Chapter 101 She hates the most, someone lied to her as her son
The moon rises from the east and competes with the stars.
Under the streetlight beside the bridge, you can see Song Wanshuang's face full of surprise.
Yang Beizhe was puzzled: "Yes, my surname is Yang, what's so surprising? It's everywhere."
Song Wanshuang hurriedly shook her head, regained her composure, and asked casually, "My surname is Yang, are you from the north?"
"Harm, no, it's from the local ravines."
Yang Bei shrugged. To be honest, if he were meeting someone else for the first time, he would have asked him where he was from when he was drunk and confused.
In all likelihood, he will not pay attention to the other party.
Who is he and what does it have to do with you?
But when facing Song Wanshuang, he felt inexplicably friendly, and he didn't feel taboo about saying this, so he just said it casually.
Song Wanshuang was stunned for a moment, and her heart dropped. But seeing how friendly he was, she also started joking for the first time: "What's your name? Yang? You're drunk, so you can't call her Yang Guifei, right?"
"Are you making fun of me? You have to be a noble concubine to get drunk?"
Yang Bei also smiled and introduced himself: "My name is not that elegant. I just go by Bei."
What?
With a bang, Song Wanshuang's mind exploded.
As if struck by lightning, she trembled all over and asked again: "You, what did you say your name was?"
"Yang Bei."
After repeating his name again, Yang Bei frowned: What's going on with this woman?
Why are you so excited when you hear his name is Yang Bei?
Song Wanshuang was indeed frightened. The word "Yang Bei" was almost a forbidden word around her. Although the Huaibei Foundation was named because she missed her son, she usually didn't like to hear it from people around her.
, mentioned Yang Bei.
Because she will be sad.
Therefore, Song Wanshuang was shocked when she heard this word from others.
Even worse: How could a man look like my son and have the same name?
However, Song Wanshuang has been in a high position for a long time and faced the pressure of the world's top figures, so she has long developed the meticulous thinking logic of a queen.
From the Rapid Analysis Department, there are only three possibilities: One, he is my son, Yang Bei! After all, his body was not recovered back then!
The second possibility is to pretend.
It was arranged by others to confuse her.
This kind of thing has happened before. In the past five years, more than one "Yang Bei" has appeared in her field of vision inexplicably. However, after investigation, it was found that the hostile chaebol took advantage of her longing to create a fake son.
Lie to her.
These liars usually behave abnormally and excited after chatting for a few words, just like Yang Bei just now, with wet eyes.
Immediately, he started calling mom.
Then make up another experience, tell her how hard she has been in these years, arouse her sympathy, and deceive her trust.
Song Wanshuang was able to calm down quickly now because she thought of this possibility.
Of course, there is a third possibility, which is: everything is a coincidence.
This man just happened to look like her child, also named Yang Bei. The probability of this possibility may be small, but the probability is not zero.
Which kind?
Song Wanshuang narrowed her eyes and looked at Yang Bei: If nothing else happens, he will start playing the family card.
It was just a look from her, but in an instant, Yang Bei felt as if his skin was being cut with a knife. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on his skin, and most of the throbbing in his heart was extinguished.
At the same time, I also started to mutter: How can these girls hide their secrets?
She is obviously old enough to be my mother, but she looks only thirty-two or thirteen years old.
It would be better to stay away from such a woman who is good at pretending, especially if she is a rich man - a look of vigilance instantly appeared in his eyes.
This hint of vigilance made Song Wanshuang stunned.
At this stall, a pregnant lady on the river bank below suddenly screamed: "Help! Who, who can save my child!"
He and Song Wanshuang quickly looked over and saw a five or six-year-old child in the moat, struggling desperately in the water!
Not far away from him, there was a toy floating in the air.
It was probably a child chasing the toy and falling in.
There were a lot of people around, but one or two of them were bosses wearing suits and leather shoes.
Most of them are middle-aged people with big bellies, not to mention their female companions, all of whom can only cover their mouths and scream.
