Chapter 416
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No, they were not exactly the same.
An Xiaxia's face was still young. Her facial features were not fully developed yet. She still looked a little naive and cute.
The woman in the painting, on the other hand, exuded the charm of a peerless beauty.
"Brother Ze, I've brought the hangover soup over …" Song Qinchen walked briskly over. The tray in her hands fell to the ground with a thud when she saw the scene in front of her. The soup splashed everywhere.
Her face instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper.
She did not expect to find a painting of 'her' in Mr. Song's room …
Sheng Yize's gaze was sharp as he walked over slowly.
There was a line of words at the bottom of the painting.
As a gift to my friend, Song Huan's wife. Date x year x month.
Mr. Song's name was Song Huan.
Sheng Yize's fingers trembled. He was shocked.
Could Xiaxia be Mr. Song's daughter?
Everyone knew that Mr. Song only had one daughter. She was named Qingchen because she was born in the morning. It was a homonym for the word 'morning' and had the meaning of 'city'. They were separated when they were young.
Who was this Song Qinchen?
Behind him, Song Qinchen laughed pitifully. She sounded like she was about to cry.
Sheng Yize turned around, his expression as cold as frost. He asked in a cold voice, "Song Song, who are you?"
"No, you're not Song Song. Who are you?"
Song Qinchen retreated timidly. Sheng Yize closed in on her and forced her to the wall.
Song Qinchen's eyes were red. She reached out her fair hand and touched Sheng Yize's cheek.
"Why did you find out … How good would it be if you didn't … I'm about to leave. Brother Ze, can you forget about it? Can you pretend that nothing happened? "
Sheng Yize clamped down on her wrist, and a threatening aura spread out. He growled in a low voice, "Who exactly are you?!"
"Heh …" Song Qinchen laughed with tears in her eyes. "I didn't want to do this. You forced me."
Sheng Yize frowned. Suddenly, he felt dizzy. His body swayed and his pupils dilated. He fell backward.
Song Qinchen wiped her tears with her sleeves and called for the servants to carry Sheng Yize into the room. She lied that she was drunk and said, "Daddy said that everyone has been working hard recently. We have a week off. Pack your things and we can leave now."
The servants beamed with joy and hurriedly left.
Song Qinchen returned to her room and stared deeply at Sheng Yize's sleeping face.
She took out a bottle from her bag and took out a white pill. After a moment of hesitation, she fed it to Sheng Yize and called Li Fanxing.
Li Fanxing's teasing voice sounded, "Oh? You're not running anymore? "
Song Qinchen gritted her teeth. "Li Fanxing, do you have to be so cruel?"
"We worked together in the beginning. I was the one who convinced Mr. Song to act in this scene. You're the one who failed to live up to expectations, and now you're blaming me?" Li Fanxing was aggressive. Suddenly, Song Qinchen's cries could be heard from the other side of the phone.
She cried her heart out, and Li Fanxing couldn't help but frown.
"Why are you crying?"
Song Qinchen told him what happened today. Li Fanxing's expression changed. "What did you say? Mr. Song's wife looks exactly like An Xiaxia? You even knocked out Sheng Yize? "
"Yes, I used the medicine you gave me," Song Qinchen answered. Song Qinchen answered. The first medicine was the white pill. She had put it in the wine to make people faint temporarily. On the surface, they would look like they were drunk.
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