The evil sister-in-law dressed as a yandere boss

"Then?"

"after…"

"I didn't know anything about it after that." Song Mingyu was very upset because he knew nothing about it. He remembered that his eldest brother used to love him very much and always secretly bought him toys and cakes when he went out.

And he...

After everything happened to his eldest brother, he could still be a playboy with peace of mind.

He is so damned!

He had a sad face and changed his expression several times. Finally, he clenched his fists and said to Pei Qing, "I must find out the truth and restore my brother's innocence."

Pei Qing always kept an expression on her face. When he finished speaking, she patted Song Mingyu's shoulder calmly and comforted: "We are together."

With motivation and the beauty's encouragement, Song Mingyu felt full of strength.

"it is good."

"Not good?" Mrs. Song frowned: "What's not good? I said you are such a grown-up, it's time to get married."

Song Mingyu was still thinking about Pei Qing. Suddenly he heard Mrs. Song's words. He was stunned for a moment and then asked: "What marriage? Who is getting married?"

"Of course it's you!" Mrs. Song said, "The young lady from Yuan Yuan's family is beautiful, gentle and dignified. She is a good girl, and she is perfect for you..." Mrs. Song said a lot of good things about Miss Zhang.

"I won't go, I don't like Miss Zhang!" Song Mingyu refused. He had always been trustworthy, and Mrs. Song had always gone along with him in the past, but this time, Mrs. Song's attitude was very tough.

"No, marriage is a matter of great importance. It's my parents' orders, and the matchmaker's words. You must listen to me on this matter."

Mrs. Song stared at Song Mingyu, feeling uneasy in her heart. She was worried that Song Mingyu would do something stupid because of Pei Qing, who appeared out of nowhere.

It was precisely because she knew about Pei Qing that Mrs. Song was anxious to get Song Mingyu married.

She would not allow her younger son to follow in the footsteps of her elder son.

"I just don't like her, and I will never marry her!"

Song Mingyu was pampered and grew up, and he didn't care about Mrs. Song's thoughts. He went out angrily.

Mrs. Song's chest hurt in anger, but in the end she just sighed heavily. Song Mingyu secretly went to Brother Guan's yard, but was stopped before he even got close.

"Second Young Master, is something wrong?"

Song Mingyu looked at the man in front of him and vaguely remembered that he was an old man in the courtyard.

"Of course..." Song Mingyu was a little nervous, but still pretended to be calm and said, "I want to see my eldest brother."

"The eldest young master just took medicine and went to sleep. Is the second young master okay?" the old servant asked with a cold face.

Song Mingyu narrowed his eyes: "Is my eldest brother really asleep?"

The servant said: "Sleep."

Song Mingyu had no choice but to leave first. He asked the boy to lure away the servant guarding the door. The boy was scared to death.

"My young master, please spare my life. If my wife finds out, I'm afraid my life will be lost."

Song Mingyu threatened: "If you don't go, your life will be dead now."

The boy couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.

After the servants were lured away, Song Mingyu sneaked in.

He was no stranger to his eldest brother's yard. He used to come here to play often. He walked along the path until he reached the door of the yard, and pushed the door open with trepidation.

The yard is very quiet and clean. There are various flower pots in the corners. The flower seedlings in the flower pots are growing very well, and they are obviously taken care of carefully.

Song Mingyu was slightly surprised, but also relieved. He saw a person sitting on a wicker chair under the tree. Just as the servant just said, the person was asleep, with long hair covering half of his fair face...

That was a person Song Mingyu was familiar with. He was a little thinner than he remembered.

While Song Mingyu was observing, Song Mingyi who was sitting on the wicker chair suddenly opened his eyes... (End of this chapter)