On the wedding day, the fake daughter remarried the world’s richest man

Song Fangshu's original intention was to stop Mingxiu from thinking too much.

Unexpectedly, Mingxiu became even more excited after hearing what she said. He grabbed her shoulders and asked, "Have you also seen that girl who looks very similar to Yi Zhen?"

"Is she in her twenties? She has long, straight black hair like a waterfall. She is also very beautiful without makeup?"

"Yeah..." Song Fangshu was a little frightened by her reaction, her tone was trembling.

Mingxiu asked again: "What's her name?"

Song Fangshu replied honestly: "I didn't have time to ask."

At that time, she was just looking at that classmate's design, and she didn't even think about asking her name.

Afterwards, she saw the design drawing, and there was no signature on it.

Mingxiu murmured to himself: "There won't be so many coincidences in the world. I'm afraid this matter is not simple..."

Song Fangshu reacted for a second and asked with lingering fear: "What do you mean? Do you think someone is approaching us deliberately?"

"No, it's not..." Mingxiu shook her head quickly, her lips trembling, and said softly, "I just think that all of this may be God's arrangement. This girl must be inextricably related to Yi Zhen."

"Mingxiu, are you too tired recently?" Song Fangshu frowned and looked at her worriedly, her tone gentle.

If you weren't too nervous, why would you think that a girl in her twenties was related to someone who died thirty years ago?

It can't be a resurrection of a dead body, right?

Song Fangshu is a people's teacher. She is a staunch materialist and does not believe in such mysterious nonsense.

Knowing that Song Fangshu didn't believe it, Mingxiu didn't refute anything and just said: "Maybe I really thought too much."

Having said that, the suspicion in her heart did not dissipate at all.

She and Shen Yizhen are not only childhood friends, they are closer than family members.

So she knew her much better than Song Fangshu.

Although at first glance, the girl I saw today only looks a little like Yizhen.

But her expression and some of her unintentional words and deeds were exactly the same as Shen Yizhen when she was eighteen!

Thinking this, Mingxiu couldn't help but breathe tight.

Lin Xi said that these dresses were going to Yun City, which meant that Bai Wan was from Yun City...

Maybe she could take advantage of the door-to-door delivery opportunity to go to Yun City in person.

Seeing that Mingxiu didn't speak, Song Fangshu's expression became serious.

After calming down, she also felt that some things were too coincidental.

It's just that Mingxiu is currently in low spirits and obviously not suitable for deep conversation.

She had no choice but to put aside these inappropriate thoughts, picked up the dress she had ordered in advance, and hurried home.

Along the way, Song Fangshu was a little uneasy.

After returning home, she didn't even have time to pick up the dress, so she hurriedly got out of the car and rushed home to talk to her husband about the incident.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she heard a burst of wild crying coming from the living room.

Song Fangshu paused, looked at her sister-in-law Lou Ping, who was sitting on the sofa with disheveled hair, and shook her head as usual.

But the next second, Lou Ping suddenly jumped up, grabbed the fruit plate on the table and threw it in front of Shen Lide who was opposite.

Lou Ping seemed to still be unhappy and said hysterically: "Shen Lide, I've really had enough of you. Are you a man?"

Shen Lide raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, remaining silent as ever.

Lou Ping often acted like crazy at home, and Song Fangshu was actually used to it.

But she felt like this time it was different.

Lou Ping looked like she was going crazy, and the slap marks on her face were very obvious.

Could it be that the eldest brother hit her?