Chapter 67: The Fate of a Stupid Woman

Ji Ruxu stood a few steps away, looking at Song Weilan, who was indignant because he didn't hit him, and laughed.

Song Weilan glared at him: "If you have the ability, just stand and don't run." ”

She was very suspicious that the person in front of her was really the mysterious duke who was rumored to be indifferent and ruthless and famous in the outside world? It's just a very naïve bear child.

"I'm not going to run in bed." Ji Ruxu bent the corners of his mouth, with a deep smile in his eyes, "My hands can't touch the water, wife, otherwise, you can help me wash the bath?" ”

"Shameless bastard, shameless." Song Weilan grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.

How can there be such a brazen person in this world.

Song Weilan returned to the room angrily, with a thick stack of copies of marriage certificates on the dresser, and a jewelry box containing a black rose necklace next to it, Song Weilan sat down in front of the dresser, looking at herself in the mirror in a daze.

"Ruobai, if you don't come back to me, I'll really marry him." Song Weilan put his hands on his cheeks and said to himself.

Outside the window, the rain was much lighter.

Song Weilan walked to the window and closed the curtains.

"Miss, the lord asked me to tell you, he will go out for a while." There was a knock on Chen's mother outside the door.

"Oh." Song Weilan answered lazily, sat down in front of the dresser again, and removed the light makeup on his face.

It's so late, it's raining, what's so urgent? Song Weilan couldn't help but think nonsense, she remembered that she came back with the medicine box before, Ji Ruxu was looking at his phone, his expression was gloomy at that time, his brows were furrowed, and when he saw her coming, he turned off his phone and put it aside.

He swipes the screen, as if scrolling through a photo.

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F City, a private villa in the western suburbs,

Song Qingwan stood alone in the lobby of the palatial villa,

Not long after she sent a photo of Song Weilan and her little white face to the media, she received a phone call saying that the lord wanted to see her.

This is her chance, a chance to take revenge on Song Weilan.

She had been brought here an hour earlier blindfolded, and the man who had brought her had unfastened her blindfold and left, leaving her to wait here, but she had waited so long that no one had come out to receive him.

What does the hell sir? His fiancée cuckolded him, so he wasn't in a hurry at all? She sent the photos to the media, one reason was to take revenge on Song Weilan, and another reason was that she wanted to see the legendary lord.

"I've been waiting." A clear voice came, and Lin Shuo, who was dressed in a straight suit, appeared in the hall.

Song Qingwan looked Lin Shuo up and down: "I want to see the lord." ”

The book door behind Lin Shuo opened, and an old man with gray hair walked out of the room.

"Sir!" Song Qingwan's eyes lit up and she immediately greeted her.

The old man trembled in shock, looked back at the study, and looked panicked: "I, I'm just a villa watcher." ”

The young man's unbridled laughter sounded in the study: "Haha, sir, this stupid woman recognizes the uncle who watched the villa as you." ”

"If she had been smart, she wouldn't have sent the photos to the media."

The voice of another answer made Song Qingwan chuckle in her heart, why is this voice so familiar? And what does he mean by that?

Although it was embarrassing to recognize the wrong person, Song Qingwan didn't forget what she was here for?

She didn't stop, but directly bypassed the uncle who was looking at the villa, and walked to the door of the study, Lin Shuo stretched out his hand to stop her: "If there's anything to say, it's here." ”

"Yes." Song Qingwan held back her emotions and stood at the door and looked in, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was eating with relish on the sofa in the study, and a plate of cut cakes was placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Behind the desk, a man in a black shirt sits with his back to the door, his back looking young......