"No need, I can handle this kind of thing." Song Guo's mouth slightly lifted, looking at the man's still pursed lips, as if he made a great decision, she raised her head and quickly kissed Jin Mingzhen, "Your company should still be busy, so don't waste your time on me."

This was the first time Song Guo had taken the initiative like this. Jin Ming's originally gloomy heart immediately cleared up because of this kiss.

Looking at the woman's bright red lips, Jin Ming's Adam's apple rolled, the look in his eyes became more profound, and his eyes had a burning desire, he immediately grabbed Song Guo in his arms, and gave her a deep kiss with his head lowered.

Just when Song Guo thought she was going to suffocate to death, Jin Mingzhen finally released her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Call me if you have anything to say."

After Song Guo got out of the car, Jin Ming's face returned to its original sullenness, "Did you find out from whom this news came from?"

"Yes, he was brought to the teahouse." Yu Fei replied in a low voice. In his heart, he felt sympathy for the reporter who posted the news.

Song Guo could be considered as the CEO's flesh and blood. If he was exposed in front of the public, he would have to shed a layer of skin in order to delay this matter.

In the Song Residence, just as Song Guo walked into the hall, she heard the sound of glass shattering. Song Rongguo was sitting on the sofa angrily, while her good stepmother and younger sister had a complacent look on their faces.

Are we going to have three sessions? Song Guo couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

"You still have the face to come back?" When Song Rongguo saw the person standing at the door, his face turned ashen as his chest heaved up and down. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

Song Guo looked at him and sneered. Her tone was cold like ice: "Didn't you ask me to come back? Why are you asking me? "

Hearing this, Cai Mei Ling's face froze. She quickly stood up, walked to Song Guo and said apologetically, "I told Shan Shan to call you back. We saw the news online and were worried about you coming back."

"Worried?" Song Guo's eyes were filled with coldness. She sneered and asked: "Don't tell me you want to see me make a fool of myself? You took the opportunity to snatch the shares in my hands? "

"Shut up!" Song Guorong roared in anger. He stood up and walked two steps forward. Just as he was about to slap Song Guo, she dodged him in time.

"You still dare to dodge? "You …" The man yelled in exasperation, but when he saw Song Guo's ice-cold eyes, the words that were about to leave his mouth disappeared.

Song Guorong's palm had completely chilled her heart.

"You made my mouth shut so quickly just because of a little gossip on the internet. Father, do you really take me as your daughter?" Song Guo suddenly put away her cold and icy aura. It was clearly an accusation, but it was filled with disappointment. It made Song Rongguo's words stop coming out of his mouth.

Song Shan saw the change in Song Guorong and quickly stood up. She rushed in front of Song Guo with an innocent look and said, "Sister, you should quickly admit your wrongs. There are even photos of you eating with a man on the internet."

Song Shan's exaggeration once again reminded Song Guorong, but this time, he suppressed the anger in his chest and turned around as if he didn't want to see Song Guo. He slowly said, "Guo Guo, I'm very disappointed in you, with this incident causing so much trouble, many people outside were talking about it, even the company's stock market kept falling. If you're sensible, hand over the shares …"

Listening up to here, Song Guo still didn't know the real purpose of this Hong Gate banquet.

Without even thinking, he interrupted Song Rongguo's unfinished sentence, "I've said it before, Hua Yi was left to me by my mother. If you want me to hand it over, you have to give it to you!"

Looking at Song Rongguo's increasingly livid expression, Song Guo laughed coldly, a hint of despair in her cold voice: "Today will be the last time I enter this gateway. In the future, we will return to the bridge, we will return to the road.

With that, he turned around and left without looking at the complacent faces of Song Shan and Cai Meiqi.

This family, she could be considered to be completely disappointed.

By the time Song Guo returned home, Jin Mingzhen had already dealt with the matter. The rumour about him occupying the first place on the search results was quickly replaced by an apologetic title.

He opened it and saw that the person who sent the message was the reporter who posted the photo of Gong Chen eating with Song Guo.

Originally, she thought she would have to hide at home for a long time before going out. Song Guo looked at her phone screen. Her cold heart seemed to have a hole and a warm ray of light shone in.

Before Song Guo could recover her wits, her phone made a "ding" sound and pushed her away, attracting Song Guo's attention.

Gong Chen forwarded the apologetic post on his Weibo and added: "It was just a meal of thanks. I didn't expect such a big mistake."

In just a minute, there were tens of thousands of comments on Gong Chen's Weibo.

"I knew it was a misunderstanding!"

"Trust in big brother!"

"Chen Xing will always be by my brother's side …"

"Actually, that little sister looks really good-looking. If elder brother Gong Chen likes her, we'll support her."

Song Guo turned over a few pages and saw that the comments below were getting more and more exaggerated. He could not help but let out a few black lines, but he felt slightly relieved.

Everything happened too quickly, and it didn't make the originator happy. All of the comments on the internet were directed towards Song Guo. Song Shan looked at the comments and felt so angry that she almost fainted.

"That bitch!"

As soon as Cai Mei Ling walked in, she heard Song Shan's angry voice. She quickly closed the door, walked up to Song Shan, and comforted her, "You're still pregnant, how can you be so angry?"

"How can I not be angry? I thought that I would be able to humiliate Song Guo this time, but I didn't think that I would be her match."

Song Guo was famous. A lot of people said online that they were going to work with Song Guo. That was because they were working for Song Guo. Thinking about this, Song Shan felt like there was nowhere to vent her anger.

Cai Mei Ling's face was full of disapproval. She put the milk into Song Shan Shan's hand and objected, "Even if she doesn't lose her reputation this time, there will be a next time." "And this time, we did get something. At least we kicked that woman out of the Song Family and no one else fought with you for the shares your father owned."

"Child, don't be shortsighted. We must not let Song Guo steal away the property of the Song Family."

When Song Shan heard this, her mood immediately became a lot better. She rubbed her slightly bulging stomach and worriedly said, "But I'm about to get married, but father doesn't have the slightest intention of preparing a rich dowry for me …"

"Don't worry, I'll come up with a plan for you."