Chapter 2 Could it be a stupid beggar?
Butler Cen returned to the villa's living room in silence.
A family of three is sitting together on the sofa and 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 any valuables with her.
Butler Cen restrained his expression and said, "She only took the contract and nothing else."
"Hmph," Sun Suzhen looked at her new manicure in a good mood, "I don't know what's good for me."
It's no use giving her a chance.
Chen Xianmeng sat beside her, keeping a smile on her face, secretly laughing at Yu Qing for being stupid and thinking too much of her.
Housekeeper Cen was thinking about something for a while, and said, "Madam, the computer and mobile phone in the room were bought by her herself. I'm afraid they will dirty the place if they are left here."
These words successfully pleased Sun Suzhen, who nodded as if offering alms: "Send someone to deliver it tomorrow, so that outsiders won't say that we are taking away the things of the poor."
"OK."
Butler Cen went upstairs to collect the computer and mobile phone.
I vaguely heard the mocking words from downstairs, but I always remained indifferent.
He knew exactly what to say and what to do to maximize the interests of the eldest lady.
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The other side.
After leaving the Shen family, Yu Qing stood at the gate of the villa area.
Blowing cold wind.
The security guard looked at her several times and seemed to want to say something, but finally he couldn't help but stepped forward.
"Miss Shen, you've been standing for an hour. You'll catch a cold."
He had been a security guard here for more than ten years. He had seen clearly the dirty deeds of the wealthy families and understood that Yu Qing had been kicked out.
I'm afraid she'll do something stupid.
The controversy over the true and false daughter of the Shen family is known to everyone.
Miss Shen was once a favored girl of heaven, but she has fallen to this point now. It can only be said that fate is unfortunate and destiny plays tricks on her.
Yu Qing looked at the guard, his cold eyes revealing a hint of alienation: "Thank you for your concern."
"But my last name is no longer Shen."
After saying that, she walked straight in the opposite direction of 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, with vendors shouting along the road, and the taxi drove into an old residential area.
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 with a faint glow.
The people around looked at the girl who suddenly appeared here with curiosity, and she didn't look like an ordinary person.
But he looked away again. Everyone was making money selling late-night snacks and didn't have much free time.
At most, I would sigh, "The girl is so pretty."
At this time——
"Thirty, scan code or cash?" the driver rolled down the window and shouted.
Yu Qing: “…”
She was kicked out of the Shen family and left with nothing, a poor thing.
There is no such thing as spending money in the copy. She is not yet accustomed to the rules of survival here and she is too busy trying to save her life.
Seeing her with her face downcast and silent, the driver frowned: "Miss, you look like a decent person, are you short of money?"
I saw the girl's fair and well-proportioned legs again. She wasn't even wearing thick pants in the middle of winter.
It’s over, could this really be a stupid beggar?
The driver cursed his bad luck inwardly, then suddenly glanced at him and said unhappily, "Don't you have money in your pocket?"
"You are not allowed to run away when you take my car!"
That's the kind of person she is!
Yu Qing followed his gaze and reached into his pocket, and actually took out a few large red banknotes. He took out one and handed it to the driver.
"Here you go, one hundred."
"Really? You have money but you're still wasting time here. I still have to go pick up guests!"
The taxi driver complained impatiently, quickly gave her change, and drove away.
Yu Qing counted it and found that there were still four hundred and seven in total including the change.
Butler Cen is a good man!
Yu Qing, who was about to poach Butler Cen, looked around again.
Then we found a small stall selling cakes.
"Boss, do you know where Yu Huilian lives?"
The boss, who had just finished making the pancakes and was about to put them into the boiler, looked up at her, put the pancakes on the stove, and then said, "She's out. What do you want to talk to her about?"
"I'm her daughter," Yu Qing said, reaching into his pocket and gestured, "I left in a hurry and forgot my phone. Could you please give her a call?"
The pancake stall owner had the impression that Yu Huilian's daughter always acted superior and looked down on them.
Normally, I don't even have time to dislike them, and I will never take the initiative to talk to them.
But now, where did this daughter come from?
Seeing that Yu Qing's attitude was respectful, the boss didn't take it seriously. He washed his hands, took out his mobile phone, found the number in the address book and dialed it.
It seems that the people around have a good relationship with Yu Huilian.
Soon, the call was hung up.
"Please wait a moment, Miss Yu will be back soon."
"OK, thanks."
"No need." The bakery owner couldn't help but take a few more glances.
He is a polite one.
She looks better than that star, but her temperament is too cold.
I never laughed.
Yu Qing sat on a chair at the bus stop and waited, sorting out his thoughts.
There wasn't much useful information available from her fragmented memories. We only knew that her original name was 'Shen Qing'.
But that was in the past. Now both she and 'Chen Xianmeng' have changed their surnames.
Her name is still Yu Qing, with her mother's surname.
It seems I have to go back to Shen's house and get my laptop and cell phone back.
About fifteen minutes later.
An ordinary car with a Tsurudo license plate stopped on the side of the road and a woman got out of the car.
Her slender figure was wrapped in a cheongsam with gold thread and purple edges, and she wore a light grey fox fur shawl over her shoulders. Her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and her face was like a peach petal, without even a trace of wrinkles. She had an elegant temperament and was as bright and clear as the moon.
As soon as Yu Huilian got off the bus, she looked around and finally her eyes were fixed on the bus stop.
The girl sitting on the chair looked 70% similar to her. She was looking up, and the warm light cast a little softening on her clear and indifferent eyes.
She was wearing slippers, and her tender white legs were already black and blue from the cold.
Yu Huilian's eyes immediately turned red, and she trotted over without caring about the high heels she was wearing until she was close to the girl.
She lowered her voice: "Qingqing... do you still remember your mother?"
They had met once.
Yu Qing did not respond, but just looked calmly at the cautious woman in front of him.
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 uneasy inside.
She had just reached an agreement with the Shen family during the day and would go to pick up her daughter in two days, but who would have thought that they would kick her out in the middle of the night without even notifying her!
Yu Huilian felt extremely guilty.
It was her fault. She shouldn't have trusted others so easily. She didn't know if her daughter would be unhappy.
I feel like she doesn't care about herself...
Yu Huilian nervously stretched out her hand and said softly, "Qingqing, go home with Mommy, okay?"
After a while.
The silent girl stretched out a hand and slowly took hers: "Okay."
Although still cold, at least he was willing to get close to her.
Yu Huilian smiled with her eyes curved, her eyebrows and eyes full of tenderness.
The two got in the car, and the air conditioner blew warm air to dispel the cold air on their bodies.
Yu Qing discovered that there was 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 at the rearview mirror from time to time, but never speaking.
Tang Heyan, who is in his forties, still looks young, with clear eyes and a calm demeanor.
Maybe it has something to do with his profession, he has a cold and solemn aura.
(End of this chapter)
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