"You are raising another woman outside, and you still want me to persuade her?"

Mother Lin had never been so angry, "This woman is still Ning Lexia. How dare you dump my daughter for Ning Lexia? When they got engaged last year, you were her fiancé and went out with Ning Lexia openly."

My daughter was ridiculed for being in love with each other. Now it's even more outrageous. I have to support her after getting married. Don't tell me that we haven't had sex. I have never heard of a married man raising a child.

An ex-girlfriend who is not related by blood, there is no ambiguity between the two of them, they are innocent."

"I am innocent." Song Rongshi looked innocent.

Lin's mother's cell phone was suddenly snatched away and replaced with Lin's father's. Lin's father's voice was very sonorous, "You still haven't realized that I'm sorry for my daughter. You are indeed hopeless. No matter how much money you, my son-in-law, can make,

, I don’t expect it. To be honest, I don’t like you very much in the first place. It’s better to leave. With our Lin family here, it’s not like my daughter can’t find a better one. Please don’t pester her again in the future.”

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Rongshi called again and was blocked.

He was depressed to death, and he was not sure whether Lin Fanyue had returned to Tongcheng.

I simply had no choice but to contact people from Songtang to search for him.

In less than half an hour, people from Songtang brought news that Lin Fanyue went to the Presidential Palace.

Song Rongshi was stunned, why did she go to the Presidential Palace?

Although Lin Fanyue is his uncle's goddaughter, she may not actually be close to her parents.

But the Presidential Palace is always safer than other places.

He quickly drove to the presidential palace.

The presidential palace was heavily guarded, but the guard knew him and quickly let him in.

After walking through the garden and arriving at the east courtyard, I saw Lin Wei in a cheongsam, but not Lin Fanyue.

"Aunt, where is Fanyue?" Song Rongshi asked straight to the point, "I heard she came here."

"I asked the servant to take her to live in the building at the back." Lin Wei asked someone to serve tea in a dignified manner, then pointed to the sofa, "Sit down."

Since childhood, in Song Rongshi's eyes, Lin Wei was a harmonious and good aunt.

However, he was extremely respectful, even facing this elder had a completely different mood than facing his mother Zhong Lingwei.

Zhong Lingwei was his biological mother, and she had doted on him since he was a child. No matter how fierce the fight between mother and son, there was no overnight feud, but Lin Wei was the first lady of China, and her aura was not comparable to that of Zhong Lingwei.

"Why did you let her live in that building?" Song Rongshi felt very uncomfortable. The building at the back was very close to the Nanfang Building where Song Qingrui lived, and the two buildings shared a common garden.

"No?" Lin Wei smiled and said meaningfully, "The environment here is much better than yours."

"Of course, can my place compare with the Presidential Palace? Or... Aunt, I might as well live here." Song Rongshi said shamelessly, "Anyway, your place is so big, Fan Yue and I

It's good to live in the same building, and we won't live there for too long. When she gets over her anger, we will go back."

By chance, the servant brought tea.

Lin Wei took it, flicked it gently, and lowered her eyes, "Rong Shi, you still think Fan Yue is really just angry?"


Chapter completed!