The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou didn't have time to explain too much to them, so she told them to go to Gu Xi immediately.

Although she knew that Gu Xi would be fine, Wei Rou knew that if she didn't comfort him, he might think wildly again.

She is obviously a person who doesn't care about everything, but she is very serious about her affairs.

Wei Rou is now one head and two big, and she has no other skills, so she can only choose to send Song Linfeng, who is about to be beaten to death, to be treated first.

As for Gu Xi's side, it seems that he is slowly coaxing.

Wei Rou turned around and went back to the private room upstairs.

Jiang He was hugging Song Linfeng who was dying on the ground and was at a loss.

Seeing this, Wei Rou's head hurt even more.

Wen Qing and Wu Jiang went to look for Gu Xi, and now there is no one else to look for, Wei Rou can only face a certain place in the room.

"Come out and take someone to the hospital for me."

At this time, two figures appeared in front of Wei Rou.

The two figures are dressed in different clothes, and they don't like each other.

Wei Rou: ...

Today is really giving her problems everywhere.

But Wei Rou was both angry and laughing in her heart.

Gu Xiren left, but his subordinates still stayed here to guard her.

This man is really awkward!

Wei Rou didn't stop thinking about it, and commanded with a cold face: "Send him to the hospital."

Although the two were not in the same camp, they were surprisingly consistent in this matter.

One raised his head, the other raised his leg.

He lifted Song Linfeng up and walked out.

Jiang Hehong followed closely.

Wei Rou held her back.

"Ahe, listen to my explanation."

Jiang He stopped, followed Song Linfeng with his eyes, and did not look at Wei Rou.

She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to control her emotions.

"There's nothing to explain, I just believe what I see. You could have pushed him away, but you didn't."

Jiang He said the words coldly.

Wei Rou was startled, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Ahe, you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding what?"

Jiang He turned to look at her, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I trust you so much. I tell you over and over again how much I like Song Linfeng. During this time, my father has been locked up at home and suffered a lot. I finally found a chance to escape. What happened? Wei Rou, what are you doing? You Don't forget that you are Gu Xi's wife, why are you still entangled with Song Linfeng? Do you still understand what courtesy, righteousness and shame are?"

Wei Rou was stunned.

"Ahe..."

Jiang He felt that he was about to collapse.

She has always regarded Wei Rou as a god-like existence, and believes that she respects and worships her.

No matter what she said, Jiang He would be willing to believe it.

But Jiang He also believed in what she saw with her own eyes.

Song Linfeng looked at Wei Rou with affection in his eyes!

That was an emotion she had never seen in Song Linfeng's eyes.

When she was with Song Linfeng, Song Linfeng never showed that look in his eyes.

Jiang He was so jealous that he was going crazy.

She bit her lower lip tightly.

"We have nothing to talk about. You already have Gu Xi and you still want to fight with me for Song Linfeng, Wei Rou, you—"

Wei Rou held Jiang He's shoulder and told her word by word.

"Jiang He, I don't know why you have such an idea. Maybe our actions just now misunderstood you, but listen to me, Song Linfeng and I are not what you think."

Jiang He closed his eyes.

"Don't explain Wei Rou, explaining is just covering up."

Wei Rou took a deep breath.

"Whether you believe it or not, I am indeed Song Linfeng's long-lost sister."

"I don't care what kind of sister you are... wait, what?"

Jiang He's eyes widened suddenly, and he could hardly believe what he heard.