And the nearest security guard is still far away!
Being big is not always a good thing sometimes.
Seeing that no one around could save the child. Yang Bei narrowed his eyes and without any hesitation, quickly jumped over the railing, rushed into the river and picked up the child.
Although Yang Bei can swim, he has old injuries and is afraid of water.
What he fears most is the rainwater. Although the river water is better, it also greatly limits his movement.
Coupled with the child's subconscious tossing, it was particularly difficult for him to swim to the shore.
And there was no one around to help. The big bosses would only watch the fun and take pictures——
Take a picture of Nima!
The corners of Yang Bei's eyes twitched hard. When he finally swam close to the shore, he stretched out a hand.
It's Song Wanshuang's hand.
She didn't care at all about her valuable handmade English dress. She waded into the water and came to help, saying in an unquestionable tone: "Quickly, hand the child to me!"
There was tenderness in her eyes when she looked at the child.
Action, yet crisp and neat.
What a decisive woman!
Yang Bei admired in his heart and handed the child over. But neither of them expected that the child was too noisy. Instead of hugging Song Wanshuang's arms, he hugged her legs and dragged her with him.
Go down.
Song Wanshuang didn't expect that she would slip and step into the mud.
The strong gravity drags her deeper!
"Mr. Song!"
There was a scream in the distance, and a middle-aged man in his fifties was seen running towards this direction like crazy: it was Zhou Wenqian.
Why did someone not pay attention and Song Wanshuang fell into the river?
Who is Song Wanshuang?
If someone were to die here, the impact would be immeasurable!
Zhou Wenqian was frightened, and Yang Bei also had a headache: "Damn, four or five-year-old children are really troublesome!"
The corners of his eyes twitched, he held his breath again, and with all his strength from his Dantian, he pushed the child to the shore first, then turned around and swam to the center of the lake, bringing Song Wanshuang to the shore.
Once ashore, both of them opened their mouths and spat several times.
Yang Bei also began to feel chills all over, and the symptoms he had when he braved the rain to save Song Celadon showed signs of relapse.
He quickly waved his hand, not caring about accepting the child's damn thanks, and ran out to open a room and change clothes.
On the other side, Zhou Wenqian also hurried over and helped Song Wanshuang back to the presidential suite to change clothes.
While waiting outside the door, Zhou Wenqian was still a little bit reproachful: "Madam, you are a rich man, so why are you in such a disadvantaged situation just for the sake of a child?"
"Five years ago, Xiaobei also fell into the river."
Song Wanshuang's dull voice sounded inside, with love and sadness in his tone: "It's just that no one saved him."
For a moment, Zhou Wenqian was speechless and sighed heavily: "Alas!"
Just after sighing, Song Wanshuang inside suddenly shouted coldly: "No, my USB flash drive is missing!"
"What?"
Zhou Wenqian's face changed drastically and he quickly asked: "Is it number one?"
"right."
Song Wanshuang's voice became a little irritated: "I always carry the USB flash drive No. 1 with me. It was still there when I checked in the room. How could it be missing?"
Zhou Wenqian's heart skipped a beat, and after entering, he analyzed: "Madam, did you have close contact with anyone this afternoon?"
"No, how could I be intimate with others..."
As soon as she said this, Song Wanshuang suddenly felt a chill in her heart: It really does.
The man who calls himself Yang Bei!
If anyone could steal the No. 1 USB flash drive without anyone noticing, it was only him who took advantage of the opportunity when he fell into the water to take action!
That Yang Bei was indeed sent by the hostile chaebol - Song Wanshuang suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura: She hated it most when someone used her son's identity to lie to her.
"Lao Zhou, go check the surveillance and find the man chatting with me by the river. The USB flash drive is in his hand. If he doesn't hand it over, his hands and feet will be broken."
"If you don't pay, you'll get skin cramps!"
At this moment, there was no tenderness in her eyes, only biting frost.