Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Song Weiyi and Qiao Zhichu had some unpleasantness, so in order to make Qiao Zhichu even more unhappy, Song Weiyi deliberately looked for her to annoy Qiao Zhichu!

Recalling the scene of her first meeting with Song Weiyi, Chen Yuanyuan's face turned pale.

"You understand?" Qiao Zhichu shrugged. "You know what to do, right?"

Chen Yuanyuan suddenly sneered: "Even if what you said is true, Qiao Zhichu, who do you think you are? Do you have a legitimate identity? Aren't you still Song Weiyi's plaything!"

Qiao Zhichu was not annoyed at all, and smiled: "It's better than wanting to be Song Weiyi's plaything but failing."

"How long can a woman like you who clings to the powerful and relies on your beauty and sex skills to tie a man down for? Qiao Zhichu, I'm waiting to see what happens to you!"

"That's true. Chen Yuanyuan, there are men with two legs everywhere. If Song Weiyi is gone, I can still find someone else."

“…Despicable!”

Qiao Zhichu slammed the door shut and said, "Goodbye."

The scent of Song Weiyi still lingered in the room.

Qiao Zhichu took out the perfume and sprayed it everywhere, trying to cover up his smell.

…………

Si family's old house.

Tonight is our monthly family dinner.

Lin Zhen is still in good health, has a rosy complexion, has many children and grandchildren, and is highly respected by the Si family.

Si Moli and Song Nianhe were beside him, chatting privately.

"When people get old, they like to be together with their family," Lin Zhen said, leaning on a cane, standing in the courtyard, "Is Pan'er here?"

"Madam, the second young lady said there was a traffic jam and she will be late."

"What about Wei Yi?"

"Grandma is looking for me?" A calm and magnetic male voice sounded, "What's the matter?"

Song Weiyi wore a casual suit, a gray long-sleeved shirt with black trousers. He looked less serious than in a suit and more casual.

"Whatever it is, just chat."

"The real estate sector is now declining, but it has a solid foundation and can hold on. However, the era of doubling profits has passed. Fortunately," Song Weiyi said, "the jewelry industry is growing."

Lin Zhen doesn't know much about the company's affairs.

"Jewelry circle..." Si Moli beside him suddenly sighed, "If Qiao was willing to cooperate back then, he would have a place in this prosperous industry."

Song Weiyi's eyebrows moved slightly, and his expression gradually turned cold.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Si Moli asked, "Have you found the missing second young lady of the Qiao family?"

"No."

Song Nianhe said: "You keep looking. She is a pitiful child."

Song Weiyi sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, picked up the purple clay teacup, and gently turned it: "Why have my parents been trying to find her for so many years?"

"She is the only blood of the Qiao family." Si Moli raised his head slightly and recalled the past. "In the final analysis, it is our Si family that has let them down."

Song Weiyi took a sip of tea and said nothing.

"Especially the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, a pure and innocent girl, was murdered by that beast Song... cough cough cough..."

Before he could finish his words, Si Moli started coughing violently.

"Dad, take care of yourself."

"He is a useless idiot," Si Moli said sullenly, "All the good things that the Si and Song families have accumulated have been wasted on him!"

Song Weiyi gave the butler a wink, and the butler understood. He gently stroked Si Moli's back and brought him a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

After calming down, Si Moli changed the subject.