I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 816 816, meet

"What did you say?"

In the small foreign building, Song Enshuo was eating the medicinal food made by Gao Hu, and when he received a call from the police, he couldn't believe it!
Liang Xiaoqi is still alive?

He was preparing to rush to Yue Lingfeng's house after breakfast.

Yue Lingfeng just died yesterday, and the police found out that the driver of the cart was drunk, so everything seemed so reasonable.

He just said that such things as killing people and stealing goods must be done by skilled hands.

The old housekeeper did a great job!
The relatives and friends of Yue's family clamored for Song Enshuo to come out and preside over the overall situation.

They all said that Song Enshuo was Yue Lingfeng's brother-in-law, so he should take this matter down.

In fact, Song Enshuo knew it well.

Those people just don't want to spend money!

In this day and age, the funeral company's money, cremation money, cemetery money, funeral catering money, even the lowest-level ordinary people don't have tens of thousands of dollars for self-defense, so they dare not die casually, because they have no money to do the funeral. .

Song Enshuo was planning to finish his meal, go early, and get things done quickly so that it can be settled.

Everything is going according to his plan.

But now, Liang Xiaoqi suddenly appeared, catching him off guard!
All the good plans were disrupted!

Song Enshuo frowned deeply, wondering how likely this matter was.

Every man has a white moonlight hanging in his heart.

And Liang Xiaoqi is the white moonlight that Song Enshuo has been hanging in his heart for many years.

If this matter is true... Song Enshuo's mind is a little confused, and sweat is dripping from his forehead.

He hurriedly called the old housekeeper: "Song Zhen, don't move, wait for my call."

After half an hour.

The police station under the jurisdiction of the old house of the Song family.

Song Enshuo, who was carefully "raised" in a nursing home recently, is in a particularly good state of mind.

In the past, because of his illness, he had to be supported by Yue Meiqi when he walked, but after Yue Meiqi passed away, he was able to walk by himself.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Hello, where is the reception room No. 2? You comrades in the police told me to come here."

At this moment, Song Zhen was sitting with Liang Xiaoqi in the reception room.

The lawyer will show all the procedures prepared to the police.

The police confirmed it carefully, and were still feeling emotional: "I read the news before, saying that a boatload of people were rescued, and there are 13 of us in city B, and they have come to restore their account one after another in the past few days. It's just that we don't Unexpectedly, Mr. Song's mother is also there. It is a miracle that mother and son can be reunited after 13 years, congratulations!"

Liang Xiaoqi said gently: "Thank you."

She has always had an indifferent and restrained temperament.

But no matter how indifferent she is, every frown and smile is brilliance, making it impossible for people to ignore her existence.

Song Zhen, on the other hand, was particularly quiet.

He always held his mother's hand, accompanied and encouraged him silently.

He was also bland, but compared to Liang Xiaoqi's blandness, he added a sense of aloofness.

Everyone is waiting for Song Eun Suk.

And Song Enshuo came here alone this time.

When he was led to the reception room by the police comrades, he still thought that this matter is unlikely!

However, when he walked into the reception room and saw Liang Xiaoqi sitting there with his own eyes, he was completely shocked!
she……

It's still the same as it was back then, even brighter and more charming than before!
"Mr. Song." The policeman stood up and looked at him: "Mr. Song, come and sit down, because your ex-wife, Ms. Liang Xiaoqi, was rescued from a deserted island 13 years ago, and now you need to sign here to prove it for her, and then We will re-open her account again."

　This is today's chapter 8~ and, ouch~ I will continue to write, er, I am a hardworking bee~
　　
　
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