The Reborn Wife Duofu

Chapter 158 Doubt

"Leng Zhuo, don't you think it's strange? How did the Song couple know that Uncle Song was beaten on the head by my dad?" Yan Songsong thought for a long time, and felt that something was a little strange, so he couldn't help asking Leng Zhuo.

"It's hard to guess, someone should have called to tell them." Leng Zhuo usually sees things quite accurately, so what he says can often hit the nail on the head.

"Someone called them to tip off the news?"

"Who do you think that person might be?" Yan Songsong guessed.

Leng Zhuo shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. But anyway, the person who made the report has bad intentions."

After Yan Songsong heard this, she couldn't help but nodded, but no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't figure out who it would be to deliberately oppose their family.

Originally, Song Zimu didn't care about it anymore.Mother offered to take care of him because of guilt, and Song Zimu's medical expenses for hospitalization this time were also paid by their family.

This is already enough sincerity, but some people deliberately pick things up.

Yan Songsong was thinking about the strangeness of this matter, but he heard Leng Zhuo say.

"I think, I know who it is." Immediately, he pulled Yan Songsong, and the two of them hid their figures.

Then they saw Su Jin walking towards this side with a couple in their fifties who looked like they were from a wealthy family.

As she walked, she said: "Auntie, don't be angry with Zimu. He must have been drugged by that woman. You are his parents. If he doesn't kiss you, who will he kiss?"

Then the Song couple didn't know what to say, and the three of them discussed in a low voice, and walked towards the ward where Song Zimu lived.

But Yan Songsong's complexion changed when he saw Su Jin.

"So she really is a green tea whore."

When Leng Zhuo heard the words "green tea whore", he had a complicated expression on his face, so he couldn't help asking again. "Songsong, what did you just say?"

Yan Songsong didn't notice that he accidentally said a term that shouldn't be said.

He hurriedly said, "It's nothing, it's important that we go down and find my mother."

Leng Zhuo didn't speak, and walked behind Yan Songsong with a complicated expression.

He thought, if he heard and remembered correctly, the term "green tea bitch" was an Internet term in the twentieth century.As Yan Songsong's identity as a country girl in the 80s, it is impossible to know this term, unless she is reborn like herself?
If she was reborn like herself.Many things that he couldn't explain before seemed to be solved easily.

Then how should she face herself.

Did she feel guilty about herself, that's why she stood up when she was framed.

Because she felt sorry for herself and wanted to make up for him, that's why she agreed to get engaged to her?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to panic.

Yan Songsong didn't feel the subtle change in the expression on Leng Zhuo's face at all, and he was still talking about Lin Meiru with her.

They drove aimlessly in the streets and alleys, without making any progress.

The two tossed and tossed for a while, and both were a little tired.

And Leng Zhuo also seemed a little powerless because of a new discovery he had inadvertently made.He was conflicted and tangled in his heart.As soon as he thought that his two lives were in the hands of Yan Songsong, he wished to ask him immediately.

But after all, he is not the old boy in his 20s. Now even if he has doubts in his heart, he is not [-]% sure.

It's still a long time, but observe slowly.

Thinking of this, his mood became much calmer.

Seeing Leng Zhuo sitting there with sweat dripping from his forehead, Yan Songsong couldn't help asking.

"Are you uncomfortable there, or let me take a look for you."

Yan Songsong was about to reach out to grab his arm, but he refused.

"No, I'm fine, I just feel a little stuffy in the car, I'll just open the windows."

After finishing speaking, Leng Zhuo rolled down the car window a little.

Yan Songsong couldn't help but sneezed because of the sudden cold air coming in from the window.

Leng Zhuo put his military coat on her body.

It was the first time for Yan Songsong to cover his coat, and his clothes smelled like him.But with his coat on, she was really at ease, and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but slightly raised.

Leng Zhuo looked at Yan Songsong with a complicated expression, covering his coat with a smile on his face.

The two walked around aimlessly for a while, Leng Zhuo finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked her. "Songsong, think about it carefully, where your mother might go. If she is unhappy, where will she go? We always search aimlessly like this, and there is no way."

Being reminded by Leng Zhuo, Yan Songsong couldn't help but patted her head. In her impatience, she even forgot such an important matter.

So she began to break her fingers and start analyzing.

Seeing her now, Leng Zhuo seemed to have turned into a scheming, innocent 16-year-old girl again, and his mood was even more complicated.

Just listen to Yan Songsong's analysis: "If I am a mother who is in a bad mood and doesn't want to go home, then where would I go?"

After thinking for a while, Yan Songsong's eyes couldn't help but brighten up, and even his voice raised a lot. "I know where my mother might go, where it is, there should be three."

Seeing this belated girl, Leng Zhuo felt that he seemed to be thinking too much, so his voice softened a little, and he said, "Well, tell me."

Yan Songsong began to analyze: "I think the first place my mother might go should be the studio, after all, it is where she works. And the owner of the studio helped my mother, which gave her a sense of trust .”

"She must be in a bad mood now. If she wants to avoid people she knows well, I think my mother will choose to go to the studio."

Leng Zhuo shook his head, and said with certainty: "I think your first point is definitely not true. I think with your mother's character, she will choose a place that has a better impression of her or is very memorable."

Yan Songsong couldn't help but glanced away at him, stretched out his hand and directed: "Turn around the car, let's go to the studio to have a look first."

Leng Zhuo didn't move, but looked at her and said: "No, tell me about the second possible place for your mother to go, and we will go to the second place."

Yan Songsong's stubbornness also came up, "If you don't go to the studio, I won't talk about the second place."

The two stared blankly for a while, and finally Leng Zhuo compromised, but before driving, he reached out and squeezed Yan Songsong's face.

Yan Songsong was directly fooled.

Seeing Yan Songsong's appearance of petrification in an instant, Leng Zhuo suddenly felt in a good mood.

After the car stopped, Yan Songsong got out of the car first and walked into the studio.It happened that Xiaojie was squatting at the door of the studio, scribbling on the white paper with a pen in his hand.

Zhao Zhi also set up a small drawing board for him, and when he drew, he was serious about it.

But he didn't seem to be going smoothly, the black ink was all over his face and hands, he looked like a little cat.

(End of this chapter)