Ex-husband became clingy after amnesia

"Aren't you too stingy?" Song Qianxing pouted, not paying attention to Song Jiang's accusation.

"I'm stingy?" Song Jiang was about to be annoyed: "You guys understand, these shares are all mine."

After finishing speaking, Song Jiang ignored them and went straight upstairs.

Except for asking her for something, the family didn't call her when they saw her. Why should she give them the shares in her hand?

But no matter how angry Song Jiang was, Song Qianxing didn't ask for these things.

Pan Qiudi winked at her husband, and Song Qianxing immediately understood.

"You don't know yet, my father is getting married."

Who is Song Qianxing's father referring to?Of course Song Jiang knew.

She couldn't react for a while: "Who?"

"My father, your grandfather." Song Qianxing had some gloating expression on his face: "Why? The old man loves you so much, didn't any of his capable generals tell you about it? It seems that you are in the old man's heart So much for the status."

"Enough." Song Jiang turned his back on the impure family and yelled to stop Song Qianxing from continuing.

Song Jiang knew that Song Qianxing was just trying to stimulate her, so he pretended not to believe and turned to look at them.

But except for money matters, Song Qianxing would hardly lie to her, and there was no need to lie to her. There was no information that could be hidden from the old man.

"You really have nothing to say. Don't you think it's ridiculous to lie to me with such words?"

"We lied to you? I'm sorry, we don't have that leisurely mind."

"What nonsense." After speaking, Song Jiang went back to the room.

As soon as she got back to the room, she immediately called Jesse: "Grandpa is getting married, isn't he?"

"Yes." Jesse's speech rate did not fluctuate.

"Grandpa is getting married, so why didn't anyone tell? I'm not with him, so you all choose to hide it from me, right? Well, very well, who is the girl that Grandpa married!"

Song Jiang suddenly panicked, she had the illusion that her relatives were about to be taken away.

Jessie didn't hide it from her, and said, "It's a Chinese girl, brought back by the old man himself."

"Chinese girl, girl? What's going on with grandpa? Is he bewitched?" Song Jiang's expression was very flustered at this time, with unspeakable anger.

"We don't know about this matter, but I can tell you that the girl is only five or six years older than you."

Song Jiang couldn't control the expression on his face now, it was so ferocious: "Buy me a plane ticket, I want to go back to England!"

"Miss, the master won't let you go back for the time being, so you can stay in China first, and the master will send someone to pick you up after the wedding."

"Why don't you let me go? Are you afraid that I will mess things up?" Song Jiang was about to lose her mind now, and she walked around the room anxiously, questioning Jesse.

"Miss, don't worry, don't worry, the master will definitely come to pick you up."

"I don't care, I want to see my grandpa right now! Go buy a ticket back to England!"

But no matter what he said, Jesse just wouldn't let go.

"Are you going to let it go or not?"

Jesse on the opposite side replied her with the previous answer.

The last string pulling Song Jiang's reason broke. If you don't book a ticket for me, I'll buy the ticket myself!

Jesse didn't stop her, but just said, "Miss, you can do whatever you want."

Song Jiang frantically packed his luggage, and finally slumped down on the ground.

Since her grandma passed away, her grandfather has never thought of continuing the series. Where did this "girl" suddenly appear to make her grandfather so excited?
Jesse hung up the phone and glanced at the news with a smile.

"Song Zhichen, a rich local Chinese in the UK, recently got married. The identity of the bride is mysterious. I don't know who it is."

The corners of his mouth curled up.

Of course, this matter was also known to Luo Qingchen: "What? Mr. Song is getting married?"

Luo Qingchen was a little surprised, and then began to laugh: "Is Mr. Song going to do something like an old cow eating young grass?"

"Don't underestimate Mr. Song, we still don't even know who the bride is at the wedding? It is said that Mr. Song brought it back from China with his own hands." Gu Tingbei said in a deep voice.

The word "personally" is worth pondering.

Luo Qingchen looked at Gu Tingbei in front of him: "Could it be your former secretary? I don't believe she can wrong herself to an old man."

But thinking about the lessons learned by Mr. Li before, Luo Qingchen shut his mouth again.

They are now on the plane to England, and the Song family's invitation has been sent to Gu Tingbei.

After all, it hasn't been completely torn apart. If you don't go, you will be caught instead. Gu Tingbei and Luo Qingchen will fly to England together.

Luo Qingchen was also curious about what was going on, and after arranging everything properly, he and Gu Tingbei got on the plane to England.

When Luo Qingchen mentioned Li Bingmei just now, the two of them remained silent. It might be possible, but would Master Song take a liking to that kind of woman?

As far as Gu Tingbei knew, Mr. Song didn't judge people by their looks. Who knew what was going on?
In this way, the two flew to the UK all the way, and they rushed to the hotel without even taking a breath after getting off the plane.

Calculated according to the time planned by Gu Tingbei, Mr. Song will hold a wedding the second day after they arrive here, and the fact is the same.

The two of them didn't even have time to relax, and they were about to go to the banquet.

On the other side of the dress, Gu Tingbei's subordinates specially contacted the relevant British staff.

So as soon as they entered the hotel, two exquisite dresses were placed in front of them.

Luo Qingchen smiled: "The preparations are quite complete."

"That's natural. If you don't have all the preparations, how can you go to the banquet? This dress should fit well and be customized according to your figure."

"Are you sure you want to go? Will you not be embarrassed tomorrow?" Luo Qingchen asked.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song didn't ask Song Jiang to come back this time. As long as we don't feel embarrassed, that's fine."

"I don't know what old master Song is thinking." Luo Qingchen looked at the luxurious dress in amazement.

The two of them lived next door, in case Luo Qingchen couldn't find Gu Tingbei for something.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Luo Qingchen had nothing to do, so Gu Tingbei came to the door by himself.

Looking at the man with his bare upper body and eight-pack abs in front of him, Luo Qingchen sighed: "It's late at night, what do you want me for?"

"Come and take a look." Gu Tingbei seemed to have just taken a shower, and the heat emitted from his body seemed to be able to burn people.

"What's interesting about me? I'm almost sleeping, come here."

"Are you sure you want to come with me tomorrow?"