The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Zhou Lei is Song Hua's adoptive mother, she brought Song Hua back from the orphanage, and she raised Song Hua painstakingly.

But now Song Hua not only doesn't know how to repay her kindness of upbringing, but treats her like her enemy.

Wild species are wild species, no matter how good they are to her, they are not well-bred.

Zhou Lei is very angry now.

"Forget it, don't care about your sister," Song Baoyi sighed, "Also, I'm also at fault in this matter."

"What's wrong with you! It's all the fault of that little wild breed!" Zhou Lei looked at Song Baoyi, "Baoyi, don't feel wronged for that little wild breed! She can't even match a strand of your hair. !"

Zhou Lei's greatest joy now is that she has given birth to such an excellent daughter as Song Baoyi.

If she only had the adopted daughter Song Hua, then she would have nothing to look forward to in her life!

**

upstairs.

Song Hua sat in front of the desk, the lamp was on, the mobile phone she just bought during the day has now been dismantled into pieces, and the various parts are piled up together, I am afraid that even professionals will frown when they see it.

Some of these parts are original to the mobile phone, and some are bought at the flea market in the afternoon.

After buying a mobile phone, she had very little left, so she could only go to the second-hand market. Fortunately, the second-hand market can also find good things.

Song Hua lowered her eyebrows slightly, her eyebrows were serious, and she slowly put together various parts. Under the illumination of the desk lamp, her fingers that were already white were now even more brilliant and white, as slender as jade, so it was amazing to see.

In a short time, the scattered parts were pieced together into a complete mobile phone.

Song Hua pressed the power button.

Ding--

turned on.

The modified mobile phone looks no different from the normal mobile phone in appearance, but after using it, you will find that the modified mobile phone responds more than ten times faster than the ordinary phone.

Song Hua downloaded a financial software in the APP store, opened it, and registered a new account.

Very simple account name.

SH.

Afterwards, Song Hua put all the remaining 120 yuan in the bank card into a seemingly inconspicuous fund.

Just then, a news message popped up on the web page.

Song Hua clicked in casually, and was attracted by the banner hanging on the news homepage.

*Mysterious financial tycoon miss Song dies unexpectedly*

After clicking, there is a brief introduction about miss Song.

miss song.

Name unknown, identity unknown, birth address unknown, age 24.

Eight years ago, Miss Song became famous in the financial world, and Huaguo gained a firm foothold in the international financial world.

On May 26, Miss Song died in a plane crash. On the same day, the flight she took plunged into an unnamed sea. The entire flight, including the captain and flight attendants, had a total of 56 dead bodies.

In the condolences there is this passage:

"She has subverted an era, created miracles that cannot be replicated, and it is the belief of our generation!"

There are over a million comments below.

[I can't believe this is a fact. Miss Song has always been a god-like existence in my heart. I hope the media will come out to refute the rumor soon! 】

[I'm still looking forward to seeing Miss Song's true face. I can't forget the battle to become famous eight years ago. Without her, we wouldn't be where we are now. 】

Another hot comment was copied and pasted directly into the comment area.

[Although the people of Sri Lanka have died, their faith will not die! 】

[Although the people of Sri Lanka have died, their faith will not die! 】

[Although the people of Sri Lanka have died, their faith will not die! 】

【.】

Song Hua flipped to the next news with a light expression.

The next news is still about Miss Song.

Although nearly half a month has passed, the heat of time has not diminished, which shows the influence of Miss Song in China.

Yu family mansion.

The lights in the room were a little dim.

There was a strong smell of wine in the air.

The man sits on a small red sandalwood chair with his legs crossed, a cigarette that is about to burn out between the fingers of his left hand, the computer in front of the desk is lit, and the light on the screen coats the man's face with a layer of light Halo, shallow.

If someone is next to you, you will definitely find that at this time, the computer web page is staying on the news comments.

[Although the people of Sri Lanka have died, their faith will not die! 】

There are over a million comments, and when you look at it, it's all the same.

At this moment, a cell phone ringing suddenly came from the quiet room.

The man calmly pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and answered the phone.

"Hey."

Although the voice was very low, the chill contained in it could still be heard.

At this time, he was shrouded in darkness, and his whole body exuded a high-ranking aura, where is there any shadow of waste?

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded young and energetic, "Third brother, I have checked several sea areas and found no clues."

"Look for it."

Low voice, no emotion can be heard.

The other end seemed to want to say something else, and after a moment, he continued, "Okay."

Everyone has been in trouble for half a month.

The sea area near the accident is already highly variable, with turbulent undercurrents and extremely high danger. Where can we find clues now?

Just as Yu Tingzhi hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

Dangdang-

Yu Tingzhi turned off the computer and picked up the unfinished wine.

"Come in."

Soon, the door was pushed open.

Fang Minghui walked in from the outside, and when he opened the door, he saw Yu Tingzhi lying on a chair drinking, the smell of alcohol in the air made people dizzy.

"Tingzhi, why don't you turn on the light?"

After saying that, Fang Minghui reached out and turned on the light.

Snapped.

A dazzling white light shone in the air.

Yu Tingzhi, who was lying on the sofa, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.

"Tingzhi."

Seeing the young son who was drinking and dreaming all day, Fang Minghui's face was full of helplessness and distress, "Mom made you sober soup, you can drink a little."

Fang Minghui said while supporting Yu Tingzhi on the sofa.

Yu Tingzhi took the hangover soup and took a sip.

Between the brows was an indescribable tiredness.

Fang Minghui continued: "Tingzhi, you are about to be engaged soon, and you can't let your temperament come in the future. Miss Song is not an ordinary girl. If you can quit this wine, try to quit!"

Song Baoyi is not only a famous lady, but also a talented girl who is famous in Jiangcheng. Her future prospects are immeasurable. If Yu Tingzhi does not make changes, how can she compare with Song Baoyi?

After all, Yu Tingzhi is also known as a child prodigy. Fang Minghui believes that Yu Tingzhi, as long as he is willing to make changes, will definitely be worthy of Song Baoyi.

Speaking of this, she paused, then took out a black card, "Here is a little money that my mother saved for you. After getting engaged to Miss Song, there are still many places to spend money. If there is a shortage of funds, just say something. I'm your mother, no matter how old you are, you are always my child, you don't need to feel embarrassed between us."

Now that she gives Yu Tingyi a little more money, Yu Tingzhi doesn't have to reach out to her for it.

After all, they are also people who want to get engaged. It would be bad if Song Baoyi knew that Yu Tingzhi was still reaching out to his family for money.

"Mom, I'm not short of money." Yu Tingzhi pushed the black card back to Mrs. Yu.

Fang Minghui knew that Yu Tingzhi was trying to be brave.

He has accomplished nothing, except drinking and playing games all day, how can he not be short of money?

"Mom knows that you are not short of money, but this is what Mom wants. You keep it!" Mrs. Yu put the black card into Yu Tingzhi's hand.

"I don't really need it."

Fang Minghui looked up at Yu Tingzhi with a complicated expression.

I was guessing in my heart that it was possible that Mr. Yu secretly gave Yu Tingzhi money.

Mr. Yu has always been generous.

In this case, Fang Minghui will not insist anymore. If it hurts Yu Tingzhi's self-esteem, it will be too much. He continued: "I have already prepared the engagement, so you don't need to worry about it."

Yu Tingzhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Fang Minghui knew what Yu Tingzhi was worried about, and said with a smile, "Tingzhi, don't worry. Miss Song family is not that kind of superficial person. She will definitely not despise you because of the engagement you made since you were young."

Mrs. Yu had met Song Baoyi once.

That's a really well-informed man.

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~