Chapter 1089

It's not the time when the law and public opinion can drink those ambitious rats.

This is the 1920s when people eat without spitting.

The group of uncles, uncles and aunts who dare to cross mountains to Bei'an must be fully prepared. The time for her to come is too bad. She has no contacts or help.

Lu Yilan stretched out her small arm and saw that with such a force, someone else's hand could discount her.

Lu Yilan is very clear that she can't keep the Song family property.

But -

even if she can't keep it, she can't leave the great wealth to those wolves. If things are going to disappear, she should give them a good place and strive for a good etiquette.

"Evian."

The maid at the door heard the young lady's call and immediately knocked on the door.

Yiyun looks at Lu Yilan beside the bed, and his heart is a lot more stable. After the first lady wakes up this morning, she seems to be reborn. She seems to have confidence and organization in everything she does

Such a confident young lady is sure to hold the Song family.

"Miss, what's the matter with you calling Yiyun?"

"Do you have a trustworthy young man in your family?"

"Yes, yes, you are?"

"Tomorrow morning, you give this letter to the boy and ask him to deliver it to major general Lu Qifeng of the general's residence in Bei'an."

"Major general Lu..." Yiyun heard his name, his heart trembled, heaven! Does the young lady know major general Lu? In that case, the hope of keeping her family property will be even greater! Major general Lu Stamp your feet and see who dares to attack the Song family!

"Yes, Yiyun will do it well."

The little girl's eyes are bright. Lu Yilan knows what she's doing in YY as soon as she sees it, but she doesn't know. After all, she's going to have something to do with major general Lu soon.

In the morning, the general's residence in Bei'an.

Lu Qifeng came back from the barracks with his good friend Chen Siyang. As soon as he passed the house, the housekeeper had a pink letter in his hand He came over.

His eyes were puzzled. Lu Siyang saw the color of the envelope, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"Young master, I heard from the Song family this morning."

"Song family?"

……

The teacup and the teacup collided, making a clear and pleasant sound. Lu Siyang was drinking tea and laughing, "Song Qing is also a leading businessman, but she died miserably. How could the only daughter not carry it so clearly..."

"As soon as dad died, he sent a love letter to you, tut --"

he still wanted to talk, but he found that Lu Qifeng, who was looking at the love letter, suddenly raised a strange smile.

"Hey, Qi Feng, what are you laughing at?"

"This miss song is a character."

"What the hell?" Lu Siyang said that he was going to rob Lu Qifeng of the letter in his hand, but he hid behind him. "You're so mean, I won't let you read a few letters!"

Lu Qifeng picked his eyebrows and chuckled. Then he stuffed the letter into his pocket and picked up his tea. "Siyang, come and tell me the story of Miss Song in the circle." He would like to hear about such a girl How did it grow.

Looking at Lu Qifeng's interest, Chen Siyang put down his tea, cleared his throat and said.

Song Rujin

A thousand beauties and a hundred favourites are not domineering, nor are they the little temperaments of rich women. People are also kind-hearted, and their looks are even better, but they are too mediocre.

Timidity, cowardice, no sense of being.