Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 92 Take it easy
Lu Qiang played with the camera sent by Tang Wanran, feeling indescribably comfortable.

While adjusting the angle, he also did not forget to provoke Song Yuening, so that she would get angry in front of the camera and reveal her true face as Tang Wanran said.

"What are you talking about? You have the guts to steal a man behind my brother's back. Are you still afraid that I will record the video now?"

Lu Qiang looked at Song Yuening with disdain and snorted from his nostrils.

"I just want everyone to see what kind of character you are, a free-spirited bitch. My brother steals people before he has passed the first seven years, and you still have the nerve to monopolize my brother's inheritance. Bah!"

Cui Fenglan was afraid that his excitement would reveal the purpose of their trip, so she raised her elbow and gave him a blow.

"Okay, why are you telling her so much?"

Song Yuening looked coldly at the mother and son in front of her. When she heard Lu Qiang's accusation against her, the corner of her lips raised a mocking arc.

"I stole someone? Are you assuming that I can't find any evidence about what happened before? If you insist on worrying about this matter, then fine, I'll call the police now and let's get the police to find out!"

She really didn't know how they had the nerve to say such things.

Back then, weren't they the ones who drugged Lu Sheng and wanted her and Lu Qiang to make a living?
The only good thing is that the mother and son's plot did not succeed.

Although I don’t know who the man who spent the night with me is, it’s better than being stuck in the quagmire of their house for the rest of my life and not being able to get out!

Cui Fenglan was obviously a little guilty, her eyes wandered for a moment, and then she quickly reacted.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Song, let me ask you again, are you willing to hand over the inheritance? Lu Sheng is my biological son. He died early. I, as an old lady, must not look at you. This evil wife is taking over his property!"

Cui Fenglan asked arrogantly, and the harsh words made Song Yuening couldn't help but frown.

She didn't like what Cui Fenglan said about Lu Sheng, not to mention that Lu Sheng's death was obviously doubtful. She now suspected that Lu Sheng was not dead at all.

"You all saw it last time I went to Beijiao Cemetery. Lu Sheng's ashes were gone. This means that he may not be dead, or his death is not that simple."

Song Yuening's expression was calm and her tone was calm and unruffled, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the turbulence in her tone.

"Before I find out the truth of the matter, I will not admit that he is dead, and as his relatives, you should not conclude that he is dead so arbitrarily."

Lu Qiang held the camera in his hand, and the high-definition lens clearly recorded Song Yuening's face at this time.

Her beautiful face was full of determination and seriousness, and her ink-like pupils reflected their figures without any warmth, making people shiver after looking at them.

Cui Fenglan's inverted triangle-shaped eyes were raised, and those slightly cloudy eyes were full of disdain and contempt for Song Yuening.

"Stop pretending here. Do you think I don't know? You just want to use this as a cover to monopolize my son's inheritance. Why are you pretending to be so righteous? If you are really so noble, then take out the money. You don't need it anyway. Give it. It’s perfect for me to use for retirement!”

Cui Fenglan looked at Song Yuening in front of her triumphantly, as if she was sure that she would not refuse.

After all, this was in front of the camera. If she refused directly, wouldn't it be contradictory to what she just said?
When the time comes, she will edit this section and put it online according to Miss Tang's wishes. She doesn't believe Song Yuening can withstand the pressure of public opinion.

Song Yuening's gentle and calm eyes fell on her body, and he said gently and calmly.

"As I said, Lu Sheng may not be dead yet, so strictly speaking, the money cannot be counted as his inheritance."

"If you want, you can wait until I find out the truth of the matter. If Lu Sheng is not dead yet, I will bring him to you and divide the money clearly. But before that, no one can touch him s things."

Song Yuening looked at the dark lens, her eyes firm and unwavering.

"If there are no other problems, please get out of the way. I don't have that much free time to waste on you." After Song Yuening finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Cui Fenglan to speak.

Cui Fenglan looked at her back and immediately stamped her feet with hatred. She put her hands on her hips and cursed on the spot.

"What the hell! Use a chicken feather as an arrow. I shouldn't have let Lu Sheng marry you in the first place!"

If they married an obedient and stable daughter-in-law, the house and inheritance in her name would already be theirs, so why bother with so many troubles?

Lu Qiang watched Song Yuening walk away and looked sideways at Cui Fenglan.

"Mom, can we just let her go like this? The video won't be filmed? Then how can we deal with Miss Tang?"

Cui Fenglan felt angry just looking at him and glared at him fiercely.

"Why are you filming? I'm not angry at all. What's the use of taking longer? I told you to hide the camera before you came here. It's better for you to just show it out!"

Cui Fenglan turned around and walked towards home, still talking about Lu Qiang.

"That person surnamed Song is not a fool. If she sees you taking a video with a camera, will she show off her flaws and film it for you?!"

……

Cui Fenglan and Lu Qiang had almost just returned home, and before they even sat on the sofa to warm up, Tang Wanran called.

Cui Fenglan looked at the phone as if it was a hot potato, and quickly threw the phone into Lu Qiang's arms.

"It's up to you to take care of it, come and take care of it!"

Lu Qiang's game had just started and he answered the phone impatiently: "Hello?"

"How are things going?"

Tang Wanran on the other side of the phone was sitting by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the beautiful scenery in the garden downstairs, thinking that Song Yuening was about to be ruined, and felt extremely happy.

When Lu Qiang heard her voice, most of his impatience disappeared instantly. He raised his head and glanced at Cui Fenglan, who had already fled away, and replied hesitantly.

"Miss Tang, it's like this..."

Lu Qiangyan told Tang Wanran the whole incident in a concise and concise manner, and even sent the video without any editing.

He couldn't help but swallowed when he heard Tang Wanran, who was so silent that only his breathing could be heard.

"Ms. Tang, what should we do now? Should we still upload the video to the Internet as we said before?"

Tang Wanran looked at Song Yuening, who looked calm and calm in the video, and felt that that posture was damn annoying.

"Upload? Yes, you can upload the video now, and then let the majority of netizens see how you coerced the wealthy and attractive people to hand over their inheritance."

When Tang Wanran finally hung up the phone, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Idiot!"

She had never seen such a person who failed to succeed but failed. Fortunately, she did not directly tell these two people that she wanted to cooperate.

Otherwise, all face will be lost in the Pacific Ocean.

(End of this chapter)