Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Zhong Zhiyuan stared at Qin Shu with his eyes wide open.

"You, why did you come back?"

He deliberately drove without taking Qin Shu, even if she was sure that she would take the bus, it would be at least afternoon when she came back.

And at this time, he had already negotiated with the buyer who was going to buy this house last time, and he wanted to see the house for a face-to-face transaction.

So his idea was that when Qin Shu came back, he would have sold the house long ago, so it would have nothing to do with Qin Shu.

At this time, Zhong Zhiyuan was really taken aback when he first saw Qin Shu, who was impossible and should not be here.

However, looking at the big boss who was about to buy a house beside him, Zhong Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and calmed down.

"My mother's burial will not delay my selling the house, anyway, people are not buried at home." He said, he snorted softly, "Qin Shu, I only let you take care of my mother. Come back to give her funeral, but you are just an outsider, you have no right to ask about my house."

"Grandma's ashes are still in the main room, and you brought so many outsiders in to look at the house. You don't feel at ease even if you let her go?"

Qin Shu looked at Zhong Zhiyuan disappointed, and asked, "You want to sell this house, but have you figured out whose house it is? Are you qualified to sell it?"

"This is my mother's house. She is gone. I am his only son. Of course this house is mine." As he said, Zhong Zhiyuan waved the real estate certificate in his hand deliberately.

He came early, and got the real estate certificate from the cabinet first.

"is it?"

Qin Shu snorted coldly, and took out a piece of paper from his bag.

"I have a will left by my grandmother during her lifetime. She made it clear that this house will be inherited by me after her death."

As she said that, she looked at the middle-aged man who bought the house, and said, "Sir, I think you should know the law from the way you dress, right? If you really bought this house from him today, As long as I have this will in my hand, your transaction will be invalid, and even if you give money, it’s still a bamboo basket. "

The middle-aged man turned to look at Qin Shu seriously, "Miss Qin Shu? We can buy this house from you. Since today is the old lady's funeral, we can do the deal next time." .”

"Not for sale." Qin Shu said two words simply and directly.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, "This is difficult, we are determined to get this house."

Hearing this, Qin Shu had a bad feeling in his heart. The other party seemed to be not a good person.

Just when she thought they would do something, the middle-aged man said: "Boss Zhong, it seems that the ownership of this house is not clear yet. I will inform you after I ask the boss for instructions."

After speaking, he left with people.

Zhong Zhiyuan wanted to call him back, but he had no choice but to watch him leave.

Zhou Siqin walked in with Zhong Yuang, smiling all over his face, "Old Zhong, it's settled so quickly? How much is the deal?"

"Whatever is done, she messed it up!" Zhong Zhiyuan said angrily, pointing to the document in Qin Shu's hand, and said angrily: "My mother really made a will for this girl! This house belongs to her!"

"What?!" Zhou Siqin's face changed drastically upon hearing this, and then he fixed his gaze on the will in Qin Shu's hand.

"Qin Shu, you are just a wild child picked up by the old woman from outside. What qualifications do you have to inherit our old Zhong's house? You are so kind!" She sarcastically said.

"Sorry." Qin Shu said expressionlessly, "Grandma gave it to me, and I accept it."

She hadn't thought of using this will at first, but after grandma was buried, it was understandable to tear up the will and let Zhong Zhiyuan inherit the house, after all, he was the only son of grandma.

Zhong Zhiyuan and Zhou Siqin were so shameless that they couldn't wait to sell the house on the day of grandma's burial.

Grandma was right, they didn't deserve it.

So Qin Shu changed his mind and decided to keep the will.

She would never let Zhong Zhiyuan sell the house to others, tear it down and build a villa.

Zhou Siqin and Zhong Zhiyuan looked at each other, almost bursting with anger.

The two exchanged glances, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Qin Shu, you said it was your grandma's will, show it to me, isn't it a lie?" Zhou Siqin challenged.

Qin Shu saw that her complexion was not good, with a calculating look on her face.

She knew Zhou Siqin too well.

"What? You don't want to destroy the will, do you?" Qin Shu immediately became vigilant.

Zhong Zhiyuan showed a hint of cruelty, "That's right, without this will, the house is mine."

After speaking, he rushed towards Qin Shu.

Zhou Siqin also stepped forward to help, and shouted: "Son, help snatch the will from her hand!"

The couple quickly rushed to Qin Shu, ready to start a fight.

"Try to touch her!"

There was a warning sound at the door, and Zhong Yuang's voice calling for help, "Dad, Mom"

Zhong Zhiyuan and Zhou Siqin turned their heads at the same time, only to see a tall young man walking in, twisting the hand of their precious son Zhong Yuang.

Zhong Yuang's face wrinkled in pain.

"Who are you?" Zhong Zhiyuan stared at the young man's strange face.

"I'm her friend, what do you want to do?" Zhang Yifei said, exerting more force on his hands.

"Ah!" Zhong Yuang's cry became even more miserable.

Zhou Siqin felt distressed first, and ran over and said, "Don't, don't, let my son go, we didn't do anything, we didn't do anything."

Zhang Yifei looked at Zhong Zhiyuan who was standing beside Qin Shu again, he clearly saw him stretching out his hand just now.

Zhong Zhiyuan cursed bad luck in his heart, glared at Qin Shu, and said, "You filial granddaughter, please bury your grandma here!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out without looking back.

Zhang Yifei let go of Zhong Yuang, Zhou Siqin quickly pulled him and followed him out.

The three of them left, leaving all the burial to Qin Shu.

"They just want to come back and sell this house, not to bury grandma at all." Qin Shu said indifferently.

Looking at the disappointment in her eyes, Zhang Yifei felt an inexplicable touch in his heart, but a nonchalant smile appeared on his face, and said, "It's okay, and I'm still here. I'll help you bury grandma together."

Qin Shu put the matter of Zhong Zhiyuan and the others behind him, and smiled at Zhang Yifei, "Thank you."

"My friend, why are you being polite?"

After a while, Wen Li also came over.

The three of them buried Grandma Qin Shu together, burned incense separately, and knelt down to worship.

The sun is setting.

The golden setting sun dyed half of the clouds red, and three figures stood in front of the stele, watching the incense sticks curling up into the sky.

"It's almost time, we should go back, otherwise it will be too late." Zhang Yifei said.

Qin Shu nodded, and returned with them along the way they came.

Thinking of what grandma had said, Qin Shu went back to the old house first, and found a box under the bed in the bedroom.

It contains the token of her life experience.