Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Qin Shu watched Song Jinrong get in the car and leave without knowing why.

What does the old lady mean?

"Mommy, where are we going to play?" Weiwei tugged at her hand and asked expectantly.

Qin Shu had no choice but to look away and looked at his son, and his thoughts returned at this moment.

She smiled slightly, "Well, it depends on where your little uncle plans to take us."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Chu Zhou.

Wei Wei also followed her gaze, looked at Chu Zhou with big eyes blinking, and called obediently, "Little uncle."

The sound of "little uncle" made Chu Zhou show the loving eyes of his elders in a rare way.

"I've made all the arrangements, let's get in the car. For the first stop, let's go to the ancient imperial city of the imperial capital." While speaking, he opened the car door.

"Okay!" Wei Wei jumped up happily and was about to jump on the car.

Qin Shu quickly gave him a hand, and told him helplessly, "Slow down."

Then he got into the car with Wei Wei.

Chu Zhou also got into the car and told the driver to set off.

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The Xin family mansion.

The retro building exudes a solemn atmosphere, and the courtyard is dotted with a few lush green pines and ancient cypresses. It is simple and plain, but it does not have a sense of pride.

Song Jinrong got out of the car, stood outside the gate of the Xin family mansion and looked into the courtyard with a glance.

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "For so many years, the Xin family doesn't seem to have changed at all."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and told the assistant to take all the gifts and prepare to go in.

"What are you here for?"

As soon as he stepped up two steps, he was stopped by the security guard at the door.

The security guard was a young guy with a straight back and a dark complexion. He looked at Song Jinrong and his party with scrutiny and strangeness.

Song Jinrong froze for a moment.

She has lived to such a great age, no matter where she goes, others have always treated her respectfully, this is the first time she has been stopped outside the door.

However, she didn't get angry because of it, on the contrary, she had some fun.

So when the assistant next to her changed her face and opened her mouth to refute, she stopped him and shook her head, expressing that she would explain it herself.

The old lady straightened her back and said with a smile: "Young man, I am from the Chu family in Haicheng, and I have a good relationship with your wife. I just arrived in Kyoto today, so I came to see her."

As soon as she finished speaking, a surprised female voice came from the yard:

"grandmother?!"

Xin Bao'e walked quickly from the yard to the door, and her eyes fell on Song Jinrong, making sure that she saw the right person.

Song Jinrong also saw her, "It's Bao'e."

The corners of Xin Bao'e's lips curved slightly, and said: "I just heard your voice, and thought I heard it wrong, but I didn't expect that it was really you, please come inside—"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to step forward and support Song Jinrong.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the security guard with a slightly cold gaze, and said displeasedly: "This is the grandma of Brother Yufeng and Brother Linchen, Mrs. Chu from the Chu family, and also a distinguished guest of our Xin family, how can you treat people like this?" Turned away?"

"Miss Si, I was wrong." The security guard lowered his head.

Song Jinrong patted Xin Bao'e's arm lightly, shook her head and said, "Girl Bao'e, you are so loyal to your duty, how can you blame me? Besides, I haven't been to your house for almost ten years, so it's reasonable not to recognize me. "

Xin Bao'e pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and responded, "Grandma, what you said is, let's go in first."

The security guard raised his head and wanted to say something, but Song Jinrong had already entered the yard with Xin Bao'e's support.

After taking a seat in the hall, Xin Bao'e ordered the servants to prepare tea and snacks.

She chatted with Song Jinrong, "Grandma, I just heard from you that you came to see my mother?"

"Yeah, I heard that she got sick again after she came back last time, so I wanted to come over and have a look. By the way, why don't you see her?"

"It's not a coincidence for you to come. She went out yesterday, and I don't know if she can come back today."

Seeing Song Jinrong's puzzled expression, Xin Bao'e explained: "My mother has a habit of going to Guangyin Temple in the western suburbs to pray and fulfill her wishes at this time of year."

When Song Jinrong heard this, she also remembered An Ruoqing's habit.

She couldn't help laughing, but then sighed leisurely, "You said your mother, what kind of gods and Buddhas did you believe in at a young age? After all, there is still a knot in your heart that cannot be solved."

Xin Baoe nodded approvingly, "You're right."

Song Jinrong gave her a curious look, "You know what I'm talking about?"

Meeting her gaze, Xin Bao'e was slightly startled, and subconsciously said, "Aren't you talking about the child my mother lost more than 20 years ago?"

"That's right."

Song Jinrong said with emotion: "If that child hadn't been taken away by the bad guys back then, you would have had an extra sister."

Xin Baoe's eyelids drooped slightly, "Yes, then I have an older sister." An older sister who took everything away from her...

Song Jinrong didn't see her hidden emotions, but suddenly thought of the purpose of this trip.

Since the daughter-in-law of the Xin family is not here, it is the same to ask Xin Bao'e.

Song Jinrong made up her mind, and said slowly: "Bao'e, actually I came here today, besides visiting your mother, there is one more thing."

"The pouch your mother showed me before is said to be exactly the same as the one your sister wore when she lost it. But I'm old and I don't have much memory, and I can hardly remember what the pouch looks like now, so I think Take another look."

When Song Jinrong mentioned the purse, Xin Bao'e's face turned half pale, and it wasn't until she finished speaking and looked over that she suddenly regained her senses.

Her heart sank and sank, but she didn't show anything on her face. She tentatively said cautiously: "Grandma, you suddenly mentioned this. Could it be that you found some clues? No way, you found my long-lost girl." sister?"

"This..." Song Jinrong showed embarrassment.

I came here today just to find out the situation first, so as not to cause trouble.

But Xin Bao'e saw her reaction in his eyes, his eyes were dark, and he didn't want to miss any information.

She said coaxingly: "I'll call you grandma, you may as well speak up if you have something to say. If there is news about my sister, even if there is only a ten-thousandth chance, my mother and I will be very happy."

Hearing this, Song Jinrong couldn't hide it anymore and told her the situation.

"Girl Qin Shu has just experienced Yang Pinghan's fake parents. I'm afraid she hasn't recovered yet, so I didn't tell her about it when I came here. I plan to confirm the details of the purse with your mother first."

Song Jinrong spoke in a leisurely manner, but Xin Bao'e was terrified when she heard it, and a thin layer of cold sweat formed deep on her back.

She tried her best to cover up the relationship between Qin Shu and the Xin family, but she never thought that there would be trouble with the old lady of the Chu family.

She was the only person around Qin Shu who had seen An Ruoqing's purse!

Fortunately, this old lady has a bad memory due to her age, so she came here to confirm today.

What's even more fortunate is that the person who received her was herself, not An Ruoqing...

Xin Bao'e quickly suppressed the panic in her heart, thought for a while, and said to Song Jinrong: "This matter is of great importance, and I don't dare to judge randomly. Grandma, please wait a moment, I will send someone to fetch the purse for you to see for yourself. Let someone notify my mother to see if she can come back sooner."

"Okay." Song Jinrong nodded in satisfaction, watched Xin Bao'e leave, and waited for her to pick up her purse.