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She seems to have seen it somewhere.

Hearing what she said, Song Ningsheng also wanted to watch it, but the news screen flashed by, and he couldn't see the words when he looked up again, so he turned to Song Xingyue: "Yueyue, do a search, and I'll take a screenshot. "

"Okay, Dad." Song Xingyue nodded gently and turned on the phone.

What are the two of them thinking about? The sachet worn by Mr. Su, the words on it were written by the leader of the medical team who cured the little prince of country e. How could they know such a powerful person.

"Yes, Yueyue, find out mom and take a closer look." Lin Shuangluo put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and moved to her side for the convenience of watching.

Song Xingyue quickly found the content of the video, took a screenshot of the sachet that Mr. Su was wearing, and enlarged it for her to see: "Mom, take a look."

Lin Shuangluo approached, carefully looked at the handwriting on it, and suddenly slapped the table, and said in surprise, "Honey, I understand, it's Mr. Yuebai."

Song Ningsheng didn't have time to ask.

Lin Shuangluo said to Song Xingyue excitedly: "Yueyue, hurry up and get the tea set that Yu'er gave me on my birthday."

"Mom, I'll go right away." Song Xingyue didn't seem to have the slightest abnormality on the surface, and hurriedly got up to get things.

Now that she heard Song Yu's name, she wished she could be torn apart. Thinking of the humiliation she received because of that tea set, she was so angry that her heart and lungs would explode.

Lin Shuangluo also told her: "It's on the second floor of the cabinet where the tea sets are stored."

Song Xingyue responded with a sound, and her brows and eyes were slightly lowered, full of resentment and ruthlessness, and she clenched her fists tightly.

There is a maid at home, but she just asks her to get things, does she already regard her as the maid at home?

Lin Shuangluo saw her go, and then explained to Song Ningsheng who looked blank: "Husband, the sachet that Mr. Su is wearing, the handwriting on it is very similar to Mr. Yuebai's handwriting. The style and handwriting are very similar. .”

She seems to have discovered a shocking secret, Mr. Yuebai, may be the leading doctor who led the medical team at this international conference.

"Are you sure?" Song Ningsheng was still looking at the photo, the more he looked at it, the more he liked the word.

The writing is really beautiful, the wind is upright, unrestrained and unrestrained, one can imagine that the person who can write this handwriting is also a free and unrestrained temperament.

"Yueyue will bring the things later. You can see for yourself." Lin Shuangluo didn't know much about calligraphy, but she had a good memory, and she was [-]% sure that the characters were written by one person.

Song Xingyue quickly brought the tea set. During the short journey, she wanted to smash the things countless times, but finally held back.

"My family has worked hard every month." Lin Shuangluo took the gift box of the tea set from her hand, put it on the table, pointed to the birthday character on the gift box, and was as happy as a child begging for praise: "Husband, look Look at this character, is it the same as the character on the sachet?"

Brush style refers to a person's habit and style of using a pen, which is closely related to a person's cultivation, personality, and experience. It can be said that everyone's brush style is different.

Song Ningsheng is fond of calligraphy and knows a little about calligraphy himself. After comparing them carefully, he nodded and said, "It was done by one person."

Lin Shuangluo discovered this secret, and smiled even more happily: "Honey, do you think Mr. Yuebai is the same person as that team leader?"

Song Ningsheng wasn't sure, and put forward his own conjecture: "Mr. Yuebai and the team leader may be very good friends. If they were alone, they would be too powerful."

The master of ceramic art and the expert of the National Porcelain Ceremony Creation Expert Group are already achievements beyond the reach of others.

Not to mention the sky-defying identity of the chief medical officer.

Lin Shuangluo thinks it makes sense, but she doesn't think so: "Husband, it's not like there are unparalleled geniuses in this world. I just think that the two of them are the same person."

Song Xingyue also interjected, and said with a smile, "Dad, I support Mom, and I also feel that Mr. Yuebai and the team leader are the same person."

Hearing what she said, Lin Shuangluo hugged her affectionately: "Yueyue understands mother best and loves mother the most."

Song Ningsheng shook his head dotingly, and said, "You are right."

Lin Shuangluo smiled again and said: "Husband, the tea set was given to me by Yu'er. I think Yu'er must know Mr. Yue Bai, and maybe also our team leader. When she comes home, I'll ask her."

Song Xingyue's body stiffened involuntarily, there was a flash of darkness in her slightly lowered eyebrows, and her chest was blocked with hatred.

Fish fish fish.

Damn Song Yu!

Lin Shuangluo was happy at the moment, but didn't notice Song Xingyue's abnormality, let go of her, sat down and continued to eat, and said, "Husband, tomorrow Friday, I will go to the kindergarten to pick up Zebao home, Yu'er and Xiao Fu, It doesn't matter for sure, we can't always let him live in someone else's house."

These days, the fish is not there.

Zebao went to live with Fu Xun together.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow." Song Ningsheng replied, putting the peeled shrimp in her bowl, thinking a little too much.

He thought of seeing Mr. Bo's car at the door of his house on the day he came back from the exchange.

And that day happened to be the day when Mr. Su led a delegation to country G.

Yu'er also went out that day, so what connection does she have with these people and this incident?

"Honey, you're so kind." Lin Shuangluo ate the shrimp with a sweet smile on her face.

Song Ningsheng smiled softly and continued to peel the shrimp for her.

Here, he just guessed that Song Yu must have something to do with those people and those things, but he didn't have such a bold idea, thinking of her as the leader of the medical team or Mr. Yuebai.

Finish a meal.

Song Xingyue used the excuse of going back to the house to write a thesis, took her mobile phone, and paced back and forth in the room for a while, finally made up her mind, dialed a number, and said sinisterly: "I promise you what you said, I will bring you back the day after tomorrow." My mother is going to go to the spa, and I will send you the address when the time comes, so you can do it at that time."

"Okay." The voice on the other side was casual with a bit of a ghost in his heart.

Song Xingyue stood at the window, looking at Lin Shuangluo and Song Ningsheng who were walking in the garden not far away, with a sinister and vicious look in her eyes, and said word by word: "Remember what you said, Song Yu must die, what will my mother do? I don't even remember."

She couldn't drag it on any longer.

Parents used to be a little bit taboo, considering her mood, and would not mention Song Yu in front of her.

But recently, they have started to casually mention Song Yu in front of her, regardless of her feelings.

She knew that only when Song Yu died and completely disappeared from this world, could her life return to the original track little by little.