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

Because Shen Yizhen is no longer the pure white and perfect person in his memory.

She is old, her face is full of wrinkles, her hair is white, her expression is extremely haggard, and her eyes that were always as bright as stars have faded.

Shen Yizhen, who was nearly fifty years old, had no charm at all in Wei Dongxing's eyes.

Even though this was the obsession and inner demon that he had been seeking for many years, he gave up completely the moment he saw Shen Yizhen.

How could the old, sallow, and stooped woman in front of her be Shen Yizhen?

His Yizhen Mingming was the most dazzling pearl in Beijing, and she was the proud daughter of God who amazed him throughout his youth.

Wei Dongxing could not accept this change no matter what, and believed that Shen Yizhen was already dead.

But the obsession in his heart could not be relieved, let alone let go, so it was all transferred to Qin Shanshan.

Qin Shanshan was still very young, and luckily her face, which was similar to Shen Yizhen's when she was young, was still full of collagen, which perfectly matched the appearance of the goddess in Wei Dongxing's imagination.

But what he didn't expect was that Shen Yizhen's daughter was the person most like her in the world...

Wei Dongxing stared at Bai Wan for a long time.

Bai Wan noticed the excitement in Wei Dongxing's eyes when he looked at her, and she felt so sick that she got goosebumps all over her body.

He didn't seem to notice the vigilance and disgust in Bai Wan's eyes, and his attitude toward her instantly became attentive, and he took the initiative to care: "I'm so sorry, Miss Bai, my people are so rude, didn't they hurt you?"

Bai Wan tugged on her cuffs to cover the red marks on her wrists, and continued to ask cowardly and pitifully: "When can I go home?"

Wei Dongxing's eyes darkened, as if he was a little unhappy, but he still held it back and said gently: "Don't worry, I have neglected Miss Bai today, and I ask Miss Bai to give me a chance to make amends, and let me treat me to a meal to make amends." How's that?"

Looking at Wei Dongxing's earnest face, Bai Wan felt like vomiting even more.

This old perverted scumbag, is he trying to pick up her?

the other side.

In the basement, Li Heng became quiet after hearing Li Jing'an say that Wei Ruoxi was still alive.

But soon, he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Li Jing'an, his eyes full of sternness: "Do you think I'm stupid? I personally organized Ruoxi's funeral. She asked you to kill you a long time ago, and she still doesn't dare to admit it. ?”

Li Jing'an looked at him coolly and took out a photo.

In the photo, a quiet and serene girl is wearing a blue and white hospital gown, lying quietly on the hospital bed.

Li Heng, who was holding the photo in both hands, was trembling all over.

Seeing his former lover lying on the bed like a soulless rag doll, Li Heng's eyes became wet and he asked angrily: "Li Jing'an, what on earth did you do to Ruoxi?"

Why is Ruoxi hospitalized?

Why did he never know that Ruoxi was still alive?

So, it was Li Jing'an who imprisoned Ruoxi?

Just thinking about this made Li Heng so angry that his eyes were almost splitting with anger, his eyes were so red and swollen that they were almost bloodshot, and he glared at Li Jing'an angrily.

"Li Jing'an, if you know the truth, you'd better let Ruoxi go immediately, otherwise I will fight you to death even if I risk my life."

Li Jing'an snorted and smiled coldly: "You shouldn't say these words to me, but to Wei Dongxing."

Hearing this, Li Heng's expression visibly froze.

What does this mean?

Li Jing'an looked at Li Heng's confused and confused look, and felt even more sympathetic.

He didn't want to say too much, but he also wished that Li Heng could fight with Wei Dongxing, so he would just be a good person and explain patiently.

"Seven years ago in the hotel, I didn't do anything excessive to Wei Ruoxi. I didn't even touch her."