Dear Mr. Shi

When Song Qinghuan heard the words, he narrowed his smile, and his expression became serious: "It turns out to be true, but..."

She couldn't help but laughed softly again: "Your brother believes what Feng Shui Master said, this makes me feel so supernatural!"

No matter how you look at it, Li Chengyu's indifferent temperament shouldn't listen to the words of a Feng Shui master.

Li Qianze couldn't help himself, and said with a laugh: "Don't let my brother hear, be careful that he fixes you."

Song Qinghuan made a cute face, indifferently.

She asked again: "Your sister is so young and she disappeared in the hospital. How do you find it? Are there any characteristics in your sister? It's like a novel or TV series, there are birthmarks, scars, and the like."

Li Qianze shook his head: "No, there is nothing on her."

Song Qinghuan asked distressedly: "The crowd is huge, how do you find it?"

Li Qianze shrugged: "It's hard to find, so our Li family has spent so much manpower and material resources, but why can't we find it? I want to find my sister in my heart, but my brother wants to find my sister soon, anyway. With regard to my sister's affairs, he was very funny. At first, he arranged a room for her sister at home. When I went, that room completely ruined my three views."

"How to ruin your Three Views?" Song Qinghuan asked strangely.

Li Qianze frowned: "What should I say about this? It's not that the decoration of the house is weird. In fact, the decoration is quite good. The main reason is that the room is really dreamy. There are laces everywhere, and it is designed by my brother. The style is similar to that of my brother. The feelings are so different that I’m weird, but fortunately, the decoration of the room was changed later."

Song Qinghuan asked: "Changed?"

Li Qianze replied: "Yes, a fake sister appeared in the middle, cheating my brother, and she asked to change the decoration of the room."

Feeling that Li Qianze was reluctant to mention this fake sister, Song Qinghuan didn't ask much about it.

She asked what she was most wondering about: "It's just that your brother doesn't seem to be very good to you, so cold, so cold, why are you so caring about your sister."

Li Qianze snorted coldly, "Guilty."

Suspicious for a while, Song Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Guilty? Why?"

Li Qianze replied: "A few days after my sister was born, she was always in the hospital. On that day, my mother had to go for a checkup and asked my brother to take a look at the baby. As a result, he fell asleep accidentally and waited for my mother to come back. My sister is gone. I don’t know who took him away. Something happened at home later, and the addition of my sister made my mother depressed and passed away a long time ago."

Li Qianze took out the hand that was in his pocket, and the old friend and brother had a good frame and gently hooked Song Qinghuan's shoulder: "Okay, let's not talk about it. Have you eaten? Let's eat together."

Song Qinghuan was in a good mood when he met his old friend in another country, and naturally would not refuse: "No, okay!"

When she came to New York, she finally smiled. The smile on her face was a kind of clearness, joy and joy.

After eating Chinese food, Li Qianze took Song Qinghuan to Wall Street, museums and other places.

In the evening, I prepared a sumptuous French meal. All of this is naturally known to Shi Yu.

Someone sent him a photo, but he hasn't seen it immediately.