Although confused, Zhuo Weiting still sat in front of the computer and looked up the case according to his father's instructions. Soon, he found the news six years ago.

"Is song Qianshan's wife mentally ill?"

Looking at the words on the computer screen, Zhuo Weiting jumped out of his memory.

It seemed that he had not returned to Zhuo's house ten years ago.

"No, it's a family tragedy. Alas, Ah Wei, check how old the girl was killed at that time. Can you have her picture?"

Zhuo Weiting shook his head. He was not very clear about what happened that year. He only knew that after that, song Qianshan's wife committed suicide.

This time, I only asked my son to marry the Song family's daughter because song Qianshan's wife, who was his first love, asked my son to fulfill a love dream on his behalf, but I didn't expect that I did something wrong this time.

"* * *, why is that dead child like song Laidi?"

Zhuo Weiting enlarged the picture and looked at the familiar outline. He threw the mouse out.

"No, she's not song Laidi. If I guess right, she should be the girl who was abused and 'died' six years ago, but there must be something we don't know."

Zhuo Minghui shook his head. When he proposed to marry song Qianshan, he saw the three daughters of the Song family. That's why he kept staring at Ziyan at dinner.

"Dad, has your subsidy to the Song family been set aside?"

Zhuo Weiting looked at his father angrily. It was really annoying that their father and son were played by song Qianshan.

"Even if you don't marry her, I will help her. This is my compensation to ah Hui. If I hadn't left suddenly, she wouldn't marry song Qianshan. Alas."

Zhuo Minghui sat down in front of the computer and sighed deeply.

"I'll go to song Qianshan tomorrow. He should give us an explanation."

Zhuo Weiting really wants to kill song Qianshan now. He even plays this trick in full view of the public. Moreover, if Dad's guess is correct, the woman who will sleep in his bed is only 19.

At the thought that he had a nasty relationship with a 19-year-old girl, he wanted to kill song Qianshan.

At this meeting, he finally understood why Ziyan said that she was drugged by her sister. Everything was so obvious.

"No, if you can say, she won't be like that today. Ah Wei, ask a private detective to investigate tomorrow. As for song Qianshan, I'll deal with it."

Zhuo Minghui hurriedly stopped his son for fear of doing something wrong.

"What about her? Do I have to pretend to be confused and continue to be husband and wife with her?"

Zhuo Weiting feels like being smashed into a rice field in his face. If such a thing is exposed, how can he manage the company?

"Ah Wei, don't stimulate her. Just treat her as if nothing has happened. No matter what you want to do, even if you want to separate, you have to find out the truth. What's more, you already have the reality of husband and wife. Do you want to be a man who always gives up? No matter what causes you to be together, since you have done it, you should take responsibility."

Zhuo Minghui taught his son.

"Dad, you forced me to marry her. You have to find out. She's only nineteen!"

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