Contract Bride, the power game of misplaced love

“Thank you, Madam Xiao. I won’t bother you anymore.”

"Goodbye."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe left, Ping's mother surrounded her and said, "Madam, how are you going to deal with this little bitch? We have to teach her a lesson."

Jiang Zhiyan waved her hand and said with a smile: "No, no, I won't be fooled by her."

Ping's mother obviously didn't understand and asked in confusion: "What does this mean? Why don't I understand it?"

"Mother Ping, this matter is not that easy. I want her to throw herself into my arms instead of making trouble in the dormitory. Anyway, we have to get this done."

Ping's mother shook her head. She didn't understand, nor did she want to understand. But since her master was Jiang Zhiyan, there must be benefits. So, she followed Jiang Zhiyan's meaning and asked, "Then how do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Zhiyan thought for a moment and said, "I don't need that. You just need to be good friends with Li Zhijian."

"Ah, I understand. It means that I am on good terms with you on the surface, but in fact I am one of your own."

"Mother Ping, we need to find a way to call Li Zhijian over. Not only her, but also her grandmother."

Ping's mother pricked up her ears and explained, "I am even more confused, Madam, what on earth are you doing? Don't you hate her very much? Why did you suddenly change your mind? Don't you love me anymore?"

Jiang Zhiyan stared at her, shook her head, and sighed, "Ping's mother, don't you think about it? There are many ways to deal with a person. We can't just smash her room to pieces and drive her away so that she can go home. If her grandmother finds out that she has a mistress, how can she face people?"

After changing the place, Aunt Sun stopped complaining and praised the brand new house: "Zhijian, if you can get Brother Leshan to work here, your company will provide you with good treatment."

Li Zhi was still in his bedroom. He waited for a long time but still didn't see Zhou Qinghe, so he called him directly.

Zhou Qinghe had already traveled a long way since leaving Yunlin Villa, so Yun Yu naturally couldn't wait for her here. She suddenly realized that she couldn't treat Li Zhijian like this, because her instinct told her that neither she nor Jiang Zhiyan were good people.

Will I become a chess piece in the hands of others and then be thrown aside like a piece of tattered cloth?

When Zhou Qinghe was about to arrive in Xicheng, she received a call from Li Zhijian. She was eating fruit on the street. Perhaps because she felt guilty, she answered the phone unhappily: "Hello, what's the matter?"

"It's late at night and you're not at home. I'm a little worried, so I called to ask you what you want to do?"

"Well, I just left for a while and will be here soon."

Li Zhijian said with some embarrassment: "Qinghe, I'll have to trouble you in the next few days. My grandma and Aunt Sun will stay here for the next two days."

Zhou Qinghe said generously: "It doesn't matter, we are all family."

Speaking of her good friend, she couldn't help feeling guilty. She had sold her out, but still treated her as a good friend.

Li Zhijian thanked him, "Qinghe, thank you very much. I don't have many friends, so I treat you as my family. Please take care of me and don't be so shy."

"I see."

The next day, Li Zhijian asked Aunt Sun to stay at home and accompany her. She also prepared some ingredients for her and then went out.