Spoiled stand-in escapes

Wen Jian felt a splitting headache. He remembered seeing a familiar figure in a haze, but he couldn't see it clearly, and fell asleep again before seeing it clearly.

He frowned and curled up in the quilt uneasily in a panic. No matter how he tried to calm himself down, he couldn't stop the trembling of his hands and feet and his frantic heartbeat.

one day ago.

The early summer of this year is not very hot, the soft sunlight shines in the small windows of the old residential buildings, and the green leaves falling on the sycamore tree in front of the door are gentle and refreshing.

Song Yun took out her most expensive long-sleeved light beige shirt dress from the closet, and took from the shoe box the nude-colored stiletto high-heeled shoes that she decided not to show anyone unless it was an important occasion.

Taking a new T-shirt and underpants for Wen Jian, he went to pick up someone at the old lady's house, carrying a box of snacks that he had prepared a long time ago, a piece of specialty fruit from a neighbor in Yunnan, and brought Wen Jian Went to the Gu family to reminisce about the old days.

It is said to be reminiscing about the old days, but in fact it is just thinking that it is best to marry Wen Jian over to make some money.

The eldest son, Wen Fan, split into an Alpha five years ago. This kid was competitive. He had already planned for the future when he was in college. , It's not enough to ask for a marriage.

The girl's family is quite wealthy, and being able to get close to her is a step up to another level of the family. It's just a three-bedroom and two-living house in the best location in the city that the in-laws open their mouths to ask for, and the bride price of 40 yuan makes Wen's family happy. I really can't bear it.

Wen's family closed the door and cursed at the girl's family for being rich and unkind for a few days. The matter still needs to be resolved. After much deliberation, Song Yun and Wen Xiangliang finally remembered that they still had an Omega who had just been differentiated into an Omega and had been raised under Song Yun's grandma. son.

The rich are eager to pursue Omega, but the Omega of the poor is the most useless. You can't count on him for a high-paying job, and it's hard to find a small job because of gender discrimination. It's just that you can marry someone casually when you grow up. Don't waste your family's money. Just food.

Song Yun had a very good female classmate Yang Sumei in high school. They were almost the same, but Yang Sumei's life was much better than hers, and the family was willing to send her a female Beta to go to college.

Yang Sumei, who went to university, is very well married. The previous generation of her husband was in politics, and now he has gone into business in this generation. Mr. Gu is young, promising and has a good vision. Within a few years, the business has flourished. , The grades of the two companies have become bigger and bigger.

People live too well in terms of money, and the other places are always not so good. The Gu family looks at the scenery, but they have a half-stupid son. This is Song Yun's goal today.

Wen Jian has been with her great-grandmother since she was born, and it is rare for her to visit relatives and friends alone with her mother. Even if she doesn't know the destination, sitting on the bus, she feels a little joy in her heart.

Not long after Yang Sumei moved back from abroad, she lives in a luxurious single-family villa area with a favorable location in the urban area.

The houses here cost tens of millions, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive.

Song Yun sat in the shopping mall as a cabinet lady who sold gold and silver jewelry. She claimed to have seen the world. Walking in such a luxurious neighborhood, she couldn't help but get nervous.

After entering the door, she smiled and warned Wen Jian twice: "Talk less for a while, and smile more."

Wen Jian's mother's gentle actions and words touched the soft part of her heart, and there was nothing she could not agree to, and a sweet smile immediately appeared on her immature face: "I see, Mom."