The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

(plus more..)

"Baby, don't worry, mom will definitely take good care of you and buy you a lot of toys so that you can receive a good education." Wan'er worked hard and walked slowly with the scraps she picked up, sweat dripping from her forehead , but Wan'er didn't bother to wipe it off, and just continued to walk forward.

There was a scrap yard in front of it. Seeing the conspicuous sign, Wan'er smiled.

"Slow down, you slow down..." Wan'er smiled, and suddenly someone came from behind.

Wan'er looked over, and it was two of the three middle-aged women she saw at the beginning.

Looking at them, Wan'er frowned. "What do you want to do?"

One of the blond hair curled his lips. "Son, don't worry, we are here to help you. Now we are all on our own, we will not bully you, and we also understand that at such an old age, we still do those ruffian things, the influence is too bad alright."

"Isn't that right, child, if you have anything to do in the future, just say so, and we will do our best to help." Another tall woman said in agreement.

"Thank you, thank you. Baby, can you feel it?" Wan'er bowed her head in thanks, smiled slightly and reached out to stroke her belly.

"Stupid child, you're only this old, what do you know?" The woman with yellow hair came over to help Wan'er lift up the waste product.

Wan'er smirked and helped to carry it forward.

"What a poor child, I picked up so much... Alas, how about this, I will introduce you to a job tomorrow, so don't do it." The tall woman said after a pause.

Hearing this, Wan'er nodded quickly. "Okay, okay. Thank you so much, thank you, thank you..."

"Don't thank you, it's all about Qian's face..." the woman with yellow hair said with a serious face.

Hearing this, the tall woman immediately said a little angrily. "you--"

"What's the matter of money, what's going on here?" Wan'er asked suspiciously to the two people who were still dull after selling the scraps.

The yellow-haired woman bowed her head in silence.

"Why don't you say it now, you just have a long mouth... Oh, well, we won't hide it from you. It was your grandma who asked us to see you, and she left. In fact, it stands to reason that she is really a hard-working old man Ah." The tall woman said meaningfully. "Back then, she came here because she was overwhelmed by the loss of her granddaughter. Since then, she has lost contact with her family. These are all her decisions. She doesn't believe that her granddaughter is dead, and she must wait for her to come back."

The blond-haired woman frowned, choked up and continued to add. "Maybe it's because you gave her hope that she sold the house to help you."

"Sell the house, help me? But—" Wan'er was a little confused.

"Yes. The house you live in was bought for you by your grandmother. Before she left, she asked us to take care of you, so she gave us some money. Well, the money is for you now." The tall woman interjected.

Listening to the yellow-haired woman also took out some money and handed it to Wan'er. "You are pregnant by yourself, and there will be many places to spend money in the future. Take it, take it all."

Wan'er looked at them in surprise.

"Grandma—where did grandma go?"

They looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Wan'er choked with sobs and ran away quickly.

She came to the place where she lived before, but someone else had already lived there.

"Grandma—where have you been, grandma—my grandma." Wan'er cried hysterically.

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