Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

On Mo Zishu's birthday, the Mo family's parents and several relatives of the Mo family were there, and Mo Zishu also invited his good brother.

Mo Di drank a little wine and leaned on Wen Xi's shoulder after eating. Mo Di looked at Wen Xi's fair and slender neck. Today Wen Xi wore a beige velvet dress with a small V-neck and a pair of Su Lian, Mo Di burped, "Wen Xi, why didn't you bring the one I gave you on your birthday?"

Wen Xi felt a little sorry, "Xiaodi, I can't find that one."

It must have been left behind in her previous home when she moved. When she cleaned up the bedroom later, she couldn't find the white jade pendant no matter what.

In the past two days, she will take some time to visit her former home and see if she can find it.

"Hi, I can't find it, I'm just sending you one."

"Do not bother."

"No trouble, you know, we have a lot of materials for this at home, I'll ask the factory to make an identical one for you tomorrow."

……

Wen Xi got up and went to the bathroom. When she came out of the bathroom, she bumped into a young man in a black shirt who smelled of alcohol.

She took a step back, "Sorry."

Raising her eyes, she walked sideways for a few steps, and suddenly, her eyes stopped.

She stared at the other person's face, her voice trembled violently, she was unable to make a sound for a while, when the other person was about to leave, she walked over a few steps and grabbed the other person's sleeve, tremblingly, "You... "

The man looked at Wen Xi, "Miss, is there something wrong?"

Song Rin's voice was low, but his figure was unstable. He drank too much, and his vision doubled in front of him, vaguely looking at a young girl.

Wen Xi's pupils were filled with tears, "Brother..."

"You've got the wrong person." Song Rin frowned, he pushed Wen Xi away and walked towards a box with a somewhat flamboyant footsteps.

Wen Xi followed closely behind.

This face, this face? ?

Did she really admit it wrong?

But this face is exactly the same as Wen Mingchen in memory.

My brother has been away for many years.

However, how could someone with memory suddenly appear.

Song Rin noticed that someone was following her, and when she turned around, she saw a young girl with red eyes, "Hey, what are you doing with me?"

Wen Xi bit her lip, looking at the face in front of her, she burst into tears.

Song Rin's alcohol was half awake, "Hey, hey, I didn't scare you, don't cry, did I disturb you, why are you crying? It makes others think I bullied you."

Wen Xi was so excited, "What's your name? Have you lived here all the time? Do you have an ID card? Can I see it?"

The other party looked at Wen Xi as if he was insane, but Wen Xi cried more and more. People passing by looked at him with strange eyes. Look at my ID card, right? It’s in my box. You are a strange woman, stop crying! Those who don’t know really think I, Song Lin, are bullying women.”

Song Rin walked ahead.

Wen Xi followed behind, and she didn't want to cry, but she was too excited, this person was too similar to her brother, they were exactly the same, the face of brother Memory was like this.

The age is also right, if my brother is still alive, he should be 24 or [-] years old.

She followed Song Rin's footsteps all the way to the door of the box where he was, and Song Rin pushed open the door of the box and walked in.

Inside the box, several brothers and friends were drinking.

Bai Yan said to Song Rin, "Ah Rin, I thought you passed out in the bathroom, so slowly."

Song Rin said, "I'm drunk, I was sobered up by a woman who has a problem here." He said and pointed to his head.

Bai Yan raised her head, "What's wrong."

Song Rin shook his head, "Hey, I met a 'Pengci' on the road."

One nobleman laughed, "Who dares to touch Ci Song Lin, a woman? How do you look?"

Song Rin smiled, remembering that delicate and fair face, "Don't mention it, she looks good too."

The young master started booing, "It's not bad, so I'll accept it."

"What do you think I am, Song Rin? Do you like one?" Song Rin stretched out his hand, "Fourth Brother Lu, it's on your left, take my wallet."

The man sitting on the dark coffee leather sofa raised his eyes and handed a wallet to Song Rin. Song Rin muttered something, took out his ID card from it, turned and walked out.