Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

As for Qin Shu, as Chu Yunxi said, he will just be a street mouse from now on.

But now the Internet only knows that Qin Shu is the fake Mrs. Chu, and they don't know that she is the real Mrs. Chu.

Maybe she should let the wind out and let more people know herself.

Thinking about it, Wang Yilin found a number from the address book and dialed it.

"Hey, I have a material here and I want you to help fry it."

in the hotel room.

In the double room, Qin Shu slept on a bed, and the bed next to her was her grandmother's urn.

Because Zhong Zhiyuan and his wife didn't dare to take this back, they said it would make the family unlucky, so they left it to her to take it with them.

Qin Shu has nothing to fear, this is her dear grandma.

She sat by the window and cleaned up her phone's contacts.

In just two days, many numbers called her to confirm the authenticity of impersonating Mrs. Chu, and to find out more information.

Most of them were those who took the initiative to join her in the celebrity circle when she was with Chu Linchen on social occasions.

Now I'm watching her play.

After receiving two of these calls, Qin Shu didn't bother to answer them, and blocked them directly.

There are also those who really care about her, such as Uncle Lin who I met at the banquet before, her teachers Xu Wenshu and Chang Lao.

They were more concerned about her current situation than curious about her identity.

This made Qin Shu feel warm in his heart.

She also only kept this part of the number, and deleted all the others, especially those of the Chu family.

But there is one exception - Chu Zhou.

Qin Shu didn't know whether to delete him or not.

Ever since she saw him having a secret conversation with Han Moyang last time, she was certain that he was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, such an unfathomable person, she should stay away.

But she is going to participate in Professor Smith's project next, and it was Chu Zhou who set the line.

Qin Shu left his number after struggling for a while.

At least Chu Zhou knew her identity a long time ago, and he never showed any malice in front of her.

After Qin Shu cleaned up the address book, he was just about to put away the phone when he called.

Looking at the caller ID: Wen Li.

She picked it up calmly, "Little Pear."

"Sister Shu, I passed the design plan for the first time today, and I want to treat you to dinner, you" the girl said cautiously, trying her best to speak in a normal tone.

Qin Shu pursed her lips, looked at the bed next to her, "I'm afraid I can't do it today, I'm with grandma, after sending grandma back to the countryside tomorrow, you can treat me to dinner again."

"I heard that Grandma Qin..." Wen Li hesitated to speak, changed the subject, and said, "I just happen to be going home tomorrow, let's go back together."

"Your parents asked you to go back?" Qin Shu was a little surprised.

Wen Li shook her head, "No, my master said it. She said that now that I'm working and earning money, I should live with more confidence, and I can't hide from my parents all my life."

"Okay, let's go back together tomorrow."

"En." Wen Li responded, and before hanging up the phone, she said: "By the way, Brother Yifei said, no matter what the outside world thinks of you, he will always be your friend."

The corners of Qin Shu's lips curved slightly, "Understood, thank him for me."

"And, me too, you will always be my Miss Shu." Wen Li said in a soft voice.

Qin Shu smiled, made an appointment with Wen Li for tomorrow's time and place, and hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, depart for your hometown.

As soon as Qin Shu tidied up, Zhong Zhiyuan called.

"Qin Shu, our car leaves first, you bring your grandma back early, don't waste time."

"it is good."

She was about to take a taxi to meet Wen Li at the station when a big Benz stopped in front of her.

When the car window was lowered, Wen Li waved to her: "Miss Xiaoshu."

Qin Shu got into the car, looked at the driver in the driver's seat, "Zhang Yifei, what are you doing?"

"Wen Li said that your hometown is in Tongyuan Village, which is quite remote. It takes five or six hours to drive and one day to drive. Let me be your driver today!"

Zhang Yifei turned his head and smiled at Qin Shu. When his eyes swept over the urn in her arms, he restrained his smile slightly, showing a trace of respect.

Qin Shu didn't twitch with him, and said, "Then I'll drive when you're halfway through, or you'll be very tired."

"Sister Xiaoshu, take care of Grandma Qin, I'll just replace Brother Yifei." Wen Li said.

Qin Shu glanced at her unexpectedly, "Have you verified it?"

"Yeah, I took the exam secretly last year without telling my parents." Wen Li stuck out her tongue.

Wen Li is cute and well-behaved, while Zhang Yifei is lively and talkative.

With the two of them accompanying them along the way, the atmosphere was harmonious, and Qin Shu didn't feel lonely at all.

Tongyuan Village is a small fringe village at the junction of Haicheng and other cities, surrounded by overlapping mountains and rivers.

The village is not big, and there are only a few dozen families in total, scattered scattered from the beginning to the end of the village.

Grandma Qin Shu's old house is located at the foot of a mountain at the end of the village.

The car drove all the way into the village. Although the country people may not recognize which series of Mercedes-Benz it is, it is enough to recognize it as a Mercedes-Benz.

Daben is a car that only "rich people" can afford.

So as soon as they entered the village, there were quite a few onlookers.

"Wen Li, go back and say hello to your family first, and I will take grandma home first."

Qin Shu got out of the car holding the urn and said.

After finishing speaking, he gave Zhang Yifei another look, "You can give Wen Li a gift, her home is still some distance away."

Zhang Yifei nodded.

He knew what kind of people Wen Li's parents were, so he understood what Qin Shu meant, asking him to follow her to see if her parents got into trouble, he could protect her.

Qin Shu bid farewell to the two of them, and walked towards home with grandma.

Everything in the village was the same as it used to be. When he came to the foot of the mountain and saw the familiar and warm old house, Qin Shu's eyes lit up and he sighed softly: "Grandma, we are going home."

The simple solid wood door makes a creaking sound when pushed open.

Qin Shu stepped over the 20-centimeter-high threshold and walked in.

When she was a child, what she liked most was sitting on this threshold to eat, so she was always verbally reprimanded by her grandma, saying that she was not good at eating.

Walking into the yard, the bluestone floor tiles have been covered with moss, and the skylight pours down from the patio, illuminating the things in the house.

Everything is full of memories.

Qin Shu sighed softly, walked into the main room, wiped the dust on the table, and put grandma down.

As soon as it was done, I heard voices coming from outside.

"My mother is gone now. You can just buy this house with confidence. The location is so good. It's surrounded by mountains and rivers. It's just right to demolish and build a big villa! But the price is still the same as the previous one, okay?"

Hearing it was Zhong Zhiyuan's voice, Qin Shu's expression darkened, and he immediately walked out of the main room.

She saw Zhong Zhiyuan standing next to a fat man with a flattering expression, followed by several escorts, none of whom seemed to be from the village.

"What day is it today? Did you come back to bury grandma or sell the house?" Qin Shu asked coldly.