Super Rich: Get Rich and Become Beautiful, the Queen Dominates the World

Qin Yin's eyes were filled with undisguised disdain.

Who else could the person lying on the ground pretending to be dead be but Old Lady Wang, who was supposed to be in the countryside?

She suddenly jumped out so fast and agilely, how could she look like an old woman whose half body was about to be buried?

Wang Xiuyue's calm face also changed slightly, "What are you doing here?"

As soon as the question fell, the eldest brother of the Wang family came out from the corner and helped the old lady up, with a hypocritical smile on his face: "Hey... Xiuyue, Mom said she wants to understand the mistakes she made in the past and shouldn't be so cruel to you."

"She has been saying recently that she has no face to live in the world. I thought she was joking, but who knew she would come to you early this morning."

The eldest brother of the Wang family showed vicissitudes and fatigue on his face, and he supported the old lady with both hands. The picture looked particularly weird.

Qin Yin raised her eyebrows, her eyes were full of interest, and she looked at the mother and son of the Wang family with an inquiring look.

The confession came too unexpectedly.

Qin Yin's mind flashed with the gloomy and cruel look of the other party, and then looked at the old lady Wang in front of her, who was in a dishevel and haggard.

The contrast was too great, and it was even more weird.

A ferocious beast would become a docile little white rabbit? It felt very strange no matter how you looked at it, but it seemed like a weasel was paying New Year's greetings to a chicken with bad intentions.

After all, they had lived together for many years. Qin Yin was worried that the confession shown by the Wang family would soften her mother's heart, so she pursed her delicate lips.

"Mom, what do you think?"

Wang Xiuyue's floating thoughts were pulled back, and there was no smile on her gentle face. She stared at the mother and son of the Wang family indifferently.

The voice that came out was cold and ruthless.

"I think if you really want to die, you should find a secluded and desolate place to hang yourself, instead of running all the way to Haishi and crashing in front of our car."

"Do you feel remorse? I think you have evil intentions. If the driver hadn't braked in time and really injured someone, we would not only spend money but also be blamed."

Wang Xiuyue's heart was hard and her mind was clear. Her cold eyes swept back and forth between the mother and son of the Wang family.

Who can't lie?

Do you really regret it if you say you regret it?

Rather than believing that the wicked have become good for no reason, it is better to believe that the "repentance drama" staged is for greater benefits.

Old Mrs. Wang has been strong all her life. Would she apologize and repent to her daughter who is not her own?

You are kidding!

"Puff... I think you are right, mom."

Qin Yin laughed softly in her throat, and did not hide the deepening smile at the corners of her mouth. She stared at the jumping clown in front of her, obviously in a happy and comfortable mood.

She turned around and told Qi Ruanruan to drive the car into the villa, and then looked at the mother and son of the Wang family.

"Let's talk inside." There were villas nearby, and there were not many people watching the excitement, but there was no guarantee that no one would see this ridiculous farce.

The mother and son of the Wang family followed Qin Yin and the others closely. The old lady Wang's eyes flashed with satisfaction, thinking that the "confession drama" she performed had worked.

The eldest brother of the Wang family supported her hand with a little force, reminding the old lady not to be too proud, so as not to reveal a flaw in front of Qin Yin and all her efforts would go to waste.

The mother and son's little action did not attract attention, and they quickly passed through the fragrant garden in the villa, walked past the fountain and came to the elegant and rich living room.

Looking around, everywhere is full of nobility.

The Wang family has also made a lot of money in recent years. They have built a magnificent house, drive expensive cars, and live a happy and carefree life.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang stood in the living room, feeling insignificant in her heart, as if she had never seen the world.

She had been prepared, but now she couldn't help feeling guilty. She stood nervously and didn't dare to sit down casually. The palms of her hands holding her clothes were sweating profusely.

Lily, the housekeeper, led the maids forward, and the maids put the snacks with tempting fragrance and washed fruits on the coffee table.

"Miss, who are these two?"

"Insignificant people."

Qin Yin changed into a pair of comfortable slippers, lazily picked up a petal-shaped snack with a fork, and took a bite to taste it.

The dessert was wrapped in sticky and delicious nectar, sweet like the taste of osmanthus.

Qin Yin ate snacks, and Wang Xiuyue ate fruits.

The two of them were doing their own things leisurely, and no one paid attention to the mother and son of the Wang family, and they ignored the behavior thoroughly.

The servants in the villa received Qin Yin's answer, and no one paid attention to the mother and son.

They stayed in the huge villa, but there was no sense of existence at all, like transparent ghosts.

The mother and son of the Wang family felt tortured.

This feeling was like a blunt knife cutting the flesh, not pleasant, but the pain intensified as time passed, and there were also helpless emotions such as tension and fear in the heart.Finally, Mrs. Wang couldn't bear the pressure.

Her wrinkled face showed regret, her eyes were filled with mist, and she knelt down in front of Wang Xiuyue.

This kneeling was clean and sharp, and you could tell from the sound that she was sincere. Her knees were probably bruised.

"Xiuyue, I was wrong."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have favored boys over girls..."

The old lady burst into tears, wailed, and counted the mistakes she had made in the past.