It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

On the afternoon when she agreed to attend a class on women's ethics, Lin Qingyu stopped by Lin's house to get back some old lesson plans.

Standing at the door of the Lin family villa, she felt like she was in another world.

Xia Bei stood beside her and reminded her gently: "The Lin family is insolvent. This villa was sold at the auction house. It was the third master who bought it. Now, madam, you are the owner of this villa."

Lin Qingyu nodded lightly, and Xia Bei went to ring the doorbell.

Unlike the servants who responded quickly in the past, Xia Bei rang the doorbell for a long time before a woman with dark and rough skin slowly walked out.

Lin Qingyu glanced at her and immediately recognized the girl who had been exchanged with Lin Miaomiao, the real daughter of the Lin family.

Logically speaking, this person is her sister.

But she didn't know why. Every time she saw her, she felt so strange that it was difficult for her to want to get close to her.

"It's you. Madam, welcome." The dark-skinned woman said hello while biting an apple, and made a "please" gesture, and then explained as she walked.

"Third Master paid me to take care of the villa and the Lin family. They can only live in the servants' room and cannot go to other rooms."

Lin Qingyu's eyebrows twitched.

Letting someone's biological daughter look at the whole family and using her hatred to control these people... Only Lu Xun would come up with such a damaging move.

Lin Qingyu said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." The woman shrugged, "I don't know how much easier it is than when I used to sleep in train stations or work at construction sites."

Lin Qingyu didn't say anything more, and walked slowly towards the living room with her white knitted skirt in hand.

As the footsteps approached, several shrill and shrill female voices came out.

"Lin Jiajun, you are not human!"

"Lin Jiajun, you bastard! You bastard! Go to hell!"

The woman scolded so fiercely that her voice changed its tone, which made Lin Qingyu's heart tremble inexplicably.

She frowned. Wasn't that voice Lin Miaomiao's?

The next moment, the door of the servant's room she had lived in opened with a click, and Lin Jiajun walked out in a sullen manner, unzipping his pants. When he saw Lin Qingyu, he was also stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Miaomiao ran out with messy clothes and hair, and continued to beat Lin Jiajun.

Lin Jiajun pushed her impatiently: "Stop pretending to be noble. Who do you think you are? Are you still the rich lady we used to hold in the palm of our hands?"

If it weren't for you, would our family be in this situation?

Lin Miaomiao, do you think you don’t have to pay anything to come to our house to eat, drink and stay? "

"Lin Jiajun, go die quickly." The disheveled Lin Miaomiao clutched the clothes around her heart and kept cursing.

Lin Jiajun rolled his eyes: "It's not the first time I've slept with you. Don't act like a chaste martyr. If you have the ability, don't shamelessly live here. Besides, you've been slept with by that Young Master Zhu a long time ago."

After saying these few words, Lin Jiajun walked straight out of the Lin family villa without even looking at Lin Qingyu.

Only then did Lin Miaomiao realize that Lin Qingyu was coming. When she saw her, various complicated expressions flashed across her face.

Lin Qingyu was wearing a white knitted dress, with a bulging belly, a pearl hairpin in her hair, and an emerald jade bracelet on her slender wrist. She had an extraordinary temperament and was beyond words.

She didn't dare to look directly at Lin Qingyu. Because Lin Qingyu was so white that she felt dirty, smelly and embarrassed.

Lin Miaomiao stubbornly got up from the ground and smiled sarcastically: "Are you particularly happy to see me like this?"

After saying that, Lin Miaomiao went back to the servant's room and slammed the door with a bang.

There was still a faint smell of love in the air, which made Lin Qingyu unable to help but feel physically nauseous.

Images of Lin Jiajun pampering Lin Miaomiao in the past flashed through her mind, which made her feel even more disgusting.

After all, I have been my sister for so many years, how could I...

The dark-skinned woman on the side shrugged: "No wonder. Ever since Lin Miaomiao was hungry and went to eat a bowl of noodles from Lin Jiajun, this kind of thing has happened every once in a while..."

Lin Qingyu also left some things in the servant's room.

But in this case, she really didn't want to go in, and turned to look at the woman who should be her sister.

"Can you please help me pack my old things and mail them to our foundation, and the postage will be paid. I will give you an additional 1000 yuan as hard work fee. Is that okay?"

Lin Qingyu took out 1000 yuan in cash from his bag.

The woman took it without any psychological pressure: "No problem! If you have money, don't make a bastard."

Lin Qingyu pursed her lips and wanted to say something else, but in the end she said nothing and turned away.

As soon as he walked to the door of the villa, he met Lin Shengguo.

Lin Shengguo shouted excitedly: "Ah Yu!"