Song Zhenhai's heart is shocked, the crutch in his hand is more tightly held: "Su Shao, is this going to threaten me?"

Just then, the telephone in the living room rang. Song Zhenhai narrowed his eyes and picked up the phone.

A few minutes later, song Zhenhai slowly put down the phone and drooped his eyes. All the descendants of the Song family are now under the control of Su Mohan, and those hands that he had set up in the dark were cleaned up one after another.

Song Zhenhai has a desolation in his eyes, which gives him a feeling that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. However, whenever he thinks of imperial concubines, he will think of his daughter who died early, and even more of his old woman. But now, the blood of the whole song family is in danger. What should he do?

Su Mo Han refused to give him extra time. He said faintly: "I heard that master song had two granddaughters and two granddaughters. I don't know if he gave up Ye Fei, how to choose another person?"

"Pa!"

"Asshole!" Song Zhen is not light and slaps on the table.

Naturally, he understood the meaning of Su Mohan. As long as he had some advantages, according to the temperament of those children, he would be played by the man in applause. However, according to the current situation of the Song family, several houses had been fighting. At that time, everyone wanted to become his daughter's wife. At that time, he could only watch his own blood Pulse, flesh and blood, cannibalism!

What a killer without a knife!

Song's lips began to tremble. Su Mohan's simple words made him feel powerless and desolate. This sentence was stabbed in his heart, which was much sharper than the knife he would get directly.

"My means, master song should know, so the old man had better make a decision as soon as possible." Su Mohan's face flashed a touch of cold, he did not believe that song Zhenhai could hide a concubine ye, and could hide all the people. He had better take advantage of his patience when he was a little bit more sensible.

Song Zhenhai slowly dropped his eyes and sat in the same place without speaking, which made people unable to see what he was thinking.

Su Mo gives a cold hum and gets up directly. He doesn't intend to continue to pester him here. Even if song Zhenhai doesn't say so, he can find someone in a few days. However, he won't have such a good attitude at that time.

"Wait a minute."

When Su Mo Han comes to the door, song Zhenhai suddenly opens his mouth. Su Mo Han stops and doesn't turn around.

"I want to know why Su Shao has to find the imperial concubine? You need to know that the women around Su Shao are gorgeous. Why do you have to find the imperial concubine? "

Su Mo Han sneered: "I am afraid that old song has no qualification to know about my affairs."

Song Zhenhai's eyes darkened a few minutes, slowly opened his mouth, as if to compromise: "she is in the basement of a foreign house in the northern suburbs."

Su Mo Han turns his head and takes a look at Song Zhenhai. He doesn't believe that song Zhenhai will open his mouth so easily.

Sure enough, song Zhenhai said again: "I have only one request. I hope that Su Shao can figure out what imperial concubine is to you before going to the northern suburbs."

Su Mo Han pursed his lips and left directly.

Song Zhenhai sighed and said, "princess, my grandfather is sorry for you. There is only so much that can be done for you..."

After leaving, Chu Zheng quickly passed on Song Zhenhai's message. It is believed that the specific location of Ye Fei will be determined soon.