Chatper 620 (1/2)

She really didn't sleep well, and Sheng Jinsen's factors almost didn't exist, but it was true that she was not feeling well.

After escaping from the Sheng Zhenguo incident, Song Weiyi only thought about Rong Jing'an.

However, I heard that Fu Xiuyan had already been buried.

She didn't have time to send the last side.

Last night, he was so groggy that even Rong Jingan appeared in his dream, causing Song Weiyi to feel dizzy the moment he woke up.

"Thank you for yesterday's matter." Song Weiyi was silent for a moment, and repeated the old words.

"Don't, don't think I'm helping you. I'm not that merciful." Sheng Jinsen immediately cut her off.

"I just don't want to stand up for the old man, it has nothing to do with you." He reiterated.

Song Weiyi smiled, she had no way of knowing whether his words were true or not.

However, she was still grateful to Sheng Jinsen, maybe this person really didn't want to stand out for Sheng Zhenguo as he said.

"Whatever you want." She didn't argue with Sheng Jinsen.

Sheng Jinsen's deep gaze penetrated the dining table, and he glanced at Song Weiyi indifferently.

In fact, there is nothing good about this woman, at most she is special compared to other women.

Besides, she is a married woman, so why should he think about it, anyway, no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't become his woman.

"So, you don't want to pursue your father's death at all? It doesn't matter who the murderer is?" Song Weiyi couldn't help asking.

She was being used as a gun by Fu Qishan, and it was always difficult to calm down. Seeing that Fu Qishan was so arrogant and could get away with it beyond the law, she admitted that her skills were not enough.

"Why waste energy?" One sentence expressed Sheng Jinsen's attitude.

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Fu Qishan really couldn't laugh at this time.

She tried her best to find a chance to almost annihilate Song Weiyi, but she never thought that she would meet such an incomprehensible stepson as Sheng Jinsen.

When she heard that Sheng Jinsen went to the police station to cancel the case, Fu Qishan almost fainted.

"What the hell is he doing? Is he crazy? That's his father!"

"Isn't he afraid that his father will get up from the ground and claim his life? It's hard to have this opportunity to make Song Weiyi the biggest suspect, and he did it just like that." Fu Qishan was angry and impatient, filing the case with her eyes wide open. All red.

"Since Sheng Zhenguo is dead, don't hold on to the only one. You are still young, and you will have a long time to come."

Fu Xiuyan's face was also a bit ugly. After coming back from the police station, the two rushed to finish Rong Jing'an's final funeral. Fu Xiuyan was exhausted physically and mentally at the moment.

"Brother, how can I do that? This is a hard-won opportunity, how can you just let Song Weiyi go like this?"

"You still want to fight Pei Yi for nothing? Are you his opponent?" Fu Xiuyan asked with a sneer.

"Always try." Fu Qishan didn't give up, she hated Song Weiyi so much, such an opportunity was once in a thousand years, and she might not be able to meet it in the future.

"Stop making trouble, if you still want to live a happy life for the rest of your life, just stop."

"Where's mom? Pei Yibai grabbed mom and left, you told me to stop making trouble? Am I just doing it for myself?" Fu Qishan yelled.

It's just that this excuse and reason is used to cover up her guilty conscience.

Seeing that she didn't listen to persuasion, Fu Xiuyan didn't even want to talk to her.

"up to you."

She woke up early the next morning, went to the police station alone, and demanded that Sheng Zhenguo's murder be filed in the name of Sheng Zhenguo's wife.