The scumbag ex-wife dressed as the heroine

The day when I came to Ji Yunxiao's hometown was sunny and cloudless, but Lin Qianwei's heart was full of gloom.

The assistant sensed Lin Qianwei's strangeness, and couldn't help but feel a little trembling. She cheered up and asked cautiously, "I've already contacted Professor Ji, are you going over now?"

Lin Qianwei looked up at the clear blue sky, her beautiful eyes were full of emotions.

She stood still for a while before saying coldly: "Let's go to Ji's house."

Coincidentally, Ji Yunxiao's adoptive mother was also surnamed Ji, and Ji Yunxiao happened to take her mother's surname before she was recognized.

The car soon arrived at Ji's community. Lin Qianwei stepped down, turned her head and glanced at the assistant, and said, "Don't tell me Ji Yunxiao that I'm here."

The assistant nodded again and again: "Don't worry."

Ji Yunxiao's adoptive parents were born in a high-spirited family, and both of them are also knowledgeable. Now they are university professors, and their gestures and gestures are full of lofty charm.

Seeing Lin Qianwei approaching, they were courteous but not warm, even somewhat alienated in their politeness.

It wasn't until Lin Qianwei took out a framed ink painting that Ji's father changed his indifference and said excitedly, "Which of you made this?"

Lin Qianwei replied calmly, "It's Ji Yunxiao."

Ji's father shook his head and said, "Xiao Lin, you must be joking."

He took the painting and observed it carefully and commented: "With just a few brush strokes, the artistic conception of vast mountains and rivers and boundless rivers and rivers is outlined. To have such exquisite and mature techniques and brushstrokes, the painter must be a long-established master." .”

Lin Qianwei: "It's really Ji Yunxiao."

After Ji Yunxiao came back from Paris, Lin Qianwei implicitly expressed that she wanted to buy her paintings back. After Ji Yunxiao understood it, she quickly stopped her and said, "What are you wasting that money for?"

Lin Qianwei folded her arms and said coldly, "Others have your paintings, but I don't. I feel uncomfortable."

Ji Yunxiao couldn't help laughing, and said, "My wife, you are too cute."

Lin Qianwei: "?"

Ji Yunxiao took her to the studio and explained: "If you want my paintings, I can draw them for you anytime and anywhere, and they are all free, no money required."

Ji Yunxiao looked like he was going to post it backwards, and said: "I can even give you the money in reverse."

Lin Qianwei smiled lowly: "Don't make trouble."

Ji Yunxiao looked around at her, and suddenly became excited: "How about I draw a portrait for you? Sketch or oil painting? Which do you like?"

Lin Qianwei: "I don't want any."

I don't know why she felt ashamed about painting portraits, and they hadn't confirmed their relationship at that time, so Lin Qianwei thought, just wait.

When Ji Yunxiao came to confess her love to her, after she finished answering I am willing, and then found a suitable opportunity, she asked Ji Yunxiao to draw a portrait of her.

The feelings before and after the engagement must be different, and Lin Qianwei wanted a sweeter portrait.

So at that time, Lin Qianwei said: "Draw me a landscape picture, a simple one is fine."

But at this moment, after hearing Lin Qianwei's decisive tone, the expressions on Ji's parents' faces gradually became complicated.

They exchanged surprised looks, and finally Ji's mother asked, "Miss Lin, have you been tricked by that little bastard Ji Yunxiao?"

Lin Qianwei lowered her eyelashes and pursed her lips.

"She may have lied to me in other places, but this painting was really made by her, because I was by her side at the time." Lin Qianwei said word by word: "I saw her complete this painting with my own eyes."

Ji's mother looked at Ji's father again, and asked uncertainly: "Could it be that Xiaoxiao really knows how to draw?"

Ji's father scratched his head and said in confusion: "How is it possible? That child Xiaoxiao has never learned or skilled since he was a child, and he has never shown any talent in painting."

Ji's mother has a Ph.D. in science, and she has no pursuit of art, and she doesn't understand the value of that painting, but Ji's father has a Ph.D. in literature, which is just the right professional. He looked at the ink painting repeatedly, and finally looked at Lin Qianwei and said: " Boss Lin must be making fun of us, it is really impossible for Xiaoxiao to draw such a picture."

Lin Qianwei didn't refute anymore, but just took out another piece of paper.

It is written with running pen characters, which is a sentence in "Guofeng · Beifeng · Baizhou" in the Book of Songs: My heart is a stone, and I can't turn it around.My heart is full of bandits, and I can't roll it.

Lin Qianwei asked lightly, "What do you think of this word?"

Ji's father admired from the bottom of his heart: "The iron painting and the silver hook flow in the clouds and flowing water. Every stroke is very powerful. It has both vigor and softness. It is really rare."

Ji's mother took it over and looked at it, and couldn't help but praise, but she praised it concisely, just two words: "It looks good."

Lin Qianwei said slowly: "This is also written by Ji Yunxiao."

Ji's father laughed out loud.

"Could it be April Fool's Day today? Why does Miss Lin keep joking with us?" Ji's father went to the room where Ji Yunxiao lived before, took out a homework book, and spread it out for Lin Qianwei to read.

Ji's father said: "This is Xiaoxiao's handwriting. Even dogs' paws look better than hers. Xiaoxiao can't write that kind of character that looks like paper."

Ji's mother pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and asked puzzledly: "Miss Lin, what's going on?"

