The third son got the order last night to come to Song's house this morning to pick up Shen Hun's mother and son to leave.
Therefore, wait early and be five hundred meters away.
Seeing Shen Hun appearing in the rearview mirror with praise and praise, he was about to get out of the car, but he saw a black Mercedes coming in from the side, flicking its tail and turning around, and finally slipped to a stop on Shen Hun's side.
The car window lowered, revealing the handsome profile of the man.
Song Zhen.
"Get in the car, I'll see you off."
Shen Hou didn't move: "No, I'll pick it up."
Song Zhen felt that she was making excuses: "Why, are you still worried that I will sell you?"
The woman's tone was flat: "You don't have that ability."
"Come up, it's not easy to take a taxi here. It was I who brought you to Song's house that day, and now naturally I should send you away."
Shen Wei hooked his lips, his eyes fainted with deep light: "But it's not me who you should pick up and give away."
It's Song Yu's true confidante and the girl's biological mother-Zhang Man!
Unfortunately, she is already dead.
Song Zhen quickly realized the meaning of her words, and a chill burst into the back of her neck.
"You are very disappointed." He said.
"You don't see much fun either." Shen Hou replied.
The eyes are facing each other, one is faint and dark, and the other is awe-inspiring.
"Mr. Song is definitely not here to send me off specially. If you have anything, you might as well just say it."
The man's eyes were dark: "Are you going to talk like this?"
One sitting in the car and one standing outside
Shen Hou: "If you want, you can also get off the bus."
Song Zhen: "..."
"I thought these are trivial things that don't need to be preoccupied. What does Miss Shen think?"
"Very well, since it's a trivial matter, then keep it as it is. Please Mr. Song to make a long story short, I'm in a hurry."
Song Zhen had seen her sharp teeth a long time ago, but she didn't expect that she would be able to do this after an accident, even worse, especially worse!
Oh, this woman!
"How do you avoid my people who forged your identity information? Or, let me ask you another way, who is behind you using your connections and relationships to help you get things done?"
Shen Hou thought it was funny: "Why do I have to have someone behind me? Can't it be me?"
"You?" The man glanced suspiciously across her face, with a bit of scrutiny and judgment, almost harsh.
It was not that Song Zhen looked down on her, but that he didn't think that most men could not do things that would be done by a woman.
You know, the people he sent out are not the general generation.
If you want to escape the eyes of these "old fritters", and even if they find signs, they can only open one eye and close one eye to fool them. It is by no means money alone.
The most indispensable thing in this world is to suppress people with power, and it is the easiest and should be so.
"Yes, I—" Meeting the man and looking at it, Shen Hou didn't hide, and asked with a smile, "Can't it?"
The man shrugged and said nothing.
However, Shen Hun clearly captured the "disapproval" in his smile.
Song Zhen: "Since you don't want to say, then I won't force it."
Shen Hou: "I said it, but you don't believe it."
"You have to be joking."
"That's sorry, I never make jokes."
The man choked in his throat, angry.
"I'm finished, let's get in the car."
"I said, someone will pick it up, don't bother."
Song Zhen ran out of patience, looked at her deeply, and then sneered: "Do you think that after you have separated from the Song family, you are still the Song family's daughter-in-law who has been praised everywhere? Naive!"
"So, are you angry now?" Shen Hun's tone was flat and unfeeling.