As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...
Wen Shuqiao treated Cancan to a warm and comforting coconut chicken meal, and then took him into the mall. There were already many winter clothes available, and the children's stores had even more clothes than the last.
Wen Shuqiao was dazzled by the choices. Choosing clothes for Canbao was a difficult task. He was growing very fast, and the clothes she had just bought for him were already too small for him.
She put a light red down jacket on Can Can, looked her over, and said with satisfaction, "It looks really good."
Can Can cupped her face shyly, he also thought it looked good!
The shop owner said, "Many parents like this down jacket. It makes the kids look very handsome. Plus, it's a limited edition, so we're offering a 62% discount, which comes out to just over 500 yuan. It's a great deal."
Wen Shuqiao had Cancan spin around, and the shop owner continued, "We are a brand store, so don't worry."
Wen Shuqiao said, "Help me pack it up."
The shop owner smiled and said, "Would you like to buy another pair of pants? We give away baby cotton socks with purchases over 800 yuan, it's a great deal."
"No need, just the clothes." Wen Shuqiao said as she dressed Canbao in the turtle shell.
The shopkeeper regretfully took the clothes and helped them pack them up. Wen Shuqiao paid, and Can Can volunteered to carry the bags himself. He said, "Auntie, I'll buy you lots and lots of clothes in the future!"
Wen Shuqiao took her hand and said, "Okay, Auntie is looking forward to it now."
It's still early, so Wen Shuqiao plans to take Cancan to the bookstore to pick out a bedtime storybook. They've already finished reading all the storybooks at home, and the ones they ordered online won't arrive for several days, so they need to buy one as a transition.
Can Can loves stories. Although he falls asleep quickly every time his aunt tells him a story, he still wants to hear his aunt tell stories again!
There was a bookstore inside the mall, but it was on the first floor. Wen Shuqiao led Can Can downstairs, but unexpectedly, they saw a "familiar face" as soon as they reached the escalator.
Su Sisi and Qin Qing.
The two of them stood hand in hand on the escalator, and Su Sisi and Qin Qing naturally saw her as well.
Wen Shuqiao quickly looked away and was about to leave when she heard Qin Qing say, "Oh, isn't this my sister-in-law?"
Wen Shuqiao frowned. After returning from the welcome banquet, she blocked all the Su family's contact information and moved. The Su family couldn't find her anywhere.
That marriage alliance was naturally invalid.
But what did Qin Qing mean by calling her "sister-in-law"? However, Wen Shuqiao wasn't very curious. She took Can Can's hand and stepped onto the escalator, ignoring Qin Qing.
Qin Qing was naturally annoyed at being ignored. She let go of Su Sisi, who sighed and said, "What are you doing? If you anger your sister-in-law, she'll find fault with you and you won't be able to handle it."
Qin Qing snorted: "She dares? A fake like her should be grateful to have been able to get close to our Qin family. I don't know what she's so arrogant about."
Su Sisi just smiled and didn't respond to her words.
Qin Qing watched their retreating figures as they went down the stairs and said, "No, I finally caught her. I have to go down and ask her what she's being so dramatic about. Instead of taking care of my brother these past few days, she's been raising this wild child and is having such a good time."
This time, Su Sisi didn't stop Qin Qing. She watched Qin Qing quickly walk to the downward escalator and slowly followed.
Wen Shuqiao led Cancan toward the bookstore and encountered Su Sisi and Qin Qing. She treated them as strangers and didn't pay them any mind, but it was clear that the other party didn't think so.
Wen Shuqiao watched as Qin Qing menacingly blocked their way out.
This startled Can Can, who immediately shrank behind Wen Shu Qiao.
Wen Shuqiao patted his head reassuringly, then looked up at Qin Qing with a frown: "What are you doing?"
Qin Qing said, "What am I supposed to do? Su Shuqiao, what do you mean by blocking us on WeChat and phone?"
Wen Shuqiao looked at her with a hint of unreadable emotion in her eyes.
What else could it mean?
It means we'll never see each other again!
Qin Qing seemed to be stung by her gaze, and she snorted coldly: "Su Shuqiao, you should be grateful that you've managed to get into our Qin family. If it weren't for my brother liking you, do you think we would have wanted you to come in? Sister Sisi is a hundred times, a thousand times better than you!"
"Qingqing, don't say that." Su Sisi caught up at this moment. She advised Qin Qing, then looked at Wen Shuqiao and said apologetically, "Sorry to bother you."
When Qin Qing saw Su Sisi looking like this, she felt sorry for her and said, "Sisi, why are you apologizing to her? She's the one who's occupied more than twenty years of your life!"
Su Sisi grabbed Qin Qing's wrist: "Alright, Qingqing, didn't we come here to eat? Let's go upstairs."
Qin Qing wouldn't listen. She looked at Wen Shuqiao and said, "I'm going to ask her today why she has such a thick skin!"
Wen Shuqiao was speechless.
She was never speechless while reading novels.
Seeing her silence, Qin Qing became even more imposing: "What are you looking at me for? Are you feeling guilty? You've been stealing someone else's life of luxury for over twenty years, and you don't feel any remorse at all!"
Wen Shuqiao calmly said, "First of all, does she mean I'm an adult just because she's a baby? What business is it of mine if we switch identities? She's already accepted me back, hasn't she? Secondly, I was just walking along the roadside, so I can't expect every dog that barks at me to bark back, can I? Finally, if you're not smart enough, can you just take some brain tonic? Is this the kind of upbringing the Qin family has?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Qing exploded: "You're calling me a dog?"
"Why did you imagine yourself as a dog?" Wen Shuqiao's tone remained largely unchanged throughout: "It was just a fitting metaphor, but I didn't expect you to be so deeply involved."
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