Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

"Master, go to Century Center."

After getting in the car, Tang Nuanhua said to the driver.

"Nuanhua, where are you going?" Lin Nanxiang was very confused.

Tang Nuanhua smiled, "Don't worry, you'll know later."

After speaking, Tang Nuanhua took out his mobile phone and sent a message: See you at Century Center in ten minutes.

Recipient: Song Qianying.

Ten minutes later, the square in the Century Center.

Tang Nuanhua and Lin Nanxiang got out of the car. At this time, an ink-colored car also drove over, and it was Song Qianying who got off.

"Miss Tang."

When Song Qianying saw Tang Nuan painting, she immediately stepped forward. Only then did she notice that there was Lin Nanxiang next to her, so she asked, "This one is?"

"This is my best friend Nan Xiang. I will bring her to be a companion." Tang Nuan painted with a smile, "but you are quite fast."

"Can you please?"

Speaking of this, Song Qianying sighed suddenly, "Now Song Yijun has removed my company from my position. I don't have to go to the company every day, and nothing will happen."

"Miss Tang, don't you know, now my father is unconscious in the hospital, neither my mother nor I can control that Song Yijun, she is about to die in the company now."

Thinking of Song Yijun's appearance at the company, Song Qianying was panicked, and she wished to pull Song Yijun from that position, but she had more than enough energy.

Tang Nuan smiled calmly when he heard the painting, "Don't worry, Song Yijun won't be proud of it for a long time, naturally I can cure her."

"What way?" Song Qianying and Lin Nanxiang both stared at Tang Nuan's painting at this time.

Tang Nuan drew a smile and nodded their foreheads with two index fingers, "Follow me, you will know."

Then, Tang Nuanhua took the two behind him into one of the tallest buildings in Century Center.

The last time Tang Nuan came to paint, it was half a year ago.

At that time, in order to prove Lin Nanxiang's innocence, Tang Nuanhua had to come to Fu Yanxin for help. Unexpectedly, it was time for her to help.

Fu Yanxin, editor-in-chief of the Metropolis News Express, Fu Yansi's sister, is also a friend Tang Nuanhua has known since childhood.

Since this newspaper has always only produced documentary news, the credibility of this newspaper in the hearts of the people is extremely high.

To be able to get on the news of this newspaper, it is usually through a real assessment.

Moreover, once a press release is issued, it is a network-wide press release, and its spread will be much higher than that of ordinary news agencies.

Soon, Tang Nuanhua found the address of the newspaper and then Fu Yanxin.

Fu Yanxin is still so glamorous and charming, but this time, she dyed a wavy curl into dark brown and became more mature.

Throwing away the professional suit, the white tight-fitting sweater on her body perfectly outlines Fu Yanxin's protruding figure, which looks full of femininity.

With ten centimeter high heels still on his feet, Fu Yanxin walked up to the three of them freely.

"Long time no see, Nuanhua."

Fu Yanxin painted Tang Nuan a hug as soon as she came up.

"It's been a long time, beautiful Yanxin, I'm here to trouble you again." Tang Nuan painted haha ​​and laughed, not at all polite.

Fu Yanxin laughed as well, and then she waved her hand generously.

"Don't talk like that between you and me. What's the numbness and trouble? If there is anything I can help you, just say it."

"But, who are the two friends behind you?" Fu Yanxin said, looking at Lin Nanxiang and Song Qianying behind him.

Tang Nuanhua smiled at this time, "These two are my friends. I will introduce you to them in a moment. Now, let's go find a place to sit and talk?"

"Okay."

Fu Yanxin nodded, and then the four women left together.

Since the four women are all great beauties, when they are walking on the road, the person next to them can hardly take their eyes off when they look at them.

The four of them were also very happy, and then they found a cafe and sat down.

"We are together, can we make a table of Mahjong?"

After sitting down, Fu Yanxin opened the topic first.

Several people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere suddenly became less embarrassing.

Then, Tang Nuanhua introduced each other's identities, and then began to talk business.

"Yan Xin, if you are a journalist, you should know that in the past few days, the Song family has a high profile, right?" Tang Nuanhua asked.

"Of course."

Fu Yanxin smiled and nodded, "That Song Yijun, didn't he claim to be a rising star? I wanted to laugh after watching that interview."

Without waiting for Tang Nuanhua to answer, Fu Yanxin asked, "You are looking for me, should it be for her business?"

"You are so smart."

Tang Nuanhua couldn't help but smiled and praised, and then said straight, "It's true that she is my enemy, oh no, it should be our three common enemies."

"That's right." Song Qianying nodded in agreement.

Although Lin Nanxiang didn't speak, she still remembered how Song Yijun treated herself maliciously in the past.

Then, Tang Nuanhua said, "Yan Xin, I actually want you to help me win her limelight!"

"what?"

Fu Yanxin looked confused, "How do you fight this? I'm just an editor in chief. I only know the news. If you let me join your revenge group, I won't do it."

Hearing that, Tang Nuan chuckled, "What a small group of revenge, I actually want you to help me report some news."

"Don't look at that Song Yijun. On the surface, she is serious. In fact, she doesn't know how many bad things she has done. We just hope that you can help us expose those things she did."

"So this is ah."

Fu Yanxin breathed a sigh of relief, and then bluntly agreed.

"Okay, what are you talking about? I'll check the situation and see if I can help you."

"Hmm! You can definitely help."

Tang Nuanhua nodded happily, then looked at Song Qianying, "Qianying, you can tell me about your father."

"Good." Song Qianying nodded.

Then, Song Qianying didn't conceal the slightest bit of concealment, and recounted what happened at home during this period.

After listening to Fu Yanxin, she was shocked.

"So, Song Yijun murdered your father and then deliberately drafted a fake will to usurp the throne?"

"That's right." Song Qianying nodded firmly.

"It's not a small thing, do you have any evidence?" Fu Yanxin asked nervously.

"This..." Song Qianying said this, sighing, "If there is evidence, I won't be reduced to where I am today."

Tang Nuan painting can understand Song Qianying's mood, so she can only comfort her, "It's okay, I will help you."