Seeing that Lao Wang didn't say anything, she acquiesced that Lao Wang agreed to let her come to the door in person, so she called a servant.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, go into my room and take out the envelope from the drawer." Inside the envelope was a check from Mr. Sheng, because Song Weiyi had an accident, so Fu Zining did not dare to use the five million .

"By the way, take out the red jewelry box on the dressing table as well." It was a birthday present from Sheng Lao to Rong Jingan, and it had been left there for several days.

By the time Mrs. Zhang took out the things and delivered them to Fu Zining, it was already two minutes later.

Fu Zining's rationality is very clear, and she knows that her actions will definitely anger Sheng Lao.

But for her daughter, she has no choice.

No matter what, she wouldn't want to watch her daughter jump into the fire pit, she was a daughter who was raised like a flower and like a jade.

"These things, first trouble Mr. Wang to Mr. Sheng, I will definitely come to the door tomorrow to apologize." Fu Zining forced a smile on his face.

However, Lao Wang glanced at the things in her hand with a cold expression.

Then, I just glanced at it, without any intention of taking it.

"Mr. Wang?" Fu Zining's hanging heart suddenly plummeted.

Old Wang smiled and shook his head: "If Mrs. Fu is fine, we'll go back first."

Without waiting for Fu Zining's consent, he waved his hand and let those who followed him leave.

"Mr. Wang!" Fu Zining ran behind.

Lao Wang walked faster and faster, and got into the car directly.

Before leaving, he lowered the window of the car. "Mrs. Fu, our master has been in a bad temper recently. It's up to you to decide whether to drink a toast or a penalty."

After all, he directly closed the car window and flew away from Fu Zining's sight.

That afternoon, the news about Sheng Lao and Fu Qishan's wedding in a month spread like wildfire, and it immediately became one of the news that people in this city talked about.

Song Weiyi only found out when the people in the office mentioned it when he was off work.

She thought she had heard it wrong, "Isn't it? That old man, is he really seventy years old?" Song Weiwei added this topic in order to find out.

"Isn't it? What's funny is that the new wife he wants to marry is only twenty-four years old. This age span is unimaginable. It is said that the woman's family is still a little rich. I don't know why she likes Mr. Sheng. You don't hesitate to marry such an old man as Old Sheng at the age of twenty-four." The colleague shook his head and said.

"For what? It's not for the money. Didn't I say, is that old man rich?" Most of the people who work here are ordinary people. They have at most heard of everything in the upper class, and naturally it is impossible to get in touch with it. Pass.

"However, it is said that the Fu family also has a net worth of tens of millions. As for it? This is to sell girls for glory? It's not like us hard-working office workers. Let a 24-year-old girl marry a woman with one foot crossed The old man in the coffin, do you think that girl will agree?"

"That's right, that's right. I don't know what the Fu family thinks."

All of a sudden, the discussion in the office was extremely lively, and everyone's enthusiasm was comparable to that of Pei Yibai who wanted to visit this department.

Song Weiyi finally learned from their conversation that the one who was going to marry Sheng Lao was her half-sister, Fu Qishan.

Later, Song Weiyi did not join in the discussion among colleagues.

She returned to her seat silently, with a mocking smile on her face.

As the little princess of the Fu family, Fu Qishan is naturally not the daughter who was sold for glory as they said.

But in the end, the news that Fu Qishan was going to marry Mr. Sheng came out.

This shows that Sheng Lao is more powerful than she imagined.

Otherwise, the Fu family, who was worth over ten million in their eyes, would not have compromised so easily.

This is what is said in the legend, moving a rock and hitting one's own foot.

Song Weiyi opened the webpage and saw this news. It is estimated that tomorrow, everyone in the streets and alleys will know about it.

She didn't sympathize with Fu Qishan, if it wasn't for them, perhaps everything would not be what it is today.

And Song Weiyi did not forget how he was murdered.

"Everyone is discussing it, why didn't you say it?" Mo Xueying asked her while lying on her desk.

"What are you talking about? I don't know anything. If I say the wrong thing, it will be bad." Song Weiyi blinked and answered innocently.

"That's right, this kind of thing should be regarded as news, and it's enough to pass the eye addiction."

"Yup."

Although Song Weiyi said he didn't care, he was somewhat worried in his heart.

Although Pei Yibai is not the same as what she knew before, but with the identity and status of Old Sheng, can Pei Yibai beat him?

Even the Fu family was easily defeated by Lao Sheng's despotic power.

Song Weiyi had a bitter face, worried about his future.

She is not a disaster, and she doesn't want to cause any disputes, but the last time Mr. Sheng was beaten like this by her, it is absolutely impossible not to hold grudges.

I'm afraid that during this period of time, he is still busy recovering and has no time to trouble her.

If it's just an old man, the only thing Song has to do to subdue him is a matter of minutes.

But if several young bodyguards confronted her, Song Weiyi estimated that they would subdue her within five moves.

Although I don't want to admit it, it's the truth.

No matter how powerful she is, she can't be a match for professional bodyguards.

"Wei Wei, why are you frowning? What are you thinking?" Mo Xueying's words interrupted Song Weiyi's contemplation.

Only then did I realize that everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, and did not continue the topic just now.

Song Weiwei smiled dryly, "I'm wondering how long it will take to get off work."

"There are still twenty minutes, it will be soon. Are you free tonight? I want to go shopping, how about we go shopping?"

Song Weiyi was stunned for a moment, "Why did you say it at this time?"

"Is there anything wrong with saying it at this time?" Mo Xueying asked back.

"Oh, I mean, I have something to do when I go back today, or tomorrow."

Mo Xueying nodded and agreed, without thinking about it.

Song Weiwei muttered, she didn't make an agreement with Pei Yibai in advance, if she suddenly said that she went out shopping, he wouldn't even have dinner when he returned.

In the evening, we had dinner.

Song Weiwei said to Pei Yibai casually: "By the way, husband, I seem to have seen a report about my sister today."

Except for the almost collision last time, Song Weiyi is safe in the company, and he has become a lot more courageous.

Even facing Pei Yibai now, she was not guilty anymore.

"Huh?" Pei Yibai responded calmly.

"It seems that my sister is going to marry Mr. Sheng. Is it true?" Song Weiyi opened his eyes wide, unable to hide his surprise.

"Since it's all on the news, do you think it's fake?"

Who would joke about marriage? Pei Yibai curled his lips lightly, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear.