"But I think Miss Song is doing well and is about to treat this place as her place." The man took back his eyes and continued to drink the soup. His slender and fair fingers pinched the spoon of white porcelain, making his whole hand look like white porcelain.

"You asked me to come, just want to tell me this?"

The man put down the spoon, put down the soup bowl, and turned around.

The appearance of Chu Zheng was reflected in the Mo Tong. He stepped closer to Chu Zheng, and the distance between the two continued to shorten.

Until you face to face, you can feel each other's breathing.

The man slightly staggered the cheeks, missed Chu Zheng's cheeks, and sniffed the tip of his nose gently.

"Miss Song's smell is a little familiar."

“…”

The man's lazy voice continued to sound: "That night... was Miss Song?" The person who beat him was about the same figure as her, but he was not sure.

Chu Zheng calmed her face: "Which night?"

Want to cheat me!

No way!

The man was slightly silent, then stood up and opened the distance from Chu Zheng.

"What's your name?"

"Song Chuzheng."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Ms. Song is really honest."

"Um."

I'm such an honest person!

Good people like this can't be found.

Both of them actually know it well.

Chu Zheng was outside the golden sunshine before, and what she said was to ask him to check it out.

Let him know that the person sent by the Song family was not Song Yanran.

"The Song family used you to replace Song Yanran. Do you resent them?" The man put his fingertips on the stage, his eyes looking out through the window: "You are also the daughter of the Song family. You should have lived the same life as Song Yanran, but after more than ten years in the countryside, you were sent here when you came back. Miss Song, are you resentful?"

Chu Zheng's tone was cold: "No."

The man looked back with a little curiosity and inquiry: "Why?"

Chu Zheng: "No need."

That was the original owner's life, not hers.

Why did she resent?

As for whether the original owner was resentful or not, how could she know?

"Do you resent me?" the man asked again, "Do you resent me to lock you up here?"

"I'll leave if I want to." Chu Zheng raised her eyes, faced his gaze, and looked straight in a humble and arrogant manner: "You really think you can keep me."

The girl's voice is clear and every word is very ordinary, but when combined together, it reveals arrogance for no reason.

"Oh?" The man's tone was slightly longer, and Mo Tong narrowed slightly: "Why didn't Miss Song leave?"

There are bodyguards inside and outside the villa.

If he really can't even watch a little girl, he has to mention it.

Chu Zheng was confident: "It's very good here, there is food and drink, and someone to serve him, so why should I leave?" In addition to the inconvenience of doing things, I have to climb the wall.

But it's not a big deal.

For the convenience of the previous article, it is also OK to overcome the wall-blocking.

The boss doesn't care about these little details.

“…”

"Sir." Uncle Bai knocked at the door twice.

The two seemed to have something to say, Chu Zheng didn't need to be driven away by others, so they left by themselves.

Ember stared at the girl's back and put his fingers on his lips thoughtfully.

Uncle Bai closed the door and walked in: "Sir."

"She really lived in the countryside for more than ten years?"

Uncle Bai was stunned for a moment before he realized that Yu Chen asked Chu Zheng.

"Yes." Uncle Bai said.

Yuchen asked slowly: "Do you think she is like someone who has lived in the countryside for more than ten years?"

“…”

Not like it!

When Miss Song first came, she cried and made a fuss and had a bad mental state. However, from the perspective of temperament, Miss Song at that time was indeed like a person who had lived in the countryside for more than ten years.

But since the Miss Song committed suicide for the second time.

Her temperament changed.

Even a real wealthy daughter may not have the temperament of her.

"Sir, you suspect her..."

Uncle Bai also suspected that he had been dropped before.

But this person has been under his nose, how can he lose his bag? The hospital had no problem with the previous examination, and he was indeed alone.

"interesting."

The embers lowered their eye feathers, pinched the spoon with their fingertips, and stirred the soup inside: "What's the matter."

"Sir, you are injured. Are you still going there?"

"Go, why not?" Yu Chen said casually: "If they don't go, they thought I was dead."

Uncle Bai was a little worried about Yu Chen's injury, but he couldn't stop what the husband decided, so he asked tentatively: "Then Miss Song?"

"Pick her up for a good look."

"……yes."

-

Chu Zheng looked at the dresses and jewelry delivered to her room.

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Bai still looked the same: "Miss Song, Mr. will take you to a banquet tonight, please prepare."

"He takes me there, I'm going?" Chu Zheng leaned against the dressing table: "Why?"

“…”

Why?

Uncle Bai was a little confused by this question.

As a gentleman, who do you really want to bring to attend? What else can you do?

It’s considered reserved if you don’t pay it back.

Now Ms. Song actually asked why...

He never expected that there would be such a problem!!

It’s so difficult for the butler!

"Miss Song is ready." Uncle Bai smiled and nodded, then quickly exited the room.

Chu Zheng is not interested in attending any banquet.

Of course I won't prepare anything.

So when I was about to set off, Chu Zheng was still sitting on the sofa, reading with her legs raised.

"Miss Song, are you ready?"

"I didn't say I was going." Chu Zheng flipped over a page of the book.

“…”

If Chu Zheng had a fight with him, Uncle Bai might have some idea.

But Chu Zheng sat quietly and couldn't do anything, and Uncle Bai didn't know what to do.

Uncle Bai couldn't do anything to Chu Zheng, so he withdrew and went upstairs to report to Yu Jin.

Yuchen did not ask Uncle Bai to come again, but came here in person.
To be continued...