Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 125: Why do you blame him?
Red Maple Mountain on the northern outskirts.
Family Villa Song.
The living room on the first floor had a miserable atmosphere.
This atmosphere has continued since the opening of the reception last night.
Song Chunsheng was sitting on the European-style sofa in the living room, her eyelids drooping, her expression indistinguishable.
There was no exaggerated expression on his face, but it made people feel even more anxious.
Fang Ru sat before Song Ziyu, mother and son, without saying a word, and neither of them looked very handsome.
The sky outside is getting darker. At dusk, the sound of footsteps being deliberately made light finally sounded from the gate.
The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, the rhythm was somewhat elongated, as if guilty of doubt.
Song Ziyun's figure slowly appeared outside the gate, still wearing the evening gown she wore last night.
Looking at the scene in the living room, Song Ziyun shrunk, then entered with a smile on her face, "Dad, Mother, Big Brother, you are all here."
He took back his quick steps and walked upwards as if nothing had happened. "I'll go upstairs to sleep first. I can't survive after an entire night without rest. Don't wait for me to have dinner."
"Stop." The man's emotionless voice sounded from behind, “Where did you go last night?”
Song Ziyun was speechless as she was about to go upstairs, panic flashed in her eyes, she forced herself to smile calmly, "The incident happened suddenly last night, she said, I went to look for Aunt Meng to find out the situation, and it was almost midnight. when I finished chatting with her. I didn't go back and stay at Aunt Meng's house for one night."
On top of the sofa, Fang Ru and Song Ziyu's expressions became even worse after listening to him.
Song Chunsheng stood up slowly and walked in front of Song Ziyu.
“Live with Madam Yan all night?” He asked, his eyes dark.
Song Ziyun nodded, her eyes slightly flashing, "Last night, there was some discomfort at the reception. I was worried that Aunt Meng would cause a split in our family, so I chased after her to ask her the situation. Fortunately, I went, otherwise, there would be a real misunderstanding. Father, he helped Song Yueliang last night because Song Yueliang accidentally helped her with a small favor on the first day she came to Huicheng, but in terms of distance and closeness, she said, how could Song Yueliang compare to me and Aunt Meng for nearly five years? friendship-"
"Hit!" A slap made him lose his voice so strongly that he staggered and fell down the stairs behind him.
Song Chunsheng's face was grim, "How dare you lie to me?! The person who stayed with Meng Jingxian last night was Song Yueliang!"
The burning pain on his face was not as good as the panic that appeared in his heart, Song Ziyun turned pale, "Dad, listen to my explanation—"
"Shut up! Explain what? Explaining the five years of friendship between you and Meng Jingxian is nothing compared to the little help that Song Yueliang helped remember? Because you, I, our entire Song family, lost face at the reception yesterday! "
Fang Ru also stood up at this moment, with a cold and displeased face, "Zi Yun, is this the surprise you told us at the beginning? Last night my old face was thrown to the ground and trampled hard! Meng Jingxian Human face, I didn't give you half a face! How do you want me to go out and face those people in the future?! That's ridiculous!”
"If Meng Jingxian doesn't come, this won't happen at all." Song Ziyu leaned lazily on the sofa, sneering and sneering, "My good sister, you yourself messed up my company's opening reception. I admire her. Heck, if you don't have the ability to climb high, don't pretend it's too bad, it's a shame."
Song Ziyun fell down the stairs with a voice of shouting, mockery and ridicule, her face turned pale, and the anger and unwillingness hidden in her heart became stronger.
What happened yesterday was also unexpected to him, so it wasn't his fault?
If not for the wholehearted desire of the family to cling to the Yan family and flocked to the Yan family, why would he rack his brains to invite Meng Jingxian over?
Why should you blame him? !
And Song Yueliang, why are there always things pampering him?
He was obviously a bastard, but he had always been against it, and he would be trampled on in every way!
"The Jiang family has revealed their intention to get married before. You can make arrangements these few days and invite the Jiang family to discuss the matter of marriage." Song Chunsheng turned his head and gave Fang Ru instructions. Looking at his daughter who was curled up in the corner of the stairs, "Take her until this matter is over, and don't let her step out again!"
Like throwing away a useless child, his tone is disgusting, indifferent, and cruel.
Song Ziyun did not look up, and felt shivers all over her body.
He knew that if he did not show his worth, there was no point in arguing and protesting at the moment.
I could only watch my life at stake and become a bargaining chip in exchange for a profit.
"Father, the Song family has taken a lot of advantage from the Yan family in the past five years, right? If I don't please Meng Jingxian and Yan Huai, why do you think Yanqin has given the Song family such ease in recent years? He was unable to control the qualification and decision-making weight of the Yan consortium." Standing with the help of the marble fence, Song Ziyun slowly straightened her disheveled hair, with a unanimous determination.
This is the only chip left.
Song Chunsheng had already climbed the stairs, and he did not turn his head when he heard the words, "Because you are so capable, don't just say empty words and provide evidence that can convince me. Otherwise, let's see, without you, the Yan family's comfort will be taken back!"
Even Fang Ru and Song Ziyu's reactions were not what he expected.
Fang Ru called and started contacting the Jiang family.
Song Ziyu took the coat she threw onto the sofa, and walked out, "The company has just opened, and before we get her business, she said, we have to find a way to explain the joke to others. I'm so annoying, I'm going to the company!"
Song Ziyun stood on the first rung of the stairs, holding on to the handle to stabilize her trembling figure.
What was touted as the only bargaining tool was now in the ears of his family members, just listening to a joke!
He bit his lips hard, a look of despair appeared in his eyes, and he turned around and ran upwards.
The night has come.
The lights were lit in the Fu family courtyard on Tonggu Lane.
In the luxurious and simple living room, Mr. Fu was sitting on a rocking chair while holding a teacup in his hand, and the ancient sandalwood table beside him sings a long, melodious opera on a semiconductor radio.
Uncle Gui picked up a large scissor, moved the pot of plants that needed to be trimmed into the living room, and danced the scissors under the light.
There were three people in a room, but the youngest did nothing, sitting in the master teacher's chair in a daze, his eyes sagging, and his expression trance.
It's like losing your soul.
Ringing ringing—
Phone's ringing.
The two middle-aged people who were doing something did not move, the phone was right in Fu Yanchi's hands.
Ringing ringing—
The repeated ringing interfered, and Master Fu shouted, "Achi, pick up the phone! It's noisy, I can't even listen to this opera!"
There was no answer, Master Fu turned his head to look, and what he saw was a man with three souls and five souls missing.
This situation is very rare.
“Ah Gui, what happened to her? He didn't come home all night, and he came back like this?”.