The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

Wan'er raised her head slowly, feeling weak all over, and her legs were numb.

The stomach no longer felt pain, Wan'er stretched out her hand to stroke it, there were tears in her tired eyes, the corners of her eyes were red, she was not energetic at all.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, it was a warm feeling, Wan'er felt like being caressed by someone.

That was grandma's feeling, Wan'er closed her eyes and tried hard to remember.

Grandma's smile seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of Wan'er's lips.

"bang bang"

Wan'er frowned. "Grandma—" hurriedly ran to open the door.

The moment she opened the door, Wan'er was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head slightly.

Her body is very weak, she only feels better when she holds the door, and feels dizzy when she releases it.

It was a man and a woman who knocked on the door.

Seeing them, Wan'er choked up, her face became ugly. "Is it you?"

"Well, Wan'er, don't blame me, it's not that I'm unfeeling, but that this house really belongs to someone else. Your grandma was cheated, look—" The man looked at Wan'er in a daze, and the woman suddenly said .

Wan'er slightly raised her head to look at the woman.

"Auntie, don't worry, I won't hang on, don't worry—I'll take my things and leave here—"

The woman laughed happily upon hearing this. "Oh, what are you talking about, in fact, I am—"

"I know, I know everything, Auntie. Don't worry, this afternoon, I'll move out this afternoon, okay?" Wan'er bit her lip, resisting the pain in her body, trying to keep her mind clear.

The woman smiled awkwardly.

"That's good, that's good. Then we'll leave first, I'm sorry for disturbing your rest..." The man suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the woman, nodded and they left.

Looking at their backs, Wan'er choked up with sobs.

The teardrops at the corners of her eyes scratched her cheeks, and Wan'er felt so painful.

Is she really going to leave here?

But if she leaves here, where should she go?Where else can I go?

Wan'er squatted on the ground slowly, it was really difficult for her body to support her body.

The floor was very cold, but Wan'er could no longer feel the cold.

she sobbed.

In the past, the baby was her hope and sustenance.

But now.

Wan'er raised her eyes, the food in the room was no longer edible.

Wan'er buried her head between her legs, her thin lips twitched slightly.

"Grandma, I miss you, grandma—" Wan'er sobbed and got up, slowly packed up a few clothes in the room, and left there.

Looking back at her house, Wan'er's tears suddenly fell down.

She kept walking forward, passing the place where she used to pick up trash, looking at those people who were the same as her before, Wan'er didn't feel any impulse at all.

They were all running around in a hurry, but she didn't have a trace of life.

"Go away, you stinky beggar. You have arms and legs, why do you want to beg for food—" It was a woman who scolded a severely disabled person in a harsh voice.

The man seemed to have arms and legs, but he was walking on a wooden cart.

"Here, these are for you, go eat." Wan'er couldn't bear it, walked up to the man, grabbed his hand and handed him her money.

Seeing this, several people came to watch, and the woman was so embarrassed that she didn't know where she went.

In the face of his constant thanks, Wan'er was relatively speechless, turned around and left.

She didn't know what to say, she just hoped that he could have a better life and not be like her.

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