Qin Lijuan never thought that she would get married in her life.
She never thought that she would be marrying for the sister who had robbed her of everything since childhood.
Su Wanqing ran away, leaving a mess behind. Su Jianguo called and told her to fill in the hole. Qin Lijuan stood in the kitchen of the rental house. The instant noodles had just been cooked and she didn't even have time to take a bite.
Rich family? Boss?
What does it have to do with her.
But Su Jianguo said that if she didn't marry, her mother's nursing home expenses would be cut off.
Qin Lijuan gritted her teeth and got married.
On her wedding night, she thought she would see a legendary old man in a wheelchair and disfigured. As a result, she opened the door and saw a young man in a black shirt sitting on the sofa. He had dark features and cold eyebrows. He stared at her for a long time and finally said, "Is this what you're wearing to get married?"
Qin Lijuan thought to herself, how come this person's lines were exactly the same as those in those bloody dramas her mother watched.
Then she showed her cards - I am not Su Wanqing, I am a substitute.
Wang Xiang said: "I know."
