The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 90 093: Whoever is cruel enough will win

Chapter 90 093: Whoever is cruel enough will win
Aunt Song saw that something was wrong, and she had been with the old lady all year round, so she naturally understood what the old lady was thinking, she shed tears immediately, and walked up to Song Qing, "A-Qing, mother, I beg you, even if you want mother to die , please don't get involved in this matter."

Song Qing shook off her hand: "I will definitely find out about dad's matter, and you will be to blame no matter what the result is."

"A-Qing, you can't, A-Qing, you're trying to force us to death." Aunt Song knelt on the ground and cried.

Song Cheng was furious and pointed at her, "A-Qing, this is your mother."

"Big sister, what's wrong with mother, you are the one who is wrong." Song Yiran squatted on the ground and supported Aunt Song with both hands, angrily scolded with red eyes.

"A-Qing, look at the lives of our group of people are in your hands. If you say a word today, do you want your father or us dead?" Old Mrs. Song clutched her chest in grief.

Song Qing's face was ugly and her lips were tightened. Looking at Aunt Song, her sister and the people around her kneeling on the ground, she didn't know how to make a choice.

They are all her relatives, close relatives of flesh and blood, how should she choose and what should she do?
Yu Wushuang drank tea and ate cakes, watching with relish, Song Qing was not enough to deal with this group of people, she was not cruel enough, she couldn't let go.

She still didn't see clearly her family affection, her family affection was worthless in their eyes, and they would even kill her if they had a chance.

In this dispute, whoever is ruthless will win.

Song Zhi didn't say a word, he wanted to see what Song Qing could do. At this moment, he knew in his heart that if Song Qing didn't see clearly, she would never understand.

The boy at the door looked stupid, what happened?
Crying, kneeling, all staring angrily, only their little junior sister sat still and ate cakes.

I really admire the determination of my junior sister, but the Song family is a bit too chaotic.

Song Qing was struggling, and she would not let her respected father go unnoticed. Although her mother was at fault, it must be her mother, and her grandmother loved her very much since she was a child.

The memory flooded into her mind for a moment, and her head hurt from the impact of the picture.

"Elder Sister, Elder Sister, please leave it alone, Eldest Sister." Song Yiran took her hand with a small hand.

Song Qing came back to her senses, Song Yiran's face was reflected in her eyes, this is her sister, her most beloved sister...

"As long as dad is fine, I... don't care about it." She could only retreat to this point.

Yu Wushuang's eyes lit up, the pastry was gradually crushed in her hands, Song Qing couldn't do it after all, her retreat would kill Song Qian'an.

Song Zhi's face also darkened.

"A-Qing, is what you said true?" Aunt Song looked up from the crying.

Song Qing nodded stiffly.

A look of joy flashed across the old lady's heart, and she raised her hand to pretend to wipe her eyes: "Alright, grandma knows that you still love your mother and me as an old lady."

"Whoever moved the relief food has to move it back. Song Cheng has to surrender to the government, and it's up to the government to deal with it." Song Qing never forgot this.

"You want me to surrender?" Song Cheng glared angrily.

"Do you want dad to take the blame for what you did?" She didn't care about her mother and sister, but Song Cheng couldn't.

"Damn things..."

"Ah Cheng." The old lady scolded.

"Mother, listen, she wants me to surrender and put me in jail."

"A-Qing has already backed down. You don't need to say anything more. Tomorrow Mother will go to the government with you to clarify the matter." The old lady said.

(End of this chapter)

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