Chapter 43
Pei Yichen looked at the two people who felt strange when they got together, and instinctively told him that Yin Xia and Song Zhaoyan were not just ordinary friends.

This relationship is deeper than ordinary friends, maybe Yin Xia knows something about Song Zhaoyan's past.

Even if he wanted to investigate the internal affairs of the Song family, not many people knew about it, and the outside world didn't know what happened to Song Zhaoyan at all.

Mr. Song's illness may be believed, but it is not easy to obtain evidence.

"At the dinner party, can I join Xiao Xia?"

To drink with other old men?dream.

Wei Cheng is really willing to let the people around him do this kind of thing. He only has status and money in his eyes. A scumbag who is not worthy of Yin Xia likes to take advantage of others.

"Rare visitor."

The people in and out of the dinner party were all well-dressed, all kinds of handsome men and beauties gathered together, at first glance they thought it was an annual meeting of an entertainment company.

As soon as Song Zhaoyan came in, she realized that something was wrong. This private dinner was completely a gathering of young people, and no elders could see it.

Could it be that the purpose of Wei Cheng hosting this dinner is for that fake nightingale to appear?

"Occasionally, I have to learn to relax before taking over the family affairs. I am really busy." Pei Yichen raised his glass and smiled, "Well, I heard that Miss Nightingale is here."

"It's being prepared, it will appear soon, and you must come to participate in tonight's game."

"What's the stake?"

"I just got a car, the latest model, and there are only two in the world."

Standing next to Pei Yichen, Song Zhaoyan listened to Wei Cheng's words, and her affection for Wei Cheng plummeted in her heart. She was a little curious about Wei Cheng before, but looking at it now, she is a rich second generation who has nothing but a face .

What a scum!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Song Zhaoyan wished she could pour the wine in the glass on his face.

But what was the purpose of that fake nightingale pretending to be her?
"Your engagement is really huge, and I can't compare to you next time." Wei Cheng looked at Song Zhaoyan, but saw Song Zhaoyan staring at him coldly.

Thinking of something suddenly, Wei Cheng smiled.

"Hello, Wei Cheng."

"Hello."

Song Zhaoyan raised her glass perfunctorily, then looked at Pei Yichen, "I want to eat something over there, I'm hungry, and I'll accompany you when Nightingale comes."

Seeing Yin Xia who was being entangled by a rich family over there, Song Zhaoyan became angrier the more she looked at Wei Cheng, and she just shook her hand and left.

Yin Xia's alcohol capacity is indeed good, but if she continues to drink like this, she will definitely go to the hospital, and she didn't bring her medicine with her.

"You let go, I'm just drinking, don't touch me!"

"You have already been given up by Wei Cheng, but you are just a dog who is always on call by his side. Why are you being reserved? You look really good-looking, tsk, what's the matter? Is there anything else you don't want? I I like you, that's yours one by one" Song Zhaoyan walked over in high heels, her eyes flashed cold, she stared at the man, pinched the other's wrist, squeezed it hard, and was satisfied to hear the other party cry out in pain.

Seeing people around, Song Zhaoyan let go of her hand, curled her lips into a low smile, "Sorry, I thought men wouldn't be so afraid of pain." You! "

"I'm a weak girl, I advise you not to do anything, otherwise it will be too ugly to be beaten down. This is my friend, and I don't want anyone to bully her."

"What are you? The Song family sold it to the Pei family. Do you really think that engagement banquet can raise your value?"

"Then what are you? The Pei family trampled on something worse than a dog?"

Staring at the man, Song Zhaoyan didn't see any anger on her face, instead she asked mockingly, "Sorry, we don't talk to things inferior to animals and pulled Yin Xia back, Song Zhaoyan looked cold, how dare the rest come forward to stop him.

The man who was screamed out in pain just now by Song Zhaoyan with one hand is notoriously violent, not only has a bad temper, but even knows how to fight.

To be easily pinched by a thin-looking girl and scream out, who knows what Song Zhaoyan's origin is.

"Zhaoyan, you treat me like this..."

"That bastard, I'll make him lose his pants later!"

nightingale?

She had to expose this fake nightingale, she hadn't lost yet.

At both ends of the long table, Song Zhaoyan sat beside Pei Yichen, looking at the other people who were betting, her eyes darkened.

They never play with money, but the things they win are priceless good things, ranging from millions to tens of millions.

Looking at the person in front of her, Song Zhaoyan stared at the table, before speaking for a while.

"When will that nightingale come?"

"How can the finale show up early? It will definitely take a while, but it will be soon."

"Pei Yichen, have you really never seen that nightingale?"

Song Zhaoyan looked at Pei Yichen's expression and couldn't help asking.

She always felt that Pei Yichen's attitude was a bit strange, she had never seen Nightingale before, did she come here just out of curiosity?

That's not too strange, Pei Yichen doesn't seem like such a curious person.

"It's true that I haven't seen it, I just heard that it is a woman."

Knowing that she is a woman, it seems that she knows a lot.

If it wasn't that she couldn't disguise herself as a man, Song Zhaoyan would rather show up as a man, it would be much more convenient, and she could cover it up deeper.

"That's amazing, being able to do so many things."

"It's really great."

Song Zhaoyan laughed softly, took Pei Yichen's hand, approached him and asked in a low voice, "Pei Yichen, you probably like him, right?"

"No, it's just appreciation."

Hearing Pei Yichen's generous admission, Song Zhaoyan felt very uncomfortable, what, what is this, to actually appreciate another identity of her own.

Shrugging her nose and lowering the corners of her mouth, Song Zhaoyan sat upright and looked at the round that had ended.

Just as she was about to get up and go to the bathroom, she suddenly heard a buzzing, and saw a person walking down the stairs, wearing a red dress, exactly the same as when she went to complete the task that day.

Song Zhaoyan's eyes changed, and the other party's words and deeds were actually very similar to her.

It's too abnormal for someone to be able to imitate his own behavior perfectly.

"what happened to you?"

"I..." Song Zhaoyan was about to say something, but shook her head, "It's nothing, I just didn't expect to look like a big beauty."

Pei Yichen noticed that the expression on Song Zhaoyan's face was a bit strange, so he reached out to hold her hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it might be a little cold."

Obviously the air conditioner in the hall was fully turned on, but Song Zhaoyan said it was cold. Pei Yichen glanced around, then turned his head and signaled Jiang Ziyu beside him to get something from the car.

(End of this chapter)

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