Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 470 Your Daughter Is Beautiful
The person sitting on the sofa in the sofa had a deep body, crossed his legs, leaned on the backrest, and stared at Fengtang opposite him with deep eyes.

He listened to the content of the call, and they deliberately stimulated him.

"Too lazy to be a light bulb." He stood up with a gloomy expression, without saying another word.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Tang immediately groaned, and stood up: "Look, look, when you talk about that person, you act like this, cooperating with you to turn around for her? Besides, this is not that. She is the daughter of a serious American entrepreneur, and has nothing to do with your wife."

Lu Chengchen didn't even look back.

Feng Tang followed him out of the office all the way, the dusty large troops, the voices of slogans chanting from the training ground not far away, and land tanks rumbled past them from time to time, full of anger everywhere.

"Lu Chengchen, can't afford to play like this?" Feng Tang sent him out.

Lu Chengchen was still speechless.

Entered the parking area, opened the door to get in the car, started the car and drove away, leaving only a cloud of dust.

Feng Tang stood there in disgrace.

A woman in a long skirt came from the side, and seeing Feng Tang kept looking at Lu Chengchen's car going away, she followed suit and asked in puzzlement, "Did you offend him again?"

"How dare I?" Feng Tang said immediately, turning his head back unconvinced.

Qiao Sang pouted, turned around and took Feng Tang's arm: "Has the wedding dress designer you invited arrived yet?"

Feng Tang snorted immediately: "I just arrived, so I called the designer in front of him, and then he left angrily."

Everyone knows what this person is referring to.

Qiao Sang gasped suddenly, and pinched the man's waist fiercely, "You know that Lu Chengchen doesn't want to hear anything about Song Wei, yet you still call Only Song right in front of him, are you kidding me?" matter?"

Feng Tang suddenly gasped, and quickly locked her up: "Pinch her lightly..."

It's not that women who are a few years older will love others. This woman doesn't feel sorry for him at all, and she has repeatedly committed domestic violence.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two sides met in the coffee shop.

After seeing Song Wei, Feng Tang was a little surprised: "Miss Song is of mixed race?"

Song Wei smiled softly: "My mother is a Chinese."

Next to him, Qiao Sang kept looking at Song Wei's face, and privately tugged Fengtang's arm: "Tell me, does this look familiar?"

Feng Tang glanced at Song Wei, shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."

Josan frowned.

Although Fengtang and Lu Chengchen are brothers, they have always been in the army. When Lu Chengchen got married, he was on a mission. He hadn't seen Lu Chengchen's wife for three years. When he came back, she was already separated.

But Qiao Sang had a little impression of Song Wei. After all, Song Wei and Lu Chengchen had been on the headlines of entertainment news together before.

It's just that looking at it again, it doesn't look like it.

In three years, people can change a lot. Qiao Sang asked tentatively, "Miss Song, are you from Jiangcheng?"

Song Wei smiled slightly: "No."

Qiao Sang groaned, but he didn't quite believe it.

If the other party is really Song Wei, it can only be said to be a coincidence, then should she tell Lu Chengchen about this, after all, that person has been studying Song Wei for so many years.

Song Wei felt a little uncomfortable being sized up by the couple, "Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng, I don't know what you think about the wedding dress..."

"Hey, who dropped something?" Feng Tang picked up a wallet on the ground.

The light maroon wallet had been thrown open, and inside was a photo of a pink and tender girl, about two years old, with dog-eating bangs, smiling innocently and cutely.

Song Wei stretched out his hand quickly: "I'm sorry, mine."

Feng Tang smiled and handed her the wallet.

Song Wei said thank you, flicked the photo with her fingertips without any trace, closed the wallet and put it aside.

All her actions fell into Qiao Sang's eyes, and his brows frowned even tighter: "Is that your daughter?"

Song Wei was slightly taken aback, and responded with a light smile, "Yes."

Qiao Sang pulled the corner of his lips and hissed: "Your daughter is very beautiful."

Song Wei was almost embarrassed, "Thank you." She was a little embarrassed and kept saying that there was nothing, and she quickly got into work: "Mrs. Feng, let's talk about the design elements of the wedding dress..."

(End of this chapter)