Song Taosheng's face immediately fell, he put down the chopsticks in his hands and sighed.
"I didn't know about this. If it was Ajie who did it, I wouldn't protect him."
Shao Luan Sheng looked at him with cold eyes, and the corners of his handsome mouth curved in a cold arc. The lights on the ceiling reflected his uncanny and handsome face, exuding an evil and sycophantic charm.
"Actually, you know this matter better than anyone else."
The voice is cold.
Song Taosheng's dark eyes fell on his face, silent.
Song Shijie on the side was unwilling and pointed angrily, "Shao Luansheng, before you accuse, you must first provide evidence."
That peach-blossom face was filled with resentment.
Looking at Song Shijie's face, Shao Luansheng smiled elegantly.
"If the evidence had been produced, you wouldn't be sitting here now."
Song Shijie was choked by this and speechless.
The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly turned into dead silence, two eyes were staring at each other in the air, and a strong smell of smoke suddenly emerged.
"Do you have to make this dinner tasteless before you give up?" Lu Haifen couldn't stand it anymore and whimpered eagerly, with a look of helplessness on her face.
"A Sheng, eat first. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it after dinner!"
"You seem to be the ones who started the topic first." Shao Luansheng's tone seemed to be describing a ridiculous incident.
Lu Haifen's face turned pale. She was indeed the one who started the topic, but was unexpectedly counterattacked. Now the situation has turned, and Shang Wan is on the advantage side.
All along, they had regarded Shang Wan as a chess piece to contain Shao Luansheng, but they didn't expect to push her into a hurry and counterattack.
This blow caught them off guard and made them passive.
"Dad, Mom, since things have reached this point, there is no point in continuing." Shang Wan put down his bowls and chopsticks and sat upright, looking at the two of them with a determined expression.
"Haha... Shang Wan, you have too many beautiful thoughts. Do you want to burn down the bridge?" Song Shijie's cold sneer came from the side.
She turned her head and saw Song Shijie looking at her with a sinister look on his face. She said with a cold face: "Song Shijie, you are the one who caused this result."
"But don't forget, it's because of me that you two have the opportunity to get back together. After we get together, you two want to sleep together and fly together. It's not that cheap. If you don't want the scandal of you sleeping together every night to be exposed in front of the media,
Expose it, it’s best not to make me anxious, because if you make me anxious, I can do anything.”
The voice was sinister and full of threats.
Then there was a snap, and the chopsticks were placed on the table. The next second, Song Shijie stood up, pushed his chair away, and was about to leave the dining table.
At this moment, a childish voice came: "Second uncle, don't be angry, I'll give you a touch to help you feel better."
When the tense crowd heard this childish voice, their heartstrings immediately relaxed, and their eyes fell on the sound.
I saw Doudou holding up her shiny hands and stroking the trousers on Song Shijie's legs. The shiny oil on her hands was all stained on Song Shijie's high-quality trouser legs, and Doudou still had a naive smile on her face.
Song Shijie lowered his head and looked at the dazed kid next to him, his oil-stained hands still touching his trouser legs. His cold face became darker and darker, and his anger began to boil wildly.
"Second uncle, you will get wrinkles when you are angry, and you will not be handsome." Doudou continued to speak, ignoring the anger in Song Shijie's eyes.
"Take your dirty hands away." Song Shijie roared angrily.
Doudou immediately pursed his lips, paused, then looked at Song Taosheng, and said reluctantly: "Grandpa, my second uncle doesn't accept my favor."
"Come to Grandpa quickly."
Song Taosheng looked at Doudou with a hurt look on his face, walked up to him like a wronged little wife, and reprimanded Song Shijie heartily.
"Ajie, why are you so angry with the child?"
"Dad, look at my pants." Song Shijie pointed at his pants with a frown.
"The pants are dirty and can be washed. Doudou was so kind to comfort you, but you actually yelled at him. What's this like?" Song Taosheng scolded him with a serious face.
Song Shijie's tall body suddenly trembled with anger. Lu Haifen, who had been watching, immediately said: "Ajie, go back to your room and change your pants quickly."
Song Shijie walked down the steps under the guidance of Lu Haifen and left the dining table with anger all over his body.
"Doudou, grandpa has already taught my second uncle a lesson, don't be sad." Song Taosheng comforted Doudou.
"Yeah." Doudou nodded.
"Then go back and eat quickly!"
"I'm full." A smile immediately appeared on Doudou's face.
"I asked mommy to take me to wash my hands."
"Okay." Song Taosheng stroked Doudou's head with a kind expression.
Shang Wan, who was watching Doudou's performance, had a smile on his face when Song Shijie left the table angrily.
"Doudou, Mommy is also full and will take you to wash your hands."
Doudou jumped up to Shang Wan with a happy face, and the mother and son held hands and left the restaurant.
Looking at the backs of mother and son, Shao Luansheng, who had been silent all this time, had a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.
His expression fell into Song Taosheng's eyes, and his expression was cryptic.
"Mommy, I did it on purpose just now. Who told him to bully you?" When they walked to a deserted place, Doudou suddenly said in a low voice.
Shang Wan flashed a smile: "I've seen it a long time ago."
"Hehe." Doudou smiled.
She smiled warmly, but shook her head helplessly. Her son's sharpness really put her to shame. His acting skills were enough to win the Oscar for Best Actor.
But seeing Song Shijie's angry expression just now, her son really stood up for her and was able to protect her at such a young age.
Pride comes naturally.
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"A Sheng, no matter what the situation is between you and A Wan, the fact is that she is still your sister-in-law. If you are not afraid of outside public opinion, then you continue to force them to divorce. Ajie will destroy Shang Wan." Song Tao
Sheng stared at Shao Luansheng with a gloomy face.
At this time, there were only him and Shao Luansheng at the dinner table.
Shao Luansheng's eyes were colorless, and he glanced back sideways, "Ah Wan will eventually divorce Song Shijie. What difference does it make if you divorce early or later? Maybe if you divorce early, you can still keep the Song family."
Song Taosheng lowered his eyelids, "If you hadn't had a hand in it, they wouldn't be like this."
"Haha, don't forget what I said? It's the greatest favor that I haven't done anything now." The tone was gloomy.
"If you continue to insist on oppression, the Song family will never allow you to exist."
Shao Luan Sheng just looked at him like that, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Haha, you are really Song Shijie's good father."
The laughter was neither salty nor light, but there was a trace of sadness in it. There was nothing to talk about at this moment.
Suddenly he stood up and turned to leave.
Just after walking a few steps, Song Taosheng's explanation came.
"I just don't want to mess up the Song family."
"The current chaos in the Song family is caused by you. Also, I don't care about the Song family at all." After saying this, he left without looking back.
What was left to Song Taosheng was a lonely and solemn figure with murderous intent.
That night, Shang Wan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw Shao Luansheng standing at the window with his back to her, his back showing deep loneliness and sadness.
This sadness inexplicably quenched her heart, and she walked over and hugged him gently.
"It's washed." Shao Luan Sheng placed his warm palm on her hand.
"Yeah." She pressed her face against his broad back.
"Then go to bed early, you are tired today." His voice was very soft.
She suddenly let go of him and walked around to him, "Are you worried?"
ps: I am very depressed today, and I am too depressed to write anything. Alas, I can only write so much today.