Song Mingtian stared at the man fiercely, as if he wanted to turn his eyes into a sharp sword and pierce him.
Patriarch Song looked at his nephew whom he had loved for more than thirty years and said nothing.
Song Mingtian's body trembled, and he fell to the ground tremblingly. He looked at Patriarch Song and begged for mercy: "Old Patriarch, I didn't know that boy Qing Ji was allergic to alcohol. If I knew, I wouldn't let him drink it. He
You didn't tell me at that time, so I don't know how to feel at ease. Master, I really didn't mean it, please forgive me because I didn't know."
"I got around you, why should I spare you? If I let you go according to your words today, how will I face Qing Ji in the future?
And you are so old that you don’t feel ashamed. Let alone not knowing that he is allergic to alcohol, is it what you, an elder, should do if you force him to drink with force? It’s embarrassing!
You have committed some things before, and I can forgive you, but this time you went too far." Mr. Song said.
After listening to the old Patriarch's words, Song Mingtian climbed to the old Patriarch's legs, hugged one of his legs and yelled: "Old Patriarch, you have wronged me, how could I use any means to force him? Although I was drunk at the time, I
There was still a trace of sobriety, and I clearly remembered that after the master of the house left, I continued to let him drink, but he didn't drink, so I said a few words in a serious way, but there was no use for any means."
"You bastard! You are so drunk that you can't remember anything. Do you have to ask me to find someone here to confront you? Don't be embarrassed. Look at that Song... whatever his name is. He named you as the one who forced you.
What kind of tricks is there for a man who drank Qingji wine at this time? You said you didn't force him, so he couldn't think of it? Doesn't he know that he is allergic to alcohol?" Old Patriarch Song yelled angrily.
He swung his legs, trying to throw Song Mingtian away, but his hands were holding him too tightly. He couldn't get rid of him no matter what.
Song Mingtian tightly grasped the old Patriarch Song's leg, as if grasping his last life-saving straw.
What kind of punishment is this?
But the old patriarch obviously doesn't believe it. Just imagine, in this era where strength is the most important thing, how could someone block their own future and destroy someone, and this person cannot be destroyed so easily.
He was still muttering curses in his mouth: "I let you talk too much and let you take advantage of petty gains. Beat you to death! You are as timid as a mouse. If you dare to offend me, just wait for me!"
Patriarch Song looked at Song Mingtian coldly, showing no emotion or anger, and said: "What do you have to say now? You have disappointed me so much. I will take care of you when the final results of Qing Ji come out."
But looking at Song Mingtian's current appearance, I'm afraid he doesn't have many memories of the banquet. If he did, he would have dragged a group of them to hell.
This smile made Song Mingtian feel dazzled, and he used almost all the strength in his body to hit him even harder.
After Song Mingtian beat Song Zihua, he didn't stay long. He glanced at the others fiercely and left.
"Yes, I remember this too."
"I was present and I testified."
Anyway, Song Zihua took the lead and offended Song Mingtian. Now that he was the second one, he was not so harmful.
Did this matter pass so easily?
Just let him shut up and think about his mistakes?
Only the stunned Song Mingtian and a group of men were left.
He said excitedly: "Yes, he drank it himself. He must have wanted to frame me because he thought I was bullying him. That must be the case, old master, you believe me."
A group of men felt relieved after seeing that the head of the Song family was sure that Song Mingtian was the mastermind of the Qing Ji incident.
As a result, before he could catch his breath, Song Mingtian rushed toward them frantically, like a madman.
He wanted to blame the others present, but there were some sporadic fragments in his mind. This fragment was from when he asked Song Qingji to drink.
He set his sights on the target, rushed towards him at full speed, picked up Song Zihua's collar, raised his fist and beat him.
Even so, when they saw Patriarch Song's favoritism, the flames of jealousy burned in their hearts. Some younger guys couldn't bear it anymore and began to boldly accuse Song Mingtian: "Old Patriarch, I didn't drink too much.
I drank a lot and was sober at the time. I heard Song Mingtian threatening Song Qingji with my own ears. Poor boy, he had no experience and couldn't resist. He got scared and had to drink."
Patriarch Song didn't say anything, but Song Mingtian already knew that he was afraid that he was really serious about it.
Song Mingtian was a little anxious when he saw so many people inciting him to rebel. Although the old family leader believed that he did it, there was no complete evidence. Now a large group of people came to testify, including some of his henchmen.
Before they could think about it for a long time, Patriarch Song said again: "You'd better pray that Song Qingji's talent can be as good as usual, otherwise..."
The other silent people in the room were startled.
As soon as the two people in front opened their mouths, a group of people in the back began to boo.
He may not be able to escape as easily as before this time, but there is nothing he can do.
This is the stupidest way.
After Patriarch Song finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and left, followed by Mrs. Song.
"I saw it with my own eyes."
"Are you crazy or are you drunk enough to say such crazy things? Stay in your own yard and don't come out to me."
When the other men present heard the words of Patriarch Song, they subconsciously felt that he was still favoring Song Mingtian.
They desperately want to remove the guilt from themselves.
If the old family master knew that they were also involved in this matter, I'm afraid they would learn a more severe lesson.
He thought that Song Zihua would beg for mercy from him with his disgusting and flattering face like before. Unexpectedly, he just smiled at him with unknown meaning.
What's more, he also has the mental and physical strength around him.
No need to think too much, the punishment must be more severe than Song Mingtian's.
They were also participants. In order to please Song Mingtian, they also threatened Song Qingji. Now that Song Mingtian didn't think about it, they put all the blame on him.
No one in the group of people standing nearby helped to stop him, and they didn't let go until Song Mingtian beat him until he fainted and fell to the ground.
Song Qingji almost lost his life.
He couldn't accept it all of a sudden, and felt that he was going to be finished. His hands that hugged Patriarch Song didn't know when they let go, and they hung down.
Rather than offending Song Mingtian, they were more afraid of Patriarch Song. After all, most of the family's resources were in the hands of Patriarch Song.
As soon as Song Mingtian walked away, Song Zihua got up from the ground, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at the direction Song Mingtian left with a cold smile.
He remembered!
"Brother Zihua is awesome. It's better to come up with the method you came up with. Not only will we not be implicated, but we can also make Mr. Song disappointed with Song Mingtian. I don't know if he will be punished this time. It would be better if we can punish him."
The man praised without hesitation.
"Thanks to Brother Zihua's adaptability, but how do you know that Song Mingtian will forget what happened after drinking." One person couldn't help but asked curiously.
