Chapter 372

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
Then, there is only one possibility that Song Ci lied to her.

In addition to being threatened by Lu Meiyan and song Qiliang, Song Ci was cheated by Lu Meiyan and song Qiliang.

After a calm analysis, song Qinghuan suddenly closed his eyes sadly.

Why is her mother like this, without a trace of affection for her?

Let Song Ci deceive her, for what? She's not a fool, she knows!

I definitely want to continue to borrow money from her. If I don't want to borrow money, I'll just dazzle her with my brother Luo Fang, and then threaten her to take money out, or threaten others to take money to save her, or sell her in a coma.

They can definitely do this kind of thing.

At this moment, song Qinghuan felt that his life was really pitiful and pathetic.

There was a burning sour feeling in his eyes. Song Qinghuan was forced to calm down. His slender fingers were tightly clasped together and his red palm was clasped: "Mom, I'll go out and look for Song ci..."

Fortunately, she didn't drink the water, so she thought nothing had happened.

It can only be regarded as nothing happened, otherwise she may not be able to leave after tearing everything.

Hearing that song Qinghuan was about to leave suddenly, Lu Meiyan stood up in a panic and pulled song Qinghuan: "I haven't had a drink of this water. Where are we going? Just sit and wait for Song Ci. Mom just wants to talk to you! "

Song Qinghuan shakes off her hand, and Wan Jiang in her eyes is sorrowfully disappointed: "I'll talk about it later. I'll go to Song Ci first."

Lu Meiyan grabs her hand again and shouts out: "no, you can't go!"

Hiding in the bedroom, song Qiliang, who has been paying attention to the outside situation, hears Lu Meiyan suddenly scream, scolds a stupid woman in her heart, and immediately opens the bedroom door and comes out.

He looked at Song Qinghuan with a smile: "Qinghuan, you are here. Sit down! Talk to Dad. "

If we just doubted, we are sure that there is something wrong with these two people.

No matter who the elder brother Luo Fang was preparing for, song Qinghuan didn't dare to stay for a second. He threw away Lu Meiyan's hand and didn't even change her shoes. He put on his slippers and ran out in a hurry.

"Stupid to death, it's really hard to do anything well," Song Qiliang glared at her beautiful face and scolded severely, but immediately went after Song Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, Qinghuan, you wait, dad has something to say to you."

The pace of a man is always faster than that of a woman.

Just out of the door, song Qinghuan was held by song Qiliang.

Song Qinghuan struggled hard, trying to shake off his hand: "you let me go!"

"Qinghuan, what's the matter with you? Dad just doesn't want to have a word with you," Song Qiliang said with a smile, a face of hypocrisy.

"You are not my father, you let me go," Song Qinghuan was a little scared, subconsciously raised the bag to hit song Qiliang on the shoulder, and then raised his foot to kick him in the leg.

"Bang --" a sound, song Qinghuan kick joint, spread a burst of pain, song Qiliang heart suddenly shrunk, subconsciously released his hand.

Song Qinghuan took this opportunity to run downstairs.

Song Qiliang couldn't put it on at all. He held back the pain and scolded: "Stinky girl, stop for me."

Hearing this, song Qinghuan didn't stop. Instead, he ran faster and regarded him as a beast.

There was a taxi outside the gate. Without thinking about it, song Qinghuan opened the door of the taxi and sat on it: "drive, go to the Banshan villa area!"