"Miss Song."

Chu Zheng first met not Mrs. Yu, but the second young master of the Yu family and Yu Wei.

Yu Wei came in from outside the door with a slightly warm smile on his face.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Why is this dog thing here?

Yu Wei had already walked in and said skillfully: "I heard that there were guests coming, but I didn't expect it was Miss Song."

Chu Zheng didn't ask such stupid words as "Why are you here?"

This is the old house of Yu family.

Not only is the old lady of the Yu family living here, but also worshiping the ancestors of the Yu family.

Chu Zheng's tone was cold and she looked distant when she didn't want to talk to her: "It's not you who I want to see."

Yu Wei smiled: "Then even if I come here without invitation, Miss Song should not be surprised. The old lady is in poor health and comes slowly. I will chat with Miss Song first?"

"There is nothing to talk about." Chu Zheng had a cold face and did not intend to give face.

Yu Wei sat opposite and sighed slightly: "Ms. Song seems to have a big misunderstanding of me? I don't know where I have been abrupt in Miss Song. Miss Song will give me some advice and I will apologize to Miss Song."

Chu Zheng lifted her eyelids and tickled him: "Yuchen doesn't like you."

Yu Wei was slightly stunned.

Embers don't like him.

So she dislikes herself?

This girl...

"Wei'er." A slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded from outside.

Yu Wei looked outside and then stood up to greet him.

"Old lady."

Yu Wei is not the old lady's child, so he will not call her mother.

The person who came in had white hair on his temples, but his face was well maintained and he didn't look old.

She was wearing a simple blue dress, but she was wearing a necklace that looked valuable around her neck, a good jade bracelet on her wrist, and a string of Buddhist beads in her hand.

Buddhist beads...

Chu Zheng has seen it in the Ember.

Although it looks different, it feels a bit strange if the same object suddenly appears.

"Why is Wei'er here?" The old lady said kindly and had a very peaceful expression.

Yu Wei supported the old lady: "I heard that there were guests, so I came over to take a look, but I didn't expect that I was an acquaintance."

"So that's the case. Do you know each other?"

The old lady nodded at Chu Zheng and Hua Can, and was helped by Yu Wei to sit in the main seat.

"I have met several times. Old lady, then you guys talk, I'll go out first."

Yu Wei seemed to be just here to say hello, and he didn't care what Chu Zheng was doing at all.

The old lady watched Yu Wei leave, then looked at Chu Zheng: "I wonder if you two are?"

"Song Chuzheng." Chuzheng briefly introduced himself.

"I am Hua Can, the old lady is so happy. I suddenly came to disturb me, and the old lady is so happy." Hua Can said much more beautifully.

When the old lady looked at the postures of the two, she knew that Hua Can was not in charge, so she just smiled and turned her eyes to Chu Zheng.

"Miss Song... I don't know you, I don't know what's wrong with you coming here to see me?"

Chu Zheng has never been a cornered person, so Mrs. Yu asked, and she just looked at the topic.

"Do Mrs. Yu still remember what happened twelve years ago."

Twelve years ago...

Mrs. Yu's hand that turned the Buddhist beads suddenly stopped.

After years of experience, the old lady who has seen strong winds and waves is different from those young men. She only paused slightly and returned to normal, making people unable to see anything abnormal.

"Miss Song, there were a lot of things happening twelve years ago. I wonder which one you said?"

"Your son." Chu Zheng said it more clearly.

Chu Zheng saw that something was torn in Mrs. Yu's eyes seemed to be torn apart, but it quickly closed again.

Her face showed sadness and regret: "I wonder why Miss Song came to ask him?"

Chu Zheng put his hands on the sandalwood chair, his eyes full of coldness: "I want to know how he died."

"Since Miss Song comes to ask, you should know that he died unexpectedly." The old lady did not show any other emotions, she still had only sadness.

"Not necessarily."

“…”

Mrs. Yu looked up and although there were wrinkles on the corners of her eyebrows, it was not difficult to see from her facial features that this person must have been a rare beauty when she was young.

There was a lot more emotion in her eyes.

But it is just fleeting and unattainable.

"Ms. Song, the deceased has passed away. There is no need to mention the past. My son has been gone for many years. I am the only woman. Why should Miss Song reveal the scars? Miss Song, please go back."

Old Mrs. Yu directly saw the guests off.

"You killed him?"

Smack-

The Buddhist beads in Mrs. Yu's hand fell to the ground.

Perhaps because the thread was not strong, the Buddhist beads actually scattered all over the floor.

Old Mrs. Yu stared at the Buddhist beads blankly, and each rolled in different directions.

"Sorry." Old Mrs. Yu had a kind smile again: "It's not convenient to entertain you two today, please come back."

"If you don't make it clear today, I won't leave."

Old Mrs. Yu frowned.

"Miss Song, who are you?"

Chu Zheng thought about it and compromised her identity: "Yu Chen's girlfriend."

“…”

Chu Zheng's face turned pale when she saw Mrs. Yu's face.

The word "girlfriend" is very common, and it can only be embers.

Old Mrs. Yu suddenly shouted outside: "Meihua, Meihua..."

Chu Zheng raised her hand and the door that was originally opened was closed with a slam.

Old Mrs. Yu stared at her eyes in shock, not understanding why the door was closed by herself.

"Meihua!"

She screamed several times.

But no one answered her.

Meihua should be not far away, it is impossible to hear it...

Old Mrs. Yu wanted to go to the door, but accidentally stepped on the Buddhist beads on the ground and fell down with a thud.

The cold ground seemed to have a cool air, running straight into her body.

Old Mrs. Yu covered her ankles and could no longer stand up.

She endured the piercing pain from her ankle and looked to the side.

The girl sitting next to her, with her fingertips on the back of the chair, tapping her hands one after another, and her posture was indescribable and casual.

The hall was quiet, and the sound seemed clear, and it penetrated into my ears and rolled to the bottom of my heart.

Old Mrs. Yu seemed to be able to hear her heart beating wildly.

The girl opened her lips lightly: "Old lady, don't force me to do it."

"You...you..."

Mrs. Yu was so angry that she trembled and pointed at Chu Zheng. It was not so much for a while.

His face turned from red to blue, and then from blue to white.

Hua Can covered her face from behind.
To be continued...