Chapter 674

"Do you know who it is?"

"Yes." Fu Qishan hated her deeply, and it was normal to do this.

"Who?"

"Fu Qishan!" Song Weiwei spit out these three words slowly.

Now she gave the photo to herself, why?

Want money? Or a threat?

Song Weiyi felt a splitting headache.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, then it's fine, you go back first." Song Weiwei cheered up and said lightly.

The most urgent task is to find other backups.

Don't let the photos leak out, otherwise...

"I'm your friend, right? You said you're in trouble now. As a friend, shouldn't you help?" Sheng Jinsen asked with a half-smile.

"No, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I don't want you to be involved."

"Actually, do you care? How can you say that it has nothing to do with me? I have become a human version of others. I have grown up so much, and I have never been designed like this. How can such a person be tolerated?"

Sheng Jinsen was really angry.

Although the other party didn't threaten him with these photos, he became a tool of others, and appeared on the scene just like an AV actor.

"Besides, isn't Pei Yibai not here? You can do it by yourself?"

Song Weiyi gave him a hard look, "Why can't I? Don't look down on me."

"I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, isn't this to ease the atmosphere?" Sheng Jinsen hurriedly followed.

Women, just don't joke around.

Song Weiwei pursed his lips, "Don't meddle in this matter, I can handle it myself."

If Fu Qishan was unwilling to hand over the negatives, at worst she would do it.

It is impossible for Song Weiyi not to care about things related to reputation.

"Okay, then you go your way, and I'll go mine." Sheng Jinsen readily agreed.

It's just that, after agreeing, what are you still doing behind her?

Song Weiyi stopped, "Sheng Shao, is it fun?"

"I'm not playing, I'm going to go to Fu Qishan to seek justice for myself, don't you think it's okay?" Sheng Jinsen asked fiercely.

Song Weiyi suddenly had nothing to say, and said sullenly: "It's up to you."

"That's right."

"By the way, do you know where Fu Qishan lives now?" Sheng Jinsen asked casually.

Only then did Song Weiyi think of this question.

Sheng Jinsen sold Sheng's house, where does she live?

Song Weiyi really didn't know.

"Where is her elder brother, you know?" Sheng Jinsen snorted a few times.

Song only knows, but has never been there.

Before the change, Song Weiyi would not go, but now, she had to.

Fu Xiuyan told her once, and Song Weiwei vaguely remembered the location.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she arrived, she was in vain.

Fu Qishan wasn't there at all.

There was no one in that family either.

Unwilling to give up, Song Weiyi took out his mobile phone and tried to call Fu Qishan.

However, soon a mechanical voice came from the phone: "Hi, the user you dialed has turned off the phone."

She hung up the phone in frustration, "What should I do? Fu Qishan is not here, and the phone can't be reached!"

"That's to go out." Are you planning how to get him?

This stupid woman.

"Then I'll wait."

"Can you hold on?" Sheng Jinsen looked at Song Weiyi's abdomen.

It's more obvious, but it's tiring to watch, just like holding a ball.

"OK."

After waiting at the door of Fu Xiuyan's house for two hours, it was already dark, but none of them came back.

Fu Xiuyan's number was dialed, but it had become an empty number.

"Let's go eat something first, if she comes back, she won't be able to run away."

"What if she's already hiding?" Song Weiyi blurted out this sentence without going through his brain.

After finishing speaking, she was stunned.

That's right, what if Fu Qishan has already gone into hiding?

Then they sit here and wait, isn't it a waste of time?

"Well, it's also possible." Sheng Jinsen said subconsciously.

If Fu Qishan really ran away, how easy is it to find her?

Song Weiyi was like an ant on a hot pot, showing tension all over his body.

"I'm going back first, today's matter troubles you."

"I'll see you off." Sheng Jinsen said decisively.

"No, I'll take a taxi and go back. Goodbye." Song Weiwei rejected his offer.

If he hadn't come together in the name of finding Fu Qishan to settle accounts, Song Weiyi would not be with him at this moment anyway.

She went home exhausted and walked downstairs, thinking of Wang Meng.

Song Weiwei called again and asked him if he was nervous.

"Sister-in-law, I was about to tell you that there is a clue. The person who gave the photo to the little boy was a middle-aged man, and it was later found out that this middle-aged man was actually a servant of the Qu family."

"Composer?"

"Yes, it's Qu Xiaoxiao's house." Although I don't know what kind of photo the only one was given to Song, judging from her reaction, it is definitely not a good thing.

"How could it be her?" Song Weiyi gasped.

Why is it Qu Xiaoxiao? Shouldn't it be Fu Qishan?

"Okay, I see, thank you for today."

Song Weiyi didn't know how he hung up the phone, he just felt so angry that he was about to explode.

It's been so long, so long that she almost forgot about Qu Xiaoxiao, she actually came out to make trouble again.

"No, I have to find Qu Xiaoxiao in person!" Ask her why she did this.

Song Weiyi suddenly lost the thought of going home, turned around and left.

I just took the elevator up and took the elevator down again.

The elevator door opened, and Song Weiwei had just stepped out with a shoulder bag on her back, when she saw two men in black outside blocking her way.

"Uncle Zhang..." Song Weiwei looked at the other party in a daze. She knew that this was from the Pei family.

"Young Mistress, it's a coincidence that I met you here."

"Yes." It was indeed a coincidence, Song Weiyi was still a little puzzled.

"Since the young mistress has gone downstairs, we don't need to go up to ask for it. The young mistress should go back to the old house, the master has something to look for."

"Master? Are you sure?"

"It's absolutely true, or I'll call the master right now." Uncle Zhang wasn't angry at Song Weiyi's suspicion, so he called Pei Chengde directly, and then handed the call to Song Weiyi.

"What's the matter?" Pei Chengde's impatient voice came.

Now, Song is the only one who is sure that it is indeed Pei Chengde.

Uncle Zhang smiled, said a few words to Pei Chengde, and hung up the phone.

"Young Mistress, let's go."

On the way back, Song Weiwei was thinking about Pei Chengde's intentions.

At this time, the last thing he wanted to see was her, but he was doing the opposite.

Could it be that Pei Chengde already knew about the photos? Song Weiyi was shocked.

Immediately, she was bewildered for a while, how to explain it?

Such a photo, in their eyes, is absolutely outrageous and intolerable, and it cannot be solved by explaining it.

She took a deep breath, turned her eyes out of the window, and then her eyes changed slightly. This is not the way back to Pei's house.