After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Song Zhaoyang looked at Jiang Cuocuo who was walking towards him, his eyes became a little obsessed.

Although her face was ugly, her indifferent demeanor, walking posture, and the feeling on her body were all the same as Shen Jiangcuo in his deep memory.

Shen Jiangcuo will have this expression when he treats people he hates.

In the past, she only had smiles for him, happy, lively, coquettish, coquettish, and high-spirited. Every time he saw her smile, his heart would become full.

But now, Shen Jiangcuo only has loathing and hatred for him, getting colder and loathing each time.

Song Zhaoyang was very uncomfortable, he really wanted the people in front of him to smile at him, even once.

Song Chaoyang's straightforward gaze made Jiang Cuocuo feel sick,

"Have you seen enough? You have sent me messages several times, and you insist on coming here today. What is your purpose?"

Song Zhaoyang was reluctant to look away, but restrained the greed in his eyes a little.

"Wrong, isn't my purpose very clear to you? I want to see you..."

"Enough!" Jiang wrongly interrupted Song Chaoyang, "Don't you feel disgusted when you say that!"

Song Chaoyang explained gently, "Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything wrong with you.

I just think that you and Cuo'er are very similar. When I look at you, I feel like I see her. I miss Cuo'er so much, so I use this excuse to ask you out. "

Jiang Cuo couldn't listen anymore, and pretended to leave, Song Zhaoyang stopped her, "You don't want Shen Minghua's evidence anymore?"

Jiang Cuo stopped in his tracks.

Of course she wanted it, otherwise how could she bear the nausea and come to see Song Chaoyang.

"What evidence do you have for him?" Jiang asked wrongly.

Song Chaoyang said calmly, "Sit down first, I've ordered some desserts for you."

Song Chaoyang said and gestured to the waiter, and soon the waiter brought the things over.

Just like last time at the restaurant, Song Chaoyang ordered Shen Jiangcuo's favorite, and her favorite coffee was Mocha.

Jiang Cuocuo sat down opposite Song Chaoyang, without touching any food on the table.

"I don't want to eat anything. If you have real evidence, just say it."

Song Chaoyang took a sip of coffee by himself, and said unhurriedly as usual when discussing business: "Before I say anything, you have to answer my question first."

Jiang Cuo looked at him coldly.

Song Zhaoyang asked directly: "Who are you?"

Jiang made a mistake, "Didn't you check me out, you even approached my mother so many times."

Song Zhaoyang didn't deny it either, "I did investigate you and your family situation, and you also told me about the process of getting to know my wife, Shen Jiangcuo."

"But if you were just her netizen, would you be so concerned about her affairs? And you would be so hostile to me and the Shen family?"

Song Zhaoyang put down the coffee cup, "Or, let me put it another way, what is your relationship with my wife, Shen Jiangcuo?"

Jiang Cuo Cuo didn't want to get entangled with Song Chaoyang on this issue, "I won't repeat what I've said before, if you have any doubts, check it yourself."

Song Zhaoyang picked up a piece of pastry on the table, "You dance like Cuo'er, you can make desserts that she can make, and you even visit her grandpa."

"If those are just coincidences, you are so obsessed with the death of Cuo'er's grandfather, the reason why you accepted my appointment last time was because of your grandfather, and you will come to see me for the same reason this time, how can these be explained?"

Jiang Cuo made a cold smile, "You doubt me once or twice, you don't believe what I said, why don't you give me an explanation?"

Hearing this, Song Chaoyang felt turbulent again, and he couldn't explain it, but he always felt that there was some kind of close relationship between Jiang Cuocuo and Shen Jiangcuo.

If you want Jiang Cuo Cuo to be happy, then do what makes Shen Jiangcuo happy.

So, he took Shen Jingjing's mother and daughter under the knife, he revealed their scandal, and he vented his anger for Shen Jiangcuo's mother and daughter.

He even got stabbed for this one.

It stands to reason that if Jiang Cuocuo was just a netizen of Shen Jiangcuo, she should let go of her grudges and be moved by his actions after he has done so many things.

But no matter whether he sent a message or called, Jiang Cuo Cuo still hated him as before.

So, another absurd and unreasonable thought came to Song Chaoyang's mind - Jiang Cuo Cuo was Shen Jiangcuo.

Only for this reason, Jiang Cuocuo hated him and the Shen family so much.

Only for this reason, he will not be able to please Jiang Cuo Cuo.

Because, Jiang wrongly knew the truth about Shen Jiangcuo being burned to death!

Song Zhaoyang was shocked and stimulated by his own thought, his inner blood was churning, and at the same time dense fear and pain gushed out.

In fact, it wasn't the first time he felt this way, many times he felt like they were the same person.

But how can a dead person be resurrected!

Therefore, he also rejected this idea countless times.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Zhaoyang felt that Shen Jiangcuo might really come back to life!

Jiang Cuocuo watched Song Chaoyang's expression change coldly.

Sometimes he was puzzled, sometimes shocked, sometimes frightened, and finally, he stared straight at her with wide-eyed eyes.

Jiang Cuocuo didn't show any expression.

No matter what Song Zhaoyang suspects or guesses, even if he finds out that she is Shen Jiangcuo, Jiang Cuocuo is not afraid at all!

She wants revenge, she wants to ruin him and get the punishment he deserves. At that time, she will step on him and tell him that she is Shen Jiangcuo!

Seeing that it was impossible for Song Chaoyang to return to normal in a short time, Jiang Cuo Cuo didn't want to stay here any longer.

Jiang Cuocuo also figured it out, even if there was evidence, Song Chaoyang would not give it to her.

After all, Song Chaoyang and Shen Minghua had interests in each other, and Shen Minghua might have Song Chaoyang's disadvantages in his hands.

Song Chaoyang dared to deal with Shen Jingjing only to force Shen Minghua to submit and force him to give up his shares.

Under the interests of money, Song Zhaoyang and Shen Minghua would only continue to vent their anger through the same nostrils.

Therefore, if Song Chaoyang hadn't gone crazy, he wouldn't have broken up with Shen Minghua.

She came here today because she was too impatient and overconfident.

After thinking about it, Jiang Cuocuo ignored Song Chaoyang and got up directly to leave.

Song Zhaoyang hastily stretched out his hand to grab her, "Cuo'er, don't go, I..."

"Ow!"

Before Song Chaoyang finished speaking, he felt a sudden pain on his face, and his body fell backwards with inertia.

"thump!"

Song Zhaoyang's body tripped over the chair, making a loud noise.

His back was also pressed to the bone by the back of the chair, pulling the wound on his waist that was stabbed by Shen Jingjing with scissors.

He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and his teeth clenched.

Song Chaoyang curled up, looked up at the tall man with an angry face in front of him.

It was Mo Lixing.

Mo Lixing didn't know when he came over, the punch just now was also struck by Mo Lixing.

"I warned you earlier, stay away from my wife!"

Mo Lixing protected Jiang Cuocuo behind him, stepped on Song Zhaoyang's face fiercely, and said coldly:

"Taking my words as a deaf ear again and again, do you think that I really won't take action against you?"