Lin Qianwei was silent for a while, then took back the paper, and changed the subject: "Has Ji Yunxiao contacted you recently?"

Ji's father sighed: "No contact. Ever since she got caught by that wealthy Ji's family, she has blocked our contact information. It seems that we have not been in touch for more than half a year."

After finishing speaking, Ji's father looked at Ji's mother again, and asked her, "Really?"

"It's been a long time since I contacted you, and I can't remember how long it was." Ji's mother looked at Lin Qianwei, and took a sip of water from her thermos filled with goji berries, "To be honest, I'm surprised that you're here, Ms. Lin .”

Lin Qianwei forced a smile and explained, "I just want to know more about my wife."

Ji's father blamed himself a bit: "My wife and I are busy with work, and we don't care enough for Xiaoxiao."

Ji's mother was more straightforward: "We don't know this daughter very well, so how about it, if you want to know her, I'll call Aunt Zhang for you. This is the nanny our family hired before and has taken care of Xiaoxiao for many years."

Lin Qianwei: "Then I will trouble you."

There is no need to ask about Song Qianqian's affairs, because Lin Qianwei has already checked everything out.

She was sure and sure that there was no beautiful green plum called Song Qianqian around Ji Yunxiao, and it was precisely because of this that she believed what Ji Yunxiao said before.

But something was still wrong.

That's why Ji Yunxiao has changed too much.

People will always change, but some skills need to be accumulated over many years and cannot be achieved overnight, such as calligraphy, painting, and playing the harp.

After Aunt Zhang came over, Lin Qianwei asked her many things face to face, and the results she got were no different from what she had guessed.

In the past, Ji Yunxiao was not only rebellious and vicious, but also lazy and lazy. She didn't have any skills. Pass.

Even though she has taken care of Ji Yunxiao for many years, Aunt Zhang doesn't have much affection for her, and when she mentions Ji Yunxiao, she still looks contemptuous: "That child Xiaoxiao is really disappointing, both parents are great professors, even if they are not My own, but under the influence of her ears and eyes, she should also improve, right? Let me tell you, Xiaoxiao is not worthy of Mr. Lin at all..."

Lin Qianwei's face suddenly turned cold, and she interrupted Aunt Zhang coldly, "Xiaoxiao has changed a lot, she is no longer the Ji Yunxiao she used to be."

After saying this sentence, Lin Qianwei herself felt it was funny.

What the hell is she doing?

Does she still want to protect Ji Yunxiao?

After leaving Ji's house, Lin Qianwei calmed down for a long time, and she didn't go to see Ji Yunxiao's cronies until evening.

The results they got were similar, they didn't have anyone of the same age named Song Qianqian around them, and Ji Yunxiao in the past couldn't cook, didn't understand music scores, and didn't have good skills.

Everything is clear.

It's unbelievable, but it's true.

Ji Yunxiao really came from another world.

On the plane back, Lin Qianwei took out the piece of paper, looked at the sentence "I have a hard heart, and I can't change it", her vision gradually blurred.

She could feel that Ji Yunxiao's attitude towards love was just like this sentence, unswerving and loyal.

That's why she asked Ji Yunxiao who was drunk yesterday, "Why? Did you use me as a substitute? Ji Yunxiao, how could you do this? You are obviously not such a person, You shouldn't be like this..."

Ji Yunxiao grabbed her hand in a panic, and said anxiously, "It's not a substitute, you are not a substitute, you are my Qianqian, you are Qianqian."

Tears rolled down from Lin Qianwei's delicate and beautiful chin, splashed on the paper, and wet the sentence: I have a hard heart, and I can't change it.

Lin Qianwei looked out the window and closed her eyes.

She thought, Ji Yunxiao had always loved Song Qianqian.

Ji Yunxiao has never changed.

She was kind to her, made soup for her, carved emerald earrings for her, and so on, all because she regarded her as Song Qianqian.

For a moment, Lin Qianwei was also in a daze, was she really Song Qianqian?

Lin Qianwei hopes that she also comes from another world, she hopes that she is the Song Qianqian that Ji Yunxiao puts on her heart, she hopes that she just forgets everything about the past.

But what if?

But what if she wasn't?

If she were Song Qianqian, then all the pain and suffering would be resolved, she would not have to worry or worry anymore, and she and Ji Yunxiao would have a happy ending.

But what if that's not the case at all.

What if she was just Lin Qianwei?

After racking her brains and unable to think of any pictures related to Song Qianqian, Lin Qianwei finally gave up.

She wiped away her tears, washed her face, and put on her makeup again. When she returned to the Lin family's villa, she looked unparalleled again, with no signs of injury.

Ji Yunxiao didn't expect Lin Qianwei to come back so soon. She was very pleasantly surprised when she saw the beautiful wife she was thinking of so much. She almost ran over and took Lin Qianwei's hand into her arms: "Why didn't you tell me when you came back? I'll go pick you up, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

Lin Qianwei broke free from the embrace.

She raised her long eyelashes, with a cold expression, and said word by word: "Ji Yunxiao, let's get a divorce."

The author has something to say:

感谢在2022-06-0523:59:00~2022-06-0623:58:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Zero, a very fragile heart;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Nine Zero. , 1 Bai Ze;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：47119218、白泽10瓶；rrr、456795瓶；顾易、思考人生2瓶；无所事事的鸽子?1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!