The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"Well, the young master of the rich family is different, tsk tsk, he looks very handsome, but—" Aunt Liu just returned to the room with the bucket in her hand, and the bucket in her hand seemed to weigh several thousand catties Yes, but she couldn't put it down quickly. After she put it down, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was really frightened.Those pitch-black eyes looked around, then hurriedly turned to look at Wan'er and said.

"But what is it? Aunt Liu, wouldn't you—"

"Bah, bah, you little girl, you're not serious, what are you talking about. How could I fall in love with that master? Alas, I'm just expressing emotion." Wan'er laughed and wanted to talk, But Aunt Liu interrupted suddenly.

Looking at it, Wan'er was even more happy from ear to ear.

Aunt Liu didn't say anything more, she just rolled her eyes at Wan'er.

"Hey, Aunt Liu, have you seen what the young master looks like?" Wan'er suddenly seemed interested and asked.

Hearing this, Aunt Liu looked at Wan'er suspiciously.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth. "You girl, let me tell you, you must not be tempted by that person, or you will be very sad. We are all from poor families and cannot afford to be hurt."

Looking up, seeing Aunt Liu's serious expression, Wan'er covered her mouth and laughed silly again.

Facing Wan'er, Aunt Liu really has nothing to do.

Wan'er also knows this, but she likes it like this, and thinks it's very good and happy.

"Cough—Wan'er, accompany me to go shopping for vegetables today. I have to buy a lot of vegetables. I don't know what the young master likes to eat. Alas, we can only buy more, and we will eat the rest by ourselves." Early in the morning, Aunt Liu was lying in front of Wan'er and talking.

Wan'er paused, and hurriedly washed her hands. "This is really difficult to serve. I really want to see what this master looks like when I have a chance."

"No." Aunt Liu reprimanded Wan'er by patting Wan'er's shoulder as if pampering her own daughter.

Looking at it, Wan'er smiled pretending not to care.

vegetable market.

Vegetable sellers and vegetable buyers are very lively.

Wan'er followed Aunt Liu and walked forward. She often came to the place in front of her. Wan'er stretched her neck and looked over. There were many people picking up rotten vegetable leaves.

Looking at the figures of those people, Wan'er's thin lips parted slightly, and liquid slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"I really don't know how Aunt Wang is doing now? I have to go and see her when I get a chance."

Wan'er choked with sobs, and tried hard to pour tears into her stomach. For some reason, she suddenly began to miss Aunt Wang.

I really hope that Aunt Wang will be fine and not be beaten by her son anymore, or looked down upon.

Aunt Liu really bought a lot of vegetables that day, and she was very happy to see Wan'er.

I used to watch others buy it, but now I can buy it myself, which is great.

"Excuse me, have you seen this person? Excuse me—" It was a man holding a piece of paper in his hand, on which was a portrait of a person.

As soon as Wan'er left with Aunt Liu, the man caught up, and it looked like he had been looking for it for a long time.

"How is it? Mo Feng." The man straightened up a little disappointed, reached out and wiped his hands, took out the phone from his pocket, and there was an urgent question from there.

"I didn't find it, young master. Is there something wrong with your feeling? How could that woman be alive? We—" Mo Feng explained helplessly.

Long Tianyu rolled his dark eyes, stood up slowly and said. "Impossible. Well, you come back first, don't look for it anymore."

"Yes, young master." Mo Feng closed the phone and let out a slightly relaxed breath.

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