It's Alma.
Lu Ang followed behind her.
Facing Alma's complaints, Lu Ang still smiled gently.
Whenever Song Qingyu looked at that face, she would always think of Lu Yanzhi.
When I think of Lu Yanzhi, I naturally think of his gentle side in front of Lin Qinxue.
"Song," Alma saw Song Qingyu, as if she had found a life-saving straw, and strode over. "When did you arrive?"
Song Qingyu raised her eyes and saw Lu Ang looking at her.
There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
She felt a little uncomfortable: "I just arrived. This manor is quite big. I'm going out for a walk."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Outside the living room is the garden.
Because the garden is so large, there is no fence around it.
Song Qingyu could see the car parked outside the garden at a glance.
That is Gu Hanxing’s Bugatti.
There were several cars parked next to the Bugatti.
It's probably from Alma or Luang.
But what she didn't know was.
At this time, in the white car opposite, Fu Cheng, who was lying down, sat up suddenly with a telescope in his hand.
He focused the camera on the woman in front of the house.
Keep zooming in, zooming in...
The woman's face finally became clearly visible.
Surprisingly, it was Song Qingyu!
Fu Cheng slapped his thigh excitedly and quickly took a photo and sent it to Lu Yanzhi: "I told you, Song Qingyu faked her death to secretly convince your father to agree to your marriage. Look, another piece of evidence! Do you know where this is?"
Lu Yanzhi's message came quickly.
【Don't talk nonsense.】
Fu Cheng: “…”
He had no choice but to say, "Song Qingyu even found out about the home of the girl your father is pursuing. She's amazing!"
This sentence is sincere.
Lu Yanzhi felt complicated when he saw the text sent by Fu Cheng.
moment.
【address. 】
Fu Cheng was stunned: "You have already arrived in Country R?"
Lu Yanzhi did not answer and sent two more words.
【address. 】
Fu Cheng: “…”
Outside the house.
Song Qingyu stood in front of the rose garden.
The rose that is flamboyant in the daytime now seems covered with a layer of silver gauze under the gentle moonlight, becoming hazy and mysterious.
A gust of wind blew by, and the rich fragrance of flowers mixed with the fresh scent of soil penetrated into the nostrils, making people feel instantly refreshed.
However, at this moment.
A figure stopped silently behind Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu looked at the shadow cast and said lightly: "Mr. Lu."
Looking back, it was indeed Lu Ang.
Lu Ang smiled at her: "Miss Song is indeed smart, no wonder Yanzhi likes you so much."
When Song Qingyu heard Lu Yanzhi's name for the first time, her mind exploded.
She looked at Lu Ang warily: "Who are you?"
Lu Ang laughed: "Don't you know?"
Song Qingyu shook her head.
Lu Ang laughed even louder: "Okay, then I'll introduce myself again, Lu Ang, Lu Yanzhi's father."
Song Qingyu took a step back.
I couldn't believe that the man in front of me was Lu Yanzhi's father.
Although the two people look very similar, Lu Yanzhi and Lu Ang give people completely different feelings.
One was so cold, as if it was fished out of an ice cellar.
Lu Ang gives people the feeling of being more like an old fox.
Behind the smile, there is a sharp knife.
Moreover, he looked so young, probably only in his early forties.
"Miss Song, you don't believe me?" Lu Ang laughed. "No wonder. Although you and Yanzhi have been together for four years, we have never met. That brat and I don't have any photos together. For a moment, I really don't know how to prove my identity to you."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something: "No, we have a family photo."
A few seconds later.
Lu Ang pushed the phone in front of Song Qingyu: "Look, this is me, this is Yanzhi, Xu Jing and Yunzhi, you have seen them before, you should be able to recognize them."
Song Qingyu's gaze suddenly fell on the girl standing next to Lu Yanzhi.
The girl had pretty features and a very clean temperament.
His facial features and eyebrows don’t look like Lu Ang or Xu Jing.
If I'm not mistaken, this girl must be Lu Yunyao who has been dead for seven years.
"Now, can you confirm my identity?" Lu Ang put away his phone and asked Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu finally came back to her senses. She looked at Lu Ang and said, "Who you are has nothing to do with me."
"Why is it okay?" Lu Ang blocked Song Qingyu's way. "Although I have always been indifferent to Yanzhi's affairs, I know that you like Yanzhi very much. In this case, we can make a deal."
Song Qingyu frowned in disgust.
"Xu Jing doesn't like you and has been trying to stop you and Yanzhi from being together. As long as you help me win over Alma, I will agree to you being together. How about it?" Lu Ang was full of confidence.
He felt that Song Qingyu would definitely agree to him.
However, Song Qingyu just looked at him sympathetically.
As the head of the richest family in City A, he has seen all kinds of looks.
There is envy, jealousy, and hatred, but no sympathy.
"What do you mean?"
Song Qingyu blinked.
She just suddenly thought of Lu Yanzhi.
It is said that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked.
Lu Yanzhi's habit of playing both sides must have been inherited from Lu Ang.
"Lu Yanzhi knew I was in Country R. Did you tell him?"
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