Several men in blue and gray shirts were the same people in the gambling house who asked for accounts at Song Ping's house in Lotus Village yesterday.

The man at the head is Zheng Qingshan, who has talked to Song Yihuan.

Zheng Qingshan looked very surprised when he saw Qi Shu dressed in white.

Qi Shu's facial features are profound, at first glance he is not the appearance of the Central Plains, he is dressed in white like an immortal, for people who have been mixed in the gambling house all the year round, it is like seeing an immortal.

However, after noticing the young man sitting in the wheelchair he was pushing, Zheng Qingshan and several brothers behind him were already with straight eyes.

The young man's eyebrows are picturesque and good-looking, and his sickly face can't be hidden, his handsome and extraordinary face.

Under the other party's pair of peach blossom eyes, the good-looking lying silkworm was slightly bulging due to illness, and it looked very lazy.

The sickly look on his face made him even more distressing.

Elegant and refined, not dyed by the world, such good-looking teenagers can't find amazing adjectives they can't find.

Zheng Qingshan and the others looked at the sickly look on the young man's face and the wheelchair he was sitting in, and couldn't help but show pity in their eyes.

It is a pity that such a good-looking and outstanding young man with an extraordinary temperament should be reduced to a wheelchair.

Qi Shu pushed Chu Shuolan to the main seat, and he stood aside to take in Zheng Qingshan and the others, looking at the young man in the wheelchair, and couldn't help but show a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The pity in the eyes of these people was a mockery for Chu Shuolan.

Although the time spent with the other party is short, the Chu Shuolan that Qi Shu understands is definitely not someone who can be pitied.

Sure enough, when Chu Shuolan noticed the look of pity in the eyes of Zheng Qingshan and the others, his thin lips couldn't help but hook a cold smile.

"I heard that you have something to come to the door, I don't know why?"

There was indescribable coldness and indifference in the voice.

Zheng Qingshan finally knew what they were doing here when he noticed the alienation of the young man and the invisible coercion that was all around him.

He hurriedly bowed his head and said, "This son, a few of our brothers took the liberty to come to visit, and they also wanted to find out one thing. ”

As early as when Chu Shuolan came out, Ming En quickly came to stand behind him.

Looking at Zheng Qingshan and the others, he said directly: "Say everything you have to say, our son-in-law is sick and has no time to delay time with you." ”

When Zheng Qingshan heard this, he said with a smile on his face: "We just want to ask, is the Li Mansion married to the daughter of a family surnamed Song in Lotus Village, named Song Ping?"

This is a matter of the brothers' jobs and the family's food and clothing, so the brothers bothered rashly, and I ask your forgiveness. ”

When Chu Shuolan heard this, his eyebrows furrowed tightly on his good-looking face.

He glanced at Ming'en, who was also confused.

Ming'en's little face was full of tangled colors, as if there was still a suddenness.

asked Zheng Qingshan in a good voice: "My son-in-law is indeed married, but he is not the daughter of the Song family in Lotus Village, but the daughter of Mr. Song, the teacher in the town, are you mistaken?" ”

Zheng Qingshan and the others' faces changed, especially Zheng Qingshan, who frowned at Ming En and said, "Wasn't it a man named Song Ping who brought his daughter Song Qianqian to visit yesterday, saying that he was married to the Li Mansion?" ”

Obviously, Song Yihuan told him this, could it be that he was deceived?

At this moment, Zheng Qingshan has not yet figured it out, and the Mr. Song that Ming En said is Song An, who talked to him yesterday.