Song Zhiyuan's narrative is very plain, but in everyone's eyes, it is like a thunderclap, buzzing the head.

Song Ci was the calmest one, and the only thought he heard was that, well, it was very consistent with the bloody setting and couldn't eat shit.

It was when she heard that Mrs. Lianyue’s identity and age came from, and she almost got choked by tea. What is the Oedipus complex?

Could it be that the white lotus of Baishuilian was scared and that he was not sincere to the young girl, and his taste changed?

Jiang looked at Lu subconsciously, looked at Mrs. Song tactfully, and lowered her head.

At this time, it is better not to comfort me than to express my comfort.

The whole person of Lu was almost cracked, and all the sadness and despair were instantly defeated by this heavy blow. She stood up and burst out with anger with words: "How dare he, how dare he? Why didn't he die in that ditch!"

As soon as she said that, she became upset. It was not because she cursed Song Zhiqing, but because her parents-in-law were there.

"Lu!" Old Master Song slapped the table and glared at her angrily.

Lu knelt down with a pale face, without defending her, but just laughed at herself and laughed bitterly, laughing while crying.

Her behavior made it difficult for Mr. Song to have an attack. Song Zhiqing was in trouble, but he couldn't just let her go.

"If the third brother is still stumbling, it is your man, the father of your two children. Do you want to make a seven-point decision?" Old Master Song said with a dark face.

Lu just cried but didn't reply. At this moment, even if she was given up, it would not be a big blow.

Is there any blow that a man has set up an outdoor room without knowing it, and only when he has something wrong with the other party?

This blow was not one, it was a few in succession, so she suffered another one.

Song Zhiqing, why didn’t he die of this bastard?

Song Ci said: "Mr. Gu, you helped Lu up and go to the clean room to wash your face."

Mrs. Song and Jiang quickly set up Lu and entered the clean room.

Then Song Ci looked at Song Zhiyuan and asked, "Which lady is that? Is it true?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded: "My son thought about putting the person outside the city. If someone was found out, he would be shameless, so he would get the person back and lock him in the back seat."

Song Ci said indifferently: "I'll send her a bowl of medicine and then send her away from Beijing."

After hearing this, Song Zhicheng said, "Mom, don't you wait for the third brother to wake up before making plans?"

"That's right, that's also the third child." Old Master Song was also scared by Song Ci's decisiveness.

Song Ci glanced at him coldly: "Can the third child lacks children to live in his old age and see him off? Can you still miss this outer room? Do you think the reputation of the outer room is good, but it is equivalent to a traitor. Whose reputation is the disaster? His and the Song family."

The outdoor room often causes trouble to the family, so it cannot be kept.

Old Master Song choked and wanted to argue, but was scared by the boss.

"Besides, he is still in danger of being protected by himself now. It would be strange if he still cares about this outer room and that evil person. If it weren't for their mother and son, would he suffer such a crime? I'm afraid he would be so angry." Song Ci snorted: "So-called committing one's own sins cannot survive. Whether you say I'm cruel or vicious, everything today is his own fault. His future is worrying now. If he still cares about such a woman, then he is not worthy of being a descendant of the Song family, so he should leave the clan as soon as possible."

Old Master Song shrank his neck, but he didn't dare to talk too much. He knew that Song Ci was sometimes really doing it. The third brother was like this, and even if he had left the clan, he would be dead.
Chapter completed!