Chu Shuolan pushed the wheelchair and came to the table where he had a glass of wine with Song Yihuan just now.

He picked up the wine glass used by Song Yihuan from the table and slowly held it in his hand.

Xu is wine glass still has Song Yihuan's breath left, Chu Shuolan's heart was miraculously calmed down at this moment.

His dark eyes stared at the wine glass in his hand, and his gaze was full of absolute aggression and possession.

It seems that some prey is being targeted by him.

The biological mother is deceased, although there are regrets, Chu Shuolan has no grief.

The biological father compensates, does not feel the slightest, and emotions cannot deceive themselves.

Chu Shuolan had no expectations for the biological father he had never seen, if he had the slightest trace before, he would have disappeared at the moment when he clearly learned of his life experience.

Chu Shuolan felt that it was better to not know his life experience, and all this made him extremely disappointed.

He even had a bad premonition.

The royal power struggle is always fierce and bloody, destined to trample the blood of relatives and climb up.

His biological father sent people to protect him, but how long could he hide it.

When his background is truly revealed, there will be endless troubles waiting for him.

OK......

Luckily, there was someone to keep you company.

Chu Shuolan clenched the wine glass in his hand, the depth of his eyes slowly returned to calm, and his face returned to its former gentleness, and everything did not change.

He slowly let go of his hand and gently lowered the wine glass in his hand on the table.

……

Here, Song Yihuan met Song Ping, Song Qianqian, and Wang Cuihua.

"Shameless slut!"

As soon as Song Yihuan stepped into the door, he heard a sharp female voice scolding.

She glanced up at the person who had spoken.

Song Qianqian was wearing a peach-colored skirt, and when she saw Song Yihuan, she couldn't help but scold.

The other party's face, distorted by jealousy, had heavy rouge gouache marks.

She can be seen to be well-dressed in makeup, but unfortunately she has a good face, which is dressed up and exaggerated makeup, covering up all her advantages.

Looking at the other party's body trembling with anger, Song Yihuan curled his lips and smiled, his smile overflowing with sarcasm and contempt.

In the original plot, Song Qianqian once mocked the original body from above, laughed at her unbearable with a contemptuous gaze, and even killed the original body with a black hand behind her back.

Obviously, she is a fake who borrows someone else's life and impersonates her, but she shamelessly occupies everything, and even the methods are extremely cruel, this woman is not innocent at all.

Song Yihuan stepped into the room and said with a smile: "Who is the slut talking about?" ”

Song Qianqian opened her mouth and answered: "The slut said you!" Shameless! ”

"Oh-" Song Yihuan kept nodding, her voice full of surprise: "It turns out that you are a slut, but my cousin is quite self-aware." ”

Song Qianqian quickly understood, a face full of exaggerated rouge gouache makeup was instantly hideously distorted.

She pounced on Song Yihuan, and opened her hand to scratch her with her nails.

But he was stopped halfway and hugged him directly.

Song Ping was startled when he saw the white tiger coming in with Song Yihuan, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly stopped his daughter and hugged him.

"Ahhh......hh

Wang Cuihua screamed in surprise for the first time when she saw the appearance of Big Baylor, and then quickly hid behind Song Ping.

Song Qianqian also saw the white tiger walking in slowly and leisurely with elegant cat steps.

The other party walked to Song Yihuan's feet and squatted, looking very well-behaved.

Song Qianqian's eyes widened, her eyes showed a look of horror, and there was unconcealed unwillingness and jealousy in the depths of her eyes.