Lu Yanzhi frowned.
How could Song Qingyu be in Kyoto? She doesn't have a good relationship with her family.
Picking up the phone, Lu Yanzhi dialed Qianye's number.
"Is Song Qingyu here?"
The person who answered the phone was Xu Ma, who had been in the Lu family for more than 20 years.
She answered almost without thinking, "Yes."
Lu Yanzhi narrowed his eyes.
It seems that Chen Zhou really saw it wrong.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yanzhi replied to Chen Zhou.
【Song Qingyu is in Qianye.】
Chen Zhou: “???”
No way?
Does that back figure really look like Miss Song?
Could it be that Miss Song has a twin sister?
Lu Yanzhi's second message came one after another.
[Have you finished your meeting with Gu Hanxing? What did he say?]
Chen Zhou immediately returned to work: [Mr. Gu was very satisfied and said there was no problem. We can sign the contract on Thursday.]
Lu Yanzhi looked at the news of Chen Zhou coming, and a faint smile finally appeared on his indifferent face.
Gu Hanxing was originally the successor of the Gu family in Kyoto, but because he had a car accident three years ago and his legs were disabled, he has become a useless person that everyone avoids.
But he chose to cooperate with Gu Hanxing.
Because Gu Hanxing is not a waste.
He will definitely achieve great things in the future.
The most important thing is that after finishing this collaboration, he can finally take a vacation and accompany Song Qingyu.
I'm going to Kyoto on Wednesday.
After Lu Yanzhi sent the message, he gently closed his eyes, with a slight curve at the corners of his lips.
…
Kyoto.
Song family.
Upon learning that Song Qingyu and Gu Hanxing would be able to get their marriage certificate on Friday, Zhang Lan finally felt relieved.
"Qingyu, now that you're getting married, the room full of antiques your father left you..."
Song Qingyu was peeling an apple. Upon hearing this, she stabbed the sharp tip of the knife into the flesh and said, "That's the dowry my father left me."
Zhang Lan looked embarrassed.
Xu Jiaojiao, who was standing by, started to yell in dissatisfaction.
"Although it was left to you by your father, it is joint property of the couple. According to the law, half should belong to my mother. Since you are getting married, you should return my mother's half to our family!"
Song Qingyu gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.
Zhang Lan pulled Xu Jiaojiao.
Xu Jiaojiao had no intention of stopping: "Besides, those antiques are useless to you. You have so many antiques, but Lu Yanzhi still doesn't like you. In the end, you can only marry Gu Hanxing, a loser, in disgrace!"
"Jiaojiao!" Zhang Lan was anxious.
Song Qingyu, however, loosened the hilt of the knife. She looked at Xu Jiaojiao with a forced smile, "Marrying a loser like Gu Hanxing really isn't challenging at all. Lu Yanzhi is still more interesting. I think I should go back to City A."
Xu Jiaojiao was stunned and didn't dare to speak.
Song Qingyu slowly stood up and looked down at the mother and daughter who looked similar. "Those antiques are the dowry my father left me. They are also the only relics he left me. Anyone who dares to covet them will end up like this apple—"
Puff——
The sharp blade pierced through the flesh, revealing the sharp tip.
Zhang Lan and Xu Jiaojiao watched this scene with horror.
It wasn't until Song Qingyu had been gone for a long time that Xu Jiaojiao finally came to her senses.
"Mom, look at her..."
Zhang Lan gently stroked his daughter's hair, his tone soothing but cold: "Don't worry, I will definitely get those antiques back!"
Song Qingyu drove the car and raced around the villa for several laps, but her heart still ached and she felt suffocated.
It wasn't because her mother teamed up with her stepsister to steal her dowry.
Instead, I feel sorry for her father. Why did he fall in love with Zhang Lan when he was young?
Her father was originally a cultural relic restorer at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
He is proficient in the restoration of ancient calligraphy and paintings, watches, various utensils... and can be said to be an all-round talent.
Although such talents may not become rich, they can definitely live a good life.
Can……
Zhang Lan looked down on her father's job and thought he was just a mechanic.
He had to go into business.
Although my father didn't like social interactions, he quit his job and went into business for Zhang Lan.
He is smart and down-to-earth, and he soon made a name for himself in the antique business.
later.
As the Song family's business grew bigger and bigger, he had less and less time to go home.
The last time Song Qingyu saw him was on the white bed in the hospital.
Father Song held her with his skinny hands, "Qingyu, those antiques are all yours. Remember, they are for you. Never...never give them to anyone! Including your mother!"
Song Qingyu didn't understand what her father meant at that time.
It was not until the seventh day after Song's father's death that she met Xu Tiancheng and Xu Jiaojiao.
Only then did she finally find out that while her father was working hard outside to make money, Zhang Lan had long been unable to bear the loneliness, and had an affair with Xu Tiancheng, and even gave birth to a daughter.
All the family fortune her father had saved was given to Zhang Lan.
The only thing that was kept tightly in Song Qingyu's hand was the antiques in the villa.
Brought from the north to the south, and brought back from the south.
That was the only thought her father left her, and she would keep it even if it cost her life!
bite--
A text message popped up.
It was sent by Gu Hanxing.
Song Qingyu withdrew her thoughts.
[Let's meet at the entrance of the Helian Hotel on Wednesday night.]
Helian Hotel is where Song Qingyu lives now.
She frowned: [Didn't we get the marriage certificate on Friday?]
When Gu Hanxing looked at the text message, he could imagine Song Qingyu's look of disgust, and the smile on his lips deepened a little.
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