Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

"I studied in the UK in my early years and have always lived in the UK. I lived with my grandmother since I was a child, and it was two months ago when I came back to settle down. I asked my mother about the birthmark on the back, and my mother said, no, it is I was naughty when I was a child, I was injured, and I didn't have any birthmarks on my body."

Wen Xi raised her eyes and looked at Song Rin, "You have been in England before, have you never been back?"

Song Rin frowned slightly, and took a sip of tea, "Sorry, I can't remember, but my mother told me that I used to live with my grandmother in England and never came over."

Wen Xi looked at him, "Your mother told you? What does it mean?"

"I had a car accident when I was young, and I lost my memory. I can't remember many things." This matter was originally Song Rin's private matter, and he didn't want to mention it, but he secretly didn't want to hide Wen Xi's matter, Looking at Wen Xi's clean and pure eyes, he had no choice but to say.

Wen Xi bit her lip, "When did it happen?"

Song Rin closed her eyes, "When I was 15 years old, to be precise, it should have been 10 years ago."

Wen Xi's face turned pale, but a flash of surprise quickly flashed in his eyes.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

9 years ago, the year her brother Wen Mingchen left

9 years ago, Wen Congrong and Wen Mingchen died in a car accident.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

Song Rin smiled, "I had a car accident, and then I lived in England with my grandma. Now that I'm back, I haven't gone back to see what I really miss my grandma."

"Why...haven't come back."

Song Rin said with a complicated expression, "Between wealthy families, there are complex grievances and grievances. Sometimes I can't come back just because I want to. I came back this time because..." His thin lips pursed.

Wen Xi said, "I don't want to involve your personal affairs. If it's inconvenient for you to talk about it, then don't talk about it." Melodious music was playing in the Chinese restaurant, and the food was ready. Three dishes, two soups, a salad and dessert, "Let's eat .”

"It's not a personal matter, it's nothing convenient or inconvenient." Song Rin curled her lips mockingly, "My brother is seriously ill, and the Song family has only one son like me now, so naturally they want to bring me back from abroad. My brother is still in school. In junior high school, if I don't come, no one will clean up the Song Corporation's mess."

The struggle between the rich and powerful is treacherous for Bo Yun.

Although Wen Xi comes from an ordinary background, she can understand the Dao.

Song Rin's cell phone rang, and the man answered the phone again. Wen Xi ate quietly. It was the peak of the morning meal, but Song Rin was a VIP user in the store, and he booked a quiet and comfortable large box. There are four tables, each table can accommodate up to 4 people, and the tables are separated by thick wood carved screens.

Those who come here to dine are not ordinary people, and the quality education will not be low, and they will not make excessive noise, so even if there are four tables in a large box, it is still quiet, with only shallow whispers and conversations.

Wen Xi took a sip of her tea, her eyes suddenly fell on Song Rin's plate.

The man is on the phone at the moment. He ordered a plate of creamy mushroom pasta, but there is a little cilantro on it. He doesn't seem to like it, and he is picking it out pickily.

Wen Xi watched his movements, her heart was beating crazily. If Song Rin and Wen Mingchen looked alike, it was just a coincidence, but now, there are too many coincidences.

Is it really brother?