Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"Evidence?" Zhang Yue'e was stunned.

Seeing her reaction, Su Haitang, who was familiar with grandma's temperament, was also dumbfounded.

Could it be that grandma is really trying to cover up her bad reputation by pulling out a bed of brocade to fool outsiders? Could it be that she was really born to Liu Lancui?

How can this be!

"What evidence, you tell me." Su Haitang was in a hurry, and didn't care to get angry with Cheng Yuanzheng, and urged him anxiously.

Really, what kind of appetite is there at this moment! Is this man incompatible with her, a natural offender?

Cheng Yuanzheng frowned slightly, then stretched them out, took out a letter from his coat pocket and handed it over.

"Someone sent this anonymous letter, everything is clearly stated, Almighty is right, it can't be fake, right?"

Su Haitang snatched the letter, glanced at the torn envelope, didn't look carefully at the recipient's address and name, and was about to take out the letter paper inside to read.

At least she didn't completely lose her mind. When the snow-white letter paper was pulled out halfway, Su Haitang stopped and asked, "Can I read it?"

Cheng Yuanzheng made a gesture of please, with a smile in his eyes.

He knew that the girl he liked would not be a reckless person who is not polite and has no rules.

As expected of the old chief's granddaughter, even if she was raised in a den of tigers and wolves when she was a child, the upbringing and intelligence in her bones would not be worn away.

"What did you write?"

Zhang Yue'e couldn't read much, so she asked anxiously.

Su Haitang scanned the clumsy handwriting that was less than half a page at a glance, and let out a little breath, the wrinkles between the brows became lighter, but still not completely stretched.

She glanced at the panic-stricken grandma, looked back at the endless letter, and briefly summed it up.

"The letter said that he knew that the He family had lost a daughter eighteen years ago. Liu Lancui also gave birth in the same hospital at that time, and the baby was a boy. The boy was valuable, and the traffickers took the little daughter of the He family and exchanged it."

Su Haitang's face was full of complex expressions.

If what the letter said was true, she would take the place of the Su family's baby boy and raise her in the Su family for eighteen years, which would be a great nurturing grace. Even if Liu Lancui treats her badly, it makes sense.

But is it really such a coincidence?

Liu Lancui had just been rumored to be insane, and this letter came out. No matter how you look at it, it seems to be a cleansing for Liu Lancui.

Could it be Su Haiyan's trick?

Su Haitang hesitated, and read the letter several times.

She really wanted someone to tell her that Liu Lancui was not her real mother; it seemed that in this way she could let go of her unwillingness and final death in vain in her previous life, and find an excuse for her ignorance, foolishness, filial piety and confusion.

Now that the excuse really came to her door, she wanted to believe it, but she couldn't believe it.

This letter came at a perfect time! The content of the writing is even more in line with her heart, as if she has seen through her internal organs!

God would suddenly be so kind and make her wishes come true in a smooth manner?

Su Haitang, who had just fallen so badly, instinctively doubted the authenticity of the letter.

Su Haitang pinched the thin letter paper and touched her empty left wrist, where it was actually wearing a silver bracelet where no one else could see it.

The root of life-saving is still there, and it is more reliable than the illusory God.

Su Haitang felt relieved.

"What did the hospital say?"

Su Haitang heard her calm voice, but she felt guilty and dared not look into Nai's eyes.

Her grandson was abducted, and she was lost for 18 years without hearing anything from her. No matter how innocent she is, she is a fake who occupies the magpie's nest!

While Su Haitang was struggling, he doubted the origin of this letter again.

Don't write early and don't write later, eighteen years have passed peacefully, only now have the old secrets been revealed, and the handwriting has been changed in a hidden way, and I dare not even keep the name, it is obvious that there is something tricky!