Qian has the desire to recover it, but does not have the ability.

The people around her were doing their own things, and no one paid any attention to her.

No one even came to help her.

"Hey, this is not the ex-wife who was abandoned by the master. How did she end up like this?"

There was a contemptuous laugh first, and when Qian raised his head, he saw Feng Zhenzhen in front of him.

It was Ying'er, the maid holding an umbrella beside her, who was speaking.

Feng Zhenzhen was arrogant and stayed in the shadow under the umbrella to avoid the poisonous sun above her head. She never looked at Qian from the beginning to the end.

When Ying'er saw Qian's misery, she laughed and left.

But Qian gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, blocking the road.

"You guys stop here."

The road was blocked, Feng Zhenzhen reluctantly stopped and her eyes passed over Qian's face.

Nowadays, Qian's head has been stripped of expensive jewelry, and all he wears is cloth.

She seemed to have aged five or six years overnight. She no longer had the aura of a noble lady, and was no different from the ordinary rough lady who could be seen everywhere.

Feng Zhenzhen: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly."

"Are you satisfied now?" Mr. Qian sneered, "Do you think you can become the mistress of this family by driving me away? Just dream, for someone like you who can't stand on the stage, he can't possibly set you right."

Feng Zhenzhen was not ashamed at all. Faced with Qian's acrimony, Feng Zhenzhen said indifferently,

"I told the truth,

It's a pity that Liu Lang believes me but not you."

The more Qian saw Feng Zhenzhen's indifference, the more she felt that the other party was proud of herself, and he sneered fiercely,

"Be careful, my today is your tomorrow."

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Zhenzhen's lips, which made people feel colder than when she didn't smile.

She met Qian's gaze and said,

"What happens today, so will tomorrow!"

"..."

"You were wrong because you looked at the wrong person.

It's because he doesn't believe you, but you want to blame me for everything.

Why, can you sit back and relax without me?

Liu Lang's heart is changeable, and you didn't know that until today."

Feng Zhenzhen glanced over and saw clearly into people's hearts.

"Why, is it because you and I are obsessed with Liu Lang and can't forget him?"

Qian: "..."

Feng Zhenzhen continued to smile,

"If that's the case, why bother saying more?

Naturally, everyone has to rely on their own abilities to get what they want.

I have indeed seen your downfall today,

My tomorrow is not destined to be with you."

After saying that, Feng Zhenzhen didn’t want to be entangled with Qian anymore, so she left first.

Liu Wanrou appeared at this moment and called, "Mother..."

Qian saw Liu Wanrou, but ignored her and walked toward the inn with a gray face.

When Feng Zhenzhen left, she caught a glimpse of Liu Wanrou and said nothing.

Liu Wanrou slightly bent her knees,

"I will resolve her matter as soon as possible."

Feng Zhenzhen passed by her and left a voice,

"This is your business, you don't need to talk to me."

After Feng Zhenzhen left, Yun Lan brought the baggage and asked Liu Wanrou what she meant.

"Miss, look at this..."

Liu Wanrou glanced at Qian's baggage, then looked up and saw a beggar on the street corner begging for food.

Some of them are very young.

Dismissed with casual orders,

"Take it and give it to them."

It would be nice to see Qian become more and more desperate and be forced to rely on her.

She doesn't need these things anyway.

No need to keep it.

Just when Liu Wanrou was about to go to the inn to meet Qian, she heard the words of the person next to her,

"Have you heard that the second young master of the Qi family is engaged?"

For a moment, Liu Wanrou could no longer walk, and her footsteps seemed to be nailed to the ground.

The sun was shining brightly above her head, but the blood all over her body seemed to be slowly condensing, making her feel chilled to the bone.

The people next to me are still talking,

"Engagement? When did this happen? Why have I never heard of it?"

"I heard that the marriage was arranged by the Queen Mother. I will get married later. I will settle the marriage with Princess Rongan first."

"How do you know this?"

"I have a relative who works at Qi's house. I heard about it by chance. It happened in the past two days."

The words of passers-by fell on my ears without warning.

Liu Wanrou's hands fell in front of her and she clenched them, her heart clenched as well.

There was no color in his face.

"Why, you don't know yet?"

After hearing this, Liu Wanrou went to look and saw that Feng Zhenzhen had appeared beside her at some point, but he was picking up gadgets from a stall in the market and did not look over.

Although Feng Zhenzhen did not look at her, she spoke to her.

"The so-called Princess Rongan is just the daughter of a merchant Qi Huanyu met in Yangzhou.

When her parents were alive, they were among the richest families in Yangzhou.

Because of his meritorious service in helping Qi Huanyu, he was named the Lord of Rongan County.

After Qi Huanyu returned to Beijing, she also arrived in the capital,

I heard that her rank was raised again in the past two days and she was made Princess Rongan.

Now, she has opened a wonton shop in the capital, and the business is pretty good."

After saying that, her eyes drifted from Liu Wanrou's pale face,

"Qi Huanyu often goes to that store.

You've been there too."

Liu Wanrou was horrified and suddenly looked at Feng Zhenzhen.

Feng Zhenzhen ignored her and left again with the maid beside her.

Liu Wanrou stood there for a long time.

Finally, I went to the shop Feng Zhenzhen mentioned.

Standing far away near Forsythia's shop.

She looked at the people coming and going inside,

It is a very common place in the market that is full of fireworks.

How could a merchant's daughter match him, and how could she compare with her.

But...but such a person actually got engaged to him.

When you close your eyes, everyone's faces appear in front of you little by little.

Maybe...from the beginning, they all looked down on her.
To be continued...