After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 2
"Don't be impatient."

As Lawyer Peng spoke, he smiled cunningly and walked towards Song Zirui: "Mr. Song, are you the patient's father?"

"Yes."

Seeing Lawyer Peng walking towards him, Song Zirui ignored the pain in her legs and her eyes lit up with excitement: "I am her father, and I have the final say in her affairs."

"Hello, my surname is Peng. I am the legal consultant hired by the Ji family."

Lawyer Peng adjusted his glasses and nodded with satisfaction: "Next, we will officially start discussing compensation matters."

"Talk, I'll talk to you."

When Song Zirui heard the compensation, her legs no longer hurt. She nodded and bowed, like a pug wagging its tail begging for mercy.

"The police have determined that the car owner is primarily responsible for this accident. We are willing to pay 20 yuan to Ms. Song as medical expenses. In addition, we will bear all the expenses incurred in the hospital."

"20 million!"

Song Zirui was overjoyed, so happy that she even forgot to respond.

"Speak, promise him quickly."

Wang Huiping was also shocked and confused, unable to react. Instead, the mistress stood aside and pushed him impatiently.

"Okay, 20, we agree."

Song Zirui came back to her senses, rubbed her hands together, and almost drooled with excitement.

"Where's mother's side?"

Lawyer Peng endured his nausea and asked in a routine manner.

"I agree."

Wang Huiping wiped away tears and agreed.

"Okay, in this case, the two parties have reached an agreement on the compensation to Miss Song."

Lawyer Peng nodded solemnly, then changed his tone and took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and placed them in front of the couple.

"Next, let's talk about the responsibilities that Ms. Song needs to bear as the secondary person responsible for this accident."

"Is she also responsible?"

Song Zirui was dumbfounded, stopped smiling, and looked at Lawyer Peng fearfully.

Lawyer Peng is in his 30s, wearing a tailored suit. He is tall, thin and straight, with gold-rimmed eyes. At first glance, he is an elite member who should not be underestimated. He is a member of the lower class, who is in his 40s and has only been working as a minor in an oil refinery. The section chiefs are not on the same level.

He is legally illiterate and is instinctively frightened when facing a lawyer.

"Yes."

Lawyer Peng took advantage of his momentum, straightened his back and spoke righteously: "Afterwards, the police called for surveillance and found that Miss Song was crossing the road when the street light had turned red, and her location was not a crosswalk. .”

"In other words, it was Miss Song's fault that caused the car owner to fail to react in time and cause a car accident. Therefore, Miss Song must also bear corresponding responsibility."

Song Zirui had a gloomy face and said nothing.

Wang Huiping was concerned about her daughter and asked tremblingly: "What responsibility do you have to bear?"

"Compensation for repair costs for vehicle damage."

Lawyer Peng opened the document and found the line of numbers marked with the maintenance costs. He threw the bomb very comfortably: "Because the owner's car is a 27-year-new Porsche 911, the maintenance costs are relatively high. Ms. Song needs to bear the compensation costs." It’s 50 yuan.”

"50?"

Wang Huilan couldn't bear the blow and almost rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.

"mom!"

Song Lingrui panicked and supported her mother with all her strength.

"What? 50 million?"

Song Zirui also roared angrily: "I want so much money, why don't you grab it?"

"The maintenance cost is calculated by the manufacturer based on the actual wear and tear of the vehicle, which is true and credible."

Lawyer Peng said firmly: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the 4S store to verify it."

"Special."

Song Zirui angrily yelled: "I know that nothing good will happen if you get involved with this stinky girl." "Humph, you said you can make money, so let me enjoy it with you."

The mistress complained unhappily: "It turns out that I have incurred a lot of debt. I will follow whoever wants to follow you. You want me to suffer with you and pay back the money for your daughter. It is a wishful thinking."

"Baby don't be angry."

Song Zirui was so shameless that she immediately distanced herself from the relationship: "She is not my daughter. If you want me to pay her back, there is no way."

"She's not your daughter?"

This amount of information was quite large. Not only the mistress, but also Lawyer Peng and the boy were stunned.

What day is it today?
What did they witness?
"She is not my biological child."

In order to clear up the relationship, Song Zirui did not care about her daughter's mood at all, and denied disdainfully: "When we first got married, Wang Huiping couldn't give birth to a child, so she went to the orphanage to adopt her."

"Song Zirui, shut up!"

Wang Huiping's heart was rising and falling violently, and she was obviously very angry: "It's obviously because you are in poor health and can't give birth to a child. You're talking nonsense, and you still want to rely on me."

Lawyer Peng: “…”

juvenile:"………"

Is this the point?
Shouldn’t the point be comforting your daughter?
How painful it must be for a 17-year-old girl to hear the cruel truth for the first time.

You can't have some sympathy and stop stabbing her in the heart.

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"elder sister."

At this moment, the only person in the ward who was reacting normally was Song Lingrui.

When the 11-year-old boy heard that his sister was not his real sister, his eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed down his face.

"Ugh!"

Song Lingyan sighed deeply.

I've had enough of watching the show, and it's time to show up again.

His right hand pinched the soft flesh on the inner thigh hard, and tears instantly accumulated in his eyes.

"Mom, what you just said is true?"

She forced herself to sit up from the bed, tears welling up in her eyes, which made everyone who looked at her feel distressed.

"Yanyan, mom couldn't do anything back then."

Wang Huiping's eyes flickered, and she did not dare to look at her daughter: "I have been married for several years and have no children. There is a lot of gossip in the village, saying that I am a chicken that can't lay eggs. When I walk on the road, I get pointed at by others and I can't hold my head up."

"So, is it true?"

Song Lingyan performed the shock and sadness just right, covering her face with her hands and crying seemingly in extreme sadness.

"Of course it's true."

Song Zirui glanced at her with disgust and shouted at the top of her lungs: "I still have the certificate of adoption from the orphanage. I originally thought that maybe one day I could find your biological parents and I could make a fortune, but I didn't expect it. He's a loser, he got hit by a car, and he's dragging me down."

"Mr. Song."

Lawyer Peng felt that he was an upright person and it was necessary to interrupt his arrogance: "In a legal sense, if you adopted Miss Song, you are his guardian and have the obligation to take responsibility for her."

"impossible!"

Song Zirui frowned and denied: "She is not my daughter. Don't expect me to pay off her debt."

"Let's go!"

The mistress was furious and pushed him hard: "If you don't leave quickly, why are you still here? Do you really want to pay him back?"

"Walk."

Song Zirui was shameless and borrowed the donkey down the slope, dragging an injured leg to run away quickly: "That dead girl has nothing to do with me, don't even think about relying on me."

The mistress twisted her slender waist and followed arrogantly. Before leaving the house, she did not forget to glare at Wang Huiping provocatively.

(End of this chapter)