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[Why is everyone not drinking anymore? The atmosphere is weird. Could it be that Song Zijie was selling sugar water as health care products? It was revealed? It's really wicked to say that this thing was deceived by old men, old ladies and ordinary workers. 】

Song Wenxuan: What? ! Is there such a thing? ! Song Zijie! !

Liu Changgui:...

Song Zijie: ...It’s over.

Liu Xiuwen: Write it down... huh? What else do you remember? !

[But this matter should be okay. After all, I paid for it, so the losses in all aspects are not big. As long as Song Zijie and Wang Yumeng were having an emotional dispute, my father probably wouldn't be so angry. 】

[Wang Yumeng has finally recovered from his suicide, and he should be done with the scumbag Song Zijie. 】

[Li Li also called a while ago to say that she and Song Zijie had agreed to divorce. Song Zijie, you deserve to be left alone! 】

Song Wenxuan:? ? ?

Liu Changgui:...

Song Zijie: It’s over, it’s over, whose idea was it to invite Song Xiaoran over for dinner? !

Liu Xiuwen: Shut up! No, stop thinking about it!

At this moment, everyone at the dinner table had different expressions, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into freezing point.

Song Wenxuan's face was ashen and he stared at Song Zijie, his mind still digesting the information just now.

Song Zijie, who was being stared at, didn't dare to raise his head and huddled on the chair, not daring to make a sound or even stand up to stop Song Xiaoran.

Liu Changgui and Liu Changxi lowered their heads and said nothing.

But people like Zhao Shaokang and Song Xiran, who were completely unaware, only felt that the atmosphere suddenly changed, but they didn't know the reason.

Liu Xiuwen glanced at Song Wenxuan beside her from the corner of her eyes. Seeing him like this, she thought that she couldn't let Song Xiaoran break the news like this. She stood up, looked at Song Xiaoran, and tried her best to put on a good face:

"Xiao Ran, don't just sit there, eat the food quickly, eat the food!"

Song Xiaoran glanced at Liu Xiuwen suspiciously and nodded blankly: "Okay."

Song Xiaoran put a piece of meat into his mouth, chewing it while thinking.

[Why is Liu Xiuwen so abnormal today? ! Even if she knew that Lu Ting and I had a misunderstanding, she wouldn't be so conscience-stricken to find out. Haha, if she had such a conscience, wouldn’t she have discovered it earlier? 】

Liu Xiuwen was relieved at first, but when he saw Song Xiaoran suddenly pointing the finger at him, his face stiffened, and he secretly said something bad.

[What's the point of just apologizing to me? You should apologize to my parents. How can there be such an elder? Without knowing anything about the situation, he went to investigate and accused me of seducing Lu Ting! