Chapter 90 093: Whoever is ruthless enough will win
Aunt Song saw that something was wrong and had been with the old lady all year round. Naturally, she understood what the old lady was thinking. She immediately shed tears and walked up to drag Song Qing: "A Qing, please, I beg you, even if you want my mother to die, it will be
, please don’t get involved in this matter.”
Song Qing threw her hand away: "I will definitely find out about dad's matter. As for you, no matter what the result is, you are responsible for it."
"A-Qing, A-Qing, you can't do that. You're trying to force us to death by doing this." Aunt Song knelt on the ground and cried.
Song Cheng was furious and pointed at her: "A-Qing, this is your mother."
"Sister, what's wrong with you? It's you who's wrong." Song Yiran squatted on the ground, supporting Aunt Song with both hands, and shouted angrily with red eyes.
"A-Qing, look at the lives of our group of people. The lives of us all are in your hands. If you say one word today, will you kill your father or kill us?" Old Mrs. Song covered her chest, filled with grief.
Song Qing's face was ugly and her lips were tightened. She looked at Aunt Song, her sister and the people around her who were kneeling on the ground. She didn't know how to make a decision.
They are all her relatives, close relatives of flesh and blood, how should she choose and what should she do?
Yu Wushuang drank tea and ate cakes, watching with gusto. Song Qing still couldn't deal with this group of people. She wasn't ruthless enough to let them go.
She still hasn't seen clearly about family love. Her family love is worthless in their eyes, and they will even kill her if there is a chance.
Whoever is ruthless enough in this dispute will win.
Song Zhi didn't say anything. He wanted to see what Song Qing could do. At this moment, he knew in his heart that if Song Qing didn't see it clearly, she would never understand.
The young man at the door looked dumbfounded. What happened?
They cried and knelt, all staring with angry eyes. Only their junior sister sat still and ate cakes.
I really admire my junior sister's determination, but the Song family is a bit too chaotic.
Song Qing is struggling. She will not let her father, whom she respects, leave alone. Although her mother is at fault, it must be her mother. Her grandmother has loved her since she was a child.
The memory flooded into her mind for a moment, and the impact of the image made her head hurt.
"Sister, sister, please leave it alone, eldest sister." Song Yiran held her hand with her little hand.
Song Qing came back to her senses and saw Song Yiran's face. This was her sister, her most beloved sister...
"As long as dad is fine, I... don't care." She could only retreat to this point.
Yuwu's eyes widened, and the pastry was gradually crushed in her hands. Song Qing couldn't do it after all. Her retreat would kill Song Qian.
Song Zhi's face also darkened.
"A-Qing, are you telling the truth?" Aunt Song, who was crying, looked up.
Song Qing nodded stiffly.
The old lady's heart flashed with joy, and she raised her hand to pretend to wipe her eyes: "It's okay, grandma knows that you still feel sorry for your mother and me, an old woman."
"Whoever moved the disaster relief food has to move it back. Song Cheng is going to surrender to the government. It's up to the government to decide what happens." Song Qing has not forgotten this.
"You want me to surrender?" Song Cheng glared.
"Do you want dad to take the blame for the bad things you did?" She didn't care about her mother and sister, but Song Cheng couldn't.
"Bastard thing..."
"Ah Cheng." The old lady scolded.
"Mom, listen, she wants me to surrender and go to jail."
"A-Qing has already given in. You don't need to say anything more. Tomorrow's mother will go to the government with you to explain the matter clearly," the old lady said.