As soon as Song Tianming came back, he pretended to be nervous and found Mr. Song to ask questions, his face full of concern for Song Wanting.
Mr. Song looked at his eldest son and was puzzled deep in his heart.
He really didn't want to believe that the eldest son he had raised for fifty years actually wanted to murder him.
If this was said from any other person, Mr. Song would not believe it even if he died.
However, when this was said from Ye Chen, Mr. Song had to pay attention even if he didn't want to believe it.
Because, he knew very well that Master Ye Chen was very capable, and with his personality, he would never say anything irresponsible.
And since he said that, there must be some evidence!
Thinking of this, he looked at his eldest son Song Tianming and thought to himself: "It seems that I really have to be cautious! From now on, I must be very energetic!"
As soon as he thought of this, he stood up and said to Song Tianming: "Hey, Tianming, Wanting's affairs have been exhausted and I feel a little uncomfortable. Since you are back, I will help me take charge of the overall situation first. I have to rest first.
, my body can't stand it anymore."
Song Tianming hurriedly said, "Dad, then I will help you back to your room."
Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "No need, please contact Rong Gong quickly and ask about the progress in Japan. Have you found any news about Wanting? If there is any news, tell me in time."
After saying that, the old man looked at the butler Yu Bo and said, "Old Yu, please help me back to the room."
Yu Bo nodded quickly, walked up to him and said respectfully: "Master, please!"
Mr. Song stood up, looked at Song Tianming, and instructed: "Tianming, your brother will leave Wanting's bloodline. No matter what, you must let her come back alive, otherwise I will die and have no shame to see them.
Couple, do you understand?"
A little embarrassment flashed in Song Tianming's eyes, and then he returned to nature and said seriously: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"
Mr. Song nodded slightly, and felt a sigh in his heart.
The reason why he said this was to see if this matter was really done by Song Tianming, then would he still have a last bit of conscience?
If he still has a little conscience, he should have let his niece go and leave it for his dead brother.
But if he was still indifferent and even continued to murder himself, then for himself, this son could give up completely.
Yu Bo supported the somewhat exhausted Mr. Song and returned to his room.
As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Song seemed to have become a different person. His whole body was no longer as weak as before. He said to Bo coldly: "Old Yu, close the door and come to the study room of the inner room. I'll tell you something.
thing!"
Mr. Song’s room is actually a large suite.
The living room, bedroom, living room and study are all in it, and it is very private.
Especially the study room, located in the center of the entire suite, with other rooms on all sides as buffers. Without bright windows, it is difficult for people to eavesdrop on conversations.
When Yu Bo saw Mr. Song, he became serious immediately and suddenly felt a long-lost familiarity.