiled at Wan'er. "It's just your stomach? Doesn't the child's father care? Let you be a woman outside—"

"Aunt Wang, the child has no father. I—"

"Poor child, don't say anything, don't say anything. Come with me..." Aunt Wang sobbed suddenly, grabbed Wan'er's hand and walked forward.

Wan'er followed and walked over.

"Seeing you reminds me of me when I was young. Alas, this may be fate. Come on, put this dress on. If there are any leftovers in the future, I will save them for you. No matter what It’s more nutritious than what you make yourself.” Aunt Wang said while helping Wan’er get dressed.

Hearing this, Wan'er burst into tears instantly. "Aunt Wang." Wan'er hugged Aunt Wang and sobbed. "thank you.."

Aunt Wang didn't speak, but just patted Wan'er on the back.

Started to work, Wan'er followed Aunt Wang to wash the vegetables.

The water in the kitchen is not cold, but Wan'er still feels that her hands are so painful.

"You, come here. Take this to the front..." It was a man who stood behind Wan'er at some point and pointed at Wan'er.

Wan'er turned her head and glanced, then stood up abruptly.

"Me? But—"

"But what? Do you still want to do it? Go to table 108." The man said coldly.

Wan'er lowered her head, walked over and walked out with a plate of food.

It was very quiet outside, not many people, and relaxing music was playing.

Wan'er likes that tune.

Wan'er kept her head down and walked slowly towards table 108.

"Come on, Linfeng, cheers..." a woman whispered, her voice was nice and gentle.

Wan'er's mind buzzed, and she froze.

Facing the wind?

……