My Invincible Twin Babies

"Very important?" Is it important to meet Lin Zimo? Huo Tianhao suddenly became angry. Although his expression remained unchanged, he could feel the pressure around him drop for a moment.

Song Weiyu nodded because he didn't know why.

Huo Tianhao was even more angry. He glanced at Song Weiyu obliquely. "What if I said you were not allowed to work overtime tomorrow?"

Song Weiyu frowned, carefully thought about the recent company's projects, and then seriously replied: "the company's recent projects have entered a stable period, and there is no need to work overtime."

Huo Tianhao was angry and said in a low voice, "what if I asked you to work overtime?"

"Since there is no need to work overtime, there is no need to work overtime. If President Huo asks you..." she hesitated for a while, and then replied, "I'll come back to work overtime after seeing Zi Mo?"

Huo Tianhao said nothing and his face sank.

Song Weiyu suddenly seemed to understand something, squinting and laughing, "Mr. Huo, don't you want me to see Zi Mo?"

"If you want to see me, it's none of my business." Huo Tianhao answered hard, and then went straight into the car. The driver kindly helped Huo Tianhao put his suitcase into the trunk.

Song Weiyu stood in place laughing.

Huo Tianhao said in a cold voice, "what are you doing standing there? Get in the car."

Song Weiyu sat in the back seat and looked at Huo Tianhao with an expressionless face in front. The corners of his mouth had been unconsciously smiling. Although Huo Tianhao's expression is not different from that of peace, song Weiyu can inexplicably feel that his mood is not good at the moment.

Is it because she's going to see Lin Zimo?

Is it... Jealous?

Song Weiyu has an inexplicable expectation. If Huo Tianhao is really jealous of her going to see Lin Zimo, does it mean that the other party really likes him?

Maybe secret love makes people feel uneasy and suspicious. Even an "iron hearted" woman like song Weiyu can't get rid of the curse of secret love. Song Weiyu can think about a little emotion and action.

The next day, when song Weiyu was about to leave work, he packed up his things and prepared to go to the agreed place. The door of the office was knocked three times. She looked up. Huo Tianhao was leaning against the door frame to look at her.

"Ready to see Lin Zimo?" Huo Tianhao's voice was faint and implied a trace of acid.

Song Weiyu stuffed his mobile phone into his bag, turned off the computer, put several pieces of information in his bag and was ready to go: "yes, the time is coming, I'll go first."

The fixed place is a little biased. Song Weiyu has to start as soon as possible.

Huo Tianhao supported his long arm and stopped song Weiyu's way out. "Shall I send you?"

Song Weiyu flexibly dived from his arm. The man had run a few meters away and slowly replied, "no, thank you, President Huo."

Huo Tianhao, with deep eyes, stood in place and watched her enter the elevator.

Song Weiyu left the company, stopped a taxi and rushed to the designated restaurant. When she arrived, Lin Zimo sat with another man in a suit, about 50 years old.

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam. I'm late." Song Weiyu said apologetically.

Lin Zimo helped her open the chair and replied thoughtfully, "it's not late. We came a little earlier."

"Lawyer Lin, I'm song Weiyu." Song Weiyu introduced the middle-aged man present.

The man's face is somewhat similar to Lin Zimo. He has white hair on his temples, but he is very energetic. He smiled and stretched out his hand to song Weiyu: "I've heard Zimo talk about Miss Song for a long time. It's better to see than to hear. Miss Song is really a rare beauty."

"You're joking." Song Weiyu smiled.

The middle-aged man is Lin Shaozhen. Lin Zimo's uncle is a top lawyer in China. Now all the people who can let him answer the lawsuit are famous families. Song Weiyu asked Lin Zimo for help so that Lin Shaozhen would like to see her.

"What case does Miss Song want me to handle?" After a few greetings, Lin Shaozhen asked directly.

Lin Shaozhen's directness won song Weiyu's heart. She took out a thick piece of information from her bag and handed it to Lin Shaozhen. She solemnly said, "I want lawyer Lin to help me get back some of my parents' things."

Lin Shaozhen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't know less about song Weiyu's life experience than Lin Zimo. He knew that song Weidong and his wife had died. When his heart turned, he understood most of them: "do you want to sue your uncle?"

Song Weiyu nodded calmly and said word by word, "I don't lack those things, but they belong to my parents. I don't want them to fall into other people's hands."

After the death of song Weidong and his wife, all the property under their name was forcibly occupied by song Weiping. Even the dowry left by song Weiyu's mother and the jewelry to be left to song Weiyu in the future were left to Li Shumei, who took it away impolitely.

Song Weiyu saw Li Shumei swagger through the market wearing her mother's necklace. In those years, she was unable to grab back what should belong to her parents. Now she can.

She absolutely does not allow it, song Weiping, they suck her parents' blood and live!

Lin Shaozhen was silent for a moment, then opened the information, which was the property collected and sorted out by song Weiping during this period, and then said seriously: "Miss Song, although I want to help you, these evidences are not enough, which can only show that part of the property belongs to your parents, but it is impossible to get it all back."

He closed the information and looked at Song Weiyu with wisdom in his eyes: "I don't think you want to do this only."

Song Weiyu clenched her fingers and her nails were deeply inserted into the meat. Her expression was slightly cold: "indeed, since I want to do it, I'll take it all back."

Lin Shaozhen sighed that it was not possible to check, and then said to song Weiyu, "I know. Next, I will help you collect evidence, but I'm afraid the lawsuit will take a long time."

"Time doesn't matter. I just need to get my parents' things back." Song Weiyu said, his eyes stubborn and persistent.

Lin Shaozhen raised his glass to her, "I appreciate Miss Song's courage."

Song Weiyu curved lips.

Next, the three were not talking about the case, but talked about other things. When the meal was over, song Weiyu took the lead in getting up and saying goodbye to Lin Zimo and Lin Shaozhen.

There was obviously something between their uncles and nephews that she was not suitable to be present.

Song Weiyu knows himself very well.

When song Weiyu left the restaurant, Lin Shaozhen sighed and said to Lin Zimo, who was still looking at Song Weiyu's departure direction, "what else are you looking at when others are gone?"

"Uncle." Lin Zi Mo said helplessly.

"Well, I'll help her. Anyway, I don't like song Weiping. I can't wait for him to suffer." Lin Shaozhen sipped the red wine and said to Lin Zimo, "I can help her, but I can't help you. Even if you like it again, your eldest brother and sister-in-law won't let you marry her."