Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 482 is a gentleman

He raised his eyebrows and said again: "But if you have time, you can go back to the old house and have a look. I heard that the little girl of the fourth brother's family misses you a lot."

Song Wei's face froze uncontrollably.

The little girl from the fourth brother's family...

She thought about it, and changed her seniority, oh, it should be Lu Qi from the fourth uncle's family.

No, it's not from my fourth uncle's house.

It should be said that it is Lu Qi, the daughter of the fourth room of the Lu family. What is the name of the fourth uncle? She has nothing to do with the Lu family for a long time.

Shen Chuan quickly left with the child in his arms, and the men in black he brought on the deck also retreated one after another.

When the crowd dispersed, Xia Weiwei glared at Song Weiyi fiercely, then smiled triumphantly: "Song Wei, so what if you want evidence? I was able to gain all the trust of Brother Chuan. Back then, Qiao Wan couldn't win us. It is even more impossible for you, a bystander, to defeat us!"

"You?" Song Wei hehe.

Xia Weiwei's expression froze, "What are you laughing at? A loser, just a lost dog, poor and happy?"

She raised her eyebrows, condescending, and looked at Song Wei with disdain.

Song Wei still kept a smile on her lips, and said in a neutral tone: "Are you sure it's you? Who are you? Your sister Xia Nian?" She suddenly chuckled, lifting Xia Weiwei's chin, "Are you sure you are with Is Xia Nian in the same group?"

Xia Weiwei's face paled, "What do you want to say?"

Song Wei took a step forward, leaned into Xia Weiwei's ear, and whispered: "Xia Weiwei, did your sister Xia Nian have a car accident that year, did it really have nothing to do with you?"

In an instant, Xia Weiwei's face turned pale.

"You, what do you know?" She looked at Song Wei in disbelief and even fear.

Song Wei slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly: "I know everything, so I should ask Miss Xia what you have done."

After she finished speaking lightly, she stopped looking at Xia Weiwei's pale face and turned to leave.

After she left, Xia Weiwei kept shaking her head with a pale face, looked at Song Wei's back, and murmured like crazy: "No, no one will know, no one will know..."

No one knew that her own sister was killed by herself.

Qiao Wan is just a scapegoat.

No one knows that she still loves Shen Chuan, to the point of madness, to the point where her relatives do not recognize her, so much so that she even kills her own sister...

Song Wei didn't want to understand the grievances and hatred between the two sisters of the Xia family.

She doesn't care about these things that have nothing to do with her.

She walked to the other side of the deck, and the wet and cool river wind blew on her face again. The metal surface of the mobile phone she held in her hand also penetrated the coldness of her fingertips.

The staff was still following her, and she was playing with her mobile phone, leaning against the railing of the deck.

"Whose phone is this?" she asked.

The staff immediately said: "It's a gentleman."

Sir... In fact, she already recognized this thing in her heart, but she just wanted to ask.

The mobile phone is the same, and the password is still the same. After so many years, he still hasn't changed these.

Lu Chengchen is a bit nostalgic.

In fact, she discovered his advantage a long time ago. He has a lot of things that have been used for a long time and are easy to use. Even if the surface is not good, she will not replace it.

He is not like some people who are always looking for novelty. Things are not broken yet they are changed again and again.

There was in him the frugality of an old cadre.

Song Wei handed the phone to the staff and said quietly, "Give it back to him."

The staff took it, said thank you, and left in a hurry.

The river breeze was slightly cool, Song Wei leaned against the wind against the railing, looked at the sparkling river surface under the moonlight, and suddenly smiled.

It's just that the eyes are a bit mocking.

(End of this chapter)