Although he was puzzled, Zhuo WeiTing still sat in front of the computer and followed his father's instructions to look up the case. Soon, he found the news from six years ago.
"Song Qianshan's wife is insane?"
Looking at the words on the computer screen, a scene jumped out from the depths of Zhuo Weiting's memories.
That seemed to be ten years ago, before he had returned to the Zhuo Family.
"No, this is a family tragedy. Sigh, Wayne, check and see how old the girl who was killed was. Do you have a picture of her?"
He wasn't too clear about what had happened that year. He only knew that Song Qianshan's wife had committed suicide after that incident.
The reason why he wanted his son to marry the daughter of the Song Family was because Song Qianshan's wife had been his first love. He had made his son help him achieve his goal. However, he didn't expect that he had done something wrong this time.
"SHIT, why is that dead child like Song Laidi?"
Zhuo WeiTing enlarged the picture. Looking at the familiar silhouette, he threw the mouse away.
"No, she's not Song Laidi. If I'm not wrong, she should be the girl who 'died' six years ago, but there must be some story we don't know about."
Zhuo Minghui shook his head. When he proposed marriage to Song Qianshan, he had seen three of the Song Family's daughters. This was the reason why he kept staring at Zi Yan during dinner.
"Dad, has the funding you gave to the Song Family already been allocated?"
Zhuo Weitang looked at his father with slight annoyance. The father and son duo being toyed with by Song Qianshan in such a way was truly annoying.
"Even if you don't marry her, I will help her. This is my compensation to A-Hui. If I didn't suddenly leave that year, she wouldn't have married Song Qianshan. Sigh."
Zhuo Minghui sat down in front of the computer and said with a deep sigh.
"I'll go find Song Qianshan tomorrow. He should give us an explanation."
Zhuo WeiTing really wanted to kill Song Qianshan right now. He actually played such a trick in front of so many people. Moreover, if his dad's guess was right, then the woman who slept on his bed was only nineteen.
He wanted to kill Song Qianshan the moment he thought about how dirty he was for having sex with a nineteen year old girl.
At this moment, he finally understood why everything was so obvious when Zi Yan said her sister drugged her.
"No, if she could say it, she wouldn't be like that today. Wei, go and get a private investigator to investigate tomorrow. As for Song Qianshan, I'll handle him myself."
Zhuo Minghui acted as if he was afraid his son would do something wrong and quickly stopped him.
"Then what about her? Do I have to pretend to be ignorant and continue to be husband and wife with her? "
Zhuo WeiTing felt as if he had been smashed in a rice field onto his face. If this matter were to be exposed, how would he manage the company?
"Wei, don't provoke her. Just pretend that nothing happened, no matter what you do, even if you want to separate, you have to find out the truth, not to mention, both of you already have a husband and wife. Are you going to be a man who abandons everything? No matter what the reason is for you to be together, since you've done it, then you have to take responsibility. "
Zhuo Minghui lectured his son.
"Dad, you forced me to marry her. You have to understand that she's only nineteen!"