Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 2 Could he be a stupid beggar?

Butler Cen returned to the living room of the villa in silence.

A family of three are sitting together on the sofa talking.

Seeing him come in, Sun Suzhen paused, looked at him and asked, "Did she take anything away?"

The implication was to ask her if she had taken anything valuable.

Butler Cen calmed down his expression and said, "She only took away the contract and nothing else."

"Humph," Sun Suzhen looked at her new manicure and was in a good mood, "I don't know what's wrong."

Giving her a chance was useless.

Shen Xianmeng sat next to her, keeping a smile on her face calmly, laughing secretly in her heart that Yu Qing had no brain, she was thinking too much.

Butler Cen was thinking about something for a long time and said, "Madam, she bought the computer and mobile phone in the room herself. I'm afraid leaving them here will make the place dirty."

These words succeeded in pleasing Sun Suzhen, and she nodded like a charity: "You will send someone to deliver it tomorrow, lest outsiders say that we even occupy the poor man's things."

"Ok."

Butler Cen went upstairs to collect his computer and mobile phone.

He vaguely heard the sarcasm downstairs, but always maintained an indifferent attitude.

He knows very well what to say and what to do to maximize the interests of the eldest lady.

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the other side.

After leaving Shen's house, Yu Qing stood at the gate of the villa area.

Blow cold air.

The guard looked at her and hesitated several times, but finally couldn't help but stepped forward.

"Miss Shen, you've been standing here for an hour, you're going to catch a cold."

He had been a doorman here for more than ten years. He could clearly see the inconveniences of the wealthy family, and he also understood that Yu Qing was kicked out.

I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it and will do something stupid.

Everyone knows about the scandal about the real and fake daughter of the Shen family.

Back then, Miss Shen was also a proud daughter of heaven. To reach this point now, it can only be said that she had a bad fate and it was fate that played a trick on people.

Yu Qing looked at the guard, with a hint of alienation in his cold eyes: "Thank you for your concern."

"But my surname is no longer Shen."

After saying that, she walked straight towards the opposite direction to the villa area.

The guard looked at the tall and slender figure and sighed silently.

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Hecheng, Xinlou Community.

The surroundings were noisy and bustling, the vendors along the road were shouting, and the taxi drove into an old neighborhood.

Yu Qing got off the car.

The white coat was open, revealing the black suspender skirt underneath. Her legs were thin and straight, and the white light shone on the girl's face, revealing a faint light.

The people around her looked curiously at the girl who suddenly appeared here and didn't look like an ordinary person.

But he looked away again. He was making money selling late-night snacks and didn't have much free time.

The most I can say is, "The girl doll is so beautiful."

At this time-

"Thirty, scan code or cash?" the driver rolled down the window and shouted loudly.

Yu Qing: "..."

She was kicked out by the Shen family, taking nothing with her, a poor thing who left the house without a clean body.

There was no such thing as spending money in the dungeon. It was too late to save her life. She had not yet adapted to the rules of survival here.

Seeing her downcast and silent, the driver frowned: "Miss, you look like a dog, don't you have money?"

I also saw the girl's fair and well-proportioned legs. She didn't even wear thick pants in winter.

It’s over. Isn’t this really a stupid beggar?
  The driver secretly cursed bad luck, suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye and said displeasedly: "Don't you have money in your pocket?"

"You are not allowed to skip the bill when you ride in my car!"

She is that kind of person!
  Yu Qing followed his line of sight and reached into his pocket. He actually took out a few red bills, took one out and handed it to the driver.

"Here you go, one hundred."

"Really, I'm still wasting my time here when I have money, I still have to pick up customers!"

The taxi driver vomited impatiently, quickly gave her change, and then drove away.

Yu Qing counted and found that there were still four hundred and seventeen in total including the change he had found.

Butler Cen is a good man!
  Yu Qing, who was about to poach Butler Cen, looked around again. Then we found a stall selling cakes.

"Boss, do you know where Yu Huilian lives?"

The boss who was finishing making the cake and preparing to put it into the boiler looked up, glanced at her, burned the cake and then said: "She has gone out, what do you want to see her for?"

"I'm her daughter," Yu Qing pulled out his pocket and said, "I came out in a hurry and didn't bring my mobile phone with me. Could you please give her a call?"

In the impression of the cake stall owner, Yu Huilian's daughter was always aloof and looked down upon them.

Usually it is too late to dislike them, and he will not take the initiative to talk to them at all.

But now, where did this daughter come from?
  Seeing that Yu Qing's attitude was quite respectful, the boss didn't take it seriously, so he washed his hands and picked up his mobile phone, flipped to the number in the address book and dialed.

It seems that the people around him have a good relationship with Yu Huilian.

Soon, the phone was hung up.

"Just wait a moment, Miss Yu will be back soon."

"OK, thanks."

"No need." The bakery stall owner couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Quite polite.

She looks even prettier than that star, but her temperament is too cold.

I never smiled.

Yu Qing sat on a chair at the bus stop and waited, sorting out her thoughts.

There is not much effective information available from the scattered and broken memories. I only know that her original name was ‘Shen Qing’.

But that was in the past, and now both she and 'Shen Xianmeng' have changed their last names.

She is still Yu Qing, named after her mother.

It seems that I have to go back to Shen's house and get my laptop and mobile phone back.

About fifteen minutes later.

An ordinary car with a Tsuruto license plate stopped on the side of the road, and a woman got out of the car.

The gold silk purple-edged cheongsam wraps up the exquisite body, the light gray fox fur shawl, the wooden hairpin to hold up the hair, the face is like a peach petal, not even a trace of wrinkles, the temperament is elegant, and the wind is shining.

Yu Huilian looked around as soon as he got off the bus, and finally his eyes were fixed on the bus stop.

The girl sitting on the chair has a similar appearance to her. She is raising her eyes, and the warm light casts a soft light on her clear and cold eyes.

She was wearing slippers, and her white legs were already black and blue from the cold.

Yu Huilian's eyes immediately turned red, and he ran past regardless of the high heels he was wearing until he got close to the girl.

She lowered her voice: "Qingqing...do you remember mom?"

They have met once.

Yu Qing did not respond, but looked at the cautious woman in front of him calmly.

The word mother was too unfamiliar to her.

Yu Qing just didn't know how to respond.

However, Yu Huilian misunderstood.

Although she didn't show it on her face, her slightly trembling eyelashes were enough to show that she was not calm inside.

She had just reached an agreement with the Shen family during the day and was going to pick up her daughter in two days. Who would have thought that she would be kicked out at this late night without even notifying her!
  Yu Huilian felt guilty.

It's her fault, she shouldn't trust others, and she doesn't know if her daughter will be unhappy.

I feel like she doesn't care about me...

Yu Huilian stretched out her hand nervously and said softly: "Qingqing and mother go home, okay?"

half an hour.

The silent girl stretched out a hand and slowly took hers: "Okay."

Although he is still cold, at least he is willing to get close to her.

Yu Huilian smiled and rolled his eyes, his eyebrows full of tenderness.

The two got into the car, and the car's air conditioner blew warm air to dissipate the cold air from their bodies.

Yu Qing found a middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat, who seemed to be her father.

Men are used to hiding their emotions.

Tang and Yan drove home, glancing in the rearview mirror from time to time but never speaking.

Tang and Yan, who are in their forties, still look young, with handsome features and calm composure.

It may be related to his profession, but he has a cold and solemn aura about him.

(End of this chapter)