Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

Xia Qing's mother and daughter are moving out, and the mistress of the house is Xia Wenyue.

The servants' attitude towards Xia Wenyue naturally didn't dare to be the same as before, they answered honestly: "It's the second young lady and madam who want to move out."

Xia Wenyue raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect her father to move so fast.

The front foot told her to let her move back home, but the back foot drove Xia Qing's mother and daughter out.

Of course, what surprised her even more was that Xia Qing's mother and daughter worked so hard to come to this house, but they were driven away so easily.

The housekeeper seemed to see Xia Wenyue's doubts, and explained quietly: "Sir, if they leave obediently, they won't reveal Xia Qing's identity to the outside world."

Xia Wenyue understood.

Xia Qing has reached this point and is still defending her title of daughter of the Xia family.

It seems that she really loves the hypocritical life that the upper class touts each other.

Footsteps were heard above the stairs, and Xia Qing went downstairs with her bag.

Xia Wenyue looked at the LV limited edition bag in her arm, and narrowed her eyes dangerously: "It seems that you have spent a lot of our Xia family's money these years."

Not to be outdone, Xia Qing said, "My father gave me all this money, and I can spend it however I want."

Xia Wenyue snorted: "Just treat our family as a white-eyed wolf."

Xia Qing gave Xia Wenyue a vicious look.

Xia Wenyue didn't care either, she glanced at the things behind her, and said thoughtfully, "Xia Qing, I hope you can protect these things of yours, so don't lose them all."

She knew exactly what kind of person Xia Qing was.

Although he graduated from a prestigious university, almost all the certificates and degrees were bought with money, and they were nothing at all.

And over the years, Xia's family has developed a habit of spending money lavishly.

Tao Siyuan's salary is far from enough to support their mother and daughter.

Xia Qing will definitely sell these luxury goods in the end.

Xia Qing saw the contempt in Xia Wenyue's eyes, and she said arrogantly: "Xia Wenyue, don't get too complacent, one day, I will trample you under my feet."

"Well, I'll wait."

Xia Wenyue left this sentence and went back to the room.

Xia Qing stared at her back with hatred, holding her breath to make a name for herself, so as soon as she left Xia's house, she went to a luxury recycling store.

The boss was very surprised when he saw Xia Qing: "Xia Qing, why did you come to my shop?"

Xia Qing has been in various circles, and her appearance and name are familiar to everyone.

Everyone knows that the little princess of the Xia Group is the proudest.

Buying bags has always only bought big names, and has always been dismissive of second-hand goods.

Xia Qing's eyes flickered, although she was embarrassed, she couldn't care less.

"I want to sell some bags."

She took out her favorite and most expensive bags.

These bags are all limited edition, and Xia Qing snatched them up as soon as they were released.

He even showed off in the circle of friends for a while, attracting a lot of envious and jealous eyes.

As far as she knew, many people were willing to pay high prices for these bags.

As long as these few bags are sold, she will have money to open a shop.

When the boss saw the bags on the counter, his eyes widened: "Xia Qing, aren't these your favorite bags? You usually don't want to carry them. Why do you want to sell them now?"

Xia Qing had already thought up her speech: "I want to open a store, but my father doesn't believe me and won't give me start-up funds. I have no choice but to sell bags to make a living."

"Well, then I'll have someone evaluate the value of the bag."

Xia Qing licked her lips, and asked tentatively: "These bags are limited editions, and their value has been increasing, so they should be easy to sell, right?"

The boss said in embarrassment: "In the first two months, these bags sold well, but during this time, Haicheng's economy has declined sharply, and the wealthy ladies have started to take the thrifty route. I'm not sure if they are good or not." Sell."

Xia Qing heard the other party's implication, that she wanted to lower the price, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Then put it here with you first, it won't be a problem to sell it within a week, right?"

Xia Qing was stimulated by Xia Wenyue's contemptuous gaze, and she couldn't wait to show her skills. She needed money very much.

The boss saw her urgency: "Miss Xia, let me put my ugly words in front of you. If you sell it urgently, the price may not be so ideal."

"Let's sell it here with you first, and try to sell it to me at a high price."

"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

Xia Qing thought that she was the daughter of the Xia family, that these people dared not bully her, so she turned and left satisfied.

Little did she know, as soon as she got into the car, the boss took out her mobile phone from her pocket and made a call.

"Miss Xia, that cheap little sister of yours really brought the bag to me. I didn't tell her the exact price. Look..."

The boss didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Xia Wenyue had already guessed it.

Her fingers curled slightly, she tapped the table casually, and said unhurriedly: "Store it at your place first, and keep the price to the lowest."

Didn't Xia Qing want to sell it at a high price?

She is not as good as she wants.

Xia Qing was not idle when she got home, and sent several other bags to other luxury recycling stores.

She didn't want to put all her bags in one store and make people think she was down and out.

Although Xia Qing asked a servant at home to deliver it, she forgot that there was a label on the bag, and she could tell who the owner of the bag was just by scanning the label.

After delivering the bags, Xia Qing didn't stay idle, so she asked her friends in the circle to help her find a store.

Friends asked curiously: "Qingqing, why do you suddenly want to open a store? What kind of store do you plan to open?"

Xia Qing: "I don't have any ideas yet, do you have any good ideas?"

"Now that the economic situation is not good, the consumption level of rich ladies has dropped. They buy less luxury goods and clothes, but they never treat their mouths badly. I think you can build a restaurant."

"The hotel is feasible. I know a store is being sublet. The location is very good. Qingqing can go and have a look."

Xia Qing watched their discussion, and was immediately moved: "Where is that store, I'll go and see."

After Xia Qing got the address, she told Xia's mother about it.

Mother Xia was very supportive of her daughter's decision, and agreed without thinking: "I'll go and see with you."

Although she had a store before, it has been in a deficit state. It was Xia Shan who kept subsidizing the money to keep it open. Now that he doesn't care about them, the store is naturally closed.

She is not reconciled to staying at home all the time.

After Tao Siyuan learned that Xia Qing was pregnant, he ran to her house very diligently.

After seeing Xia Qing's dowry house, he felt less reconciled and began to accept the reality.

Seeing that the mother and daughter were neatly dressed and seemed to be going out, he couldn't help asking: "Qingqing, Auntie, where are you going?"