In the main hall of the Song house, Song Bocheng looked at the girl who had just visited with surprise.
"Are you looking for me?"
"Yeah, Uncle. I just have something to ask you," Xia Ning nodded at Song Bocheng and said.
Song Bocheng took a few looks at her and nodded. "Say what you want. But the Song family and I have nothing to do with Shen Weiran. You should call me
Just at this time, a servant came with tea. Xia Ning took the tea and said to Song Bocheng with a smile, "Sure, Uncle. Actually, I'm here today to learn a little about Shen Weiran from you."
"Shen Weiran? What's the matter?"
"It was the night when my mother passed away 16 years ago. Was Shen Weiran with you?" Xia Ning said directly. She looked down and said apologetically, "Even though I know this is a bit impolite, I want to know if my mum's car accident was related to Shen Weiran."
