The Heroine is a Real Boss

In the next few days, Qin Xiang will always receive all kinds of strange anonymous letters.

The letter keeps reminding her that Sheng Heng has a problem, that Sheng Heng is not a good person, and that Sheng Heng approached her for other purposes, not sincerity.

Because of Qin Xiang's distrust and lack of attention to this question, which he threw away after reading it, these anonymous letters finally appeared in front of the old man.

In the evening, the Qin family.

As soon as Qin Xiang came home, the old man sitting on the sofa took out a familiar envelope and put it in front of Qin Xiang.

Look at this letter.

Qin Xiang just glanced at it casually, but didn't reach out to open it to have a look.

Another anonymous report on Sheng Heng?

You know? the old man asked in surprise.

I have received twenty or thirty such letters this week, and the other party is quite leisurely. The content of each letter is different, but the meaning is exactly the same.

It's nothing more than saying that Sheng Heng approached me to plot against me, and he didn't treat me sincerely.

Every time, I will list all kinds of reasons, all kinds of reasons, using Sheng Heng's background and family background as the starting point, saying that he is a phoenix man, and he approached me to marry into a wealthy family and become a son-in-law or something.

The more Qin Xiang talked about it, the more he wanted to laugh, and the more he talked, the more he felt that Mo Cong, the male protagonist in this world, was a stupid and mentally retarded person.

What time is it, and they are still playing anonymous letters.

I don't know how strong his hostility towards Sheng Heng was, which led him to find various reasons to diss Sheng Heng.

After seeing Qin Xiang's reaction, the old man understood and felt at ease.

Then what do you think? the old man asked.

Qin Xiang laughed and said, What can I think?

What do I think, Grandpa, you can't guess it.

The old man smiled and said nothing, obviously wanting to hear what Qin Xiang said himself.

Qin Xiang sighed, and honestly fulfilled the old man's wish.

Grandpa, with my family background and identity including me, I believe that no man approaches me without purpose.

Whether it's Sheng Heng or the person who wrote the anonymous letter.

The difference between them is nothing more than the people who are after me, or the people who are after our family's money. In fact, there is not much difference, is there?

Hearing this, the old man really smiled, with a bit of relief and peace of mind in his smile.

The girl Xiangxiang has finally grown up.

What is sincerity? Qin Xiang didn't know either.

She only knew that, to her, Huo Heng was the sincerity.

She only knew that with the original owner's appearance, figure and family background, even if the man who approached her was sincere, he was sincerely looking for something about her.

For example, in the picture, she is good-looking, so she pursues her because of her appearance, and then falls in love with her.

Or it was because of her good background, she fell in love with her family background, and the Qin family behind her.

In a sense, Mo Cong and Sheng Heng are the same kind of people.

Sheng Heng approached her for the mission and attacked her.

Mo Cong fell in love with the original owner's appearance and figure, as well as various excellent attributes and characteristics of the original owner, so he fell in love with the original owner and fell in love with the original owner.

In Qin Xiang's view, there is no difference between them, they are both the same.

Has anyone checked this anonymous letter? The old man asked again.

No. Qin Xiang shook his head.

The person behind the scenes insisted on writing the anonymous letter for more than a week. I believe he will not give up so easily.

If there are no accidents, I guess, he will soon lose his patience and think of other ways to deal with Sheng Heng.

After all, I didn't believe these 20 or 30 letters. The other party must have tried other tricks to convince me. Qin Xiang rubbed his chin with a funny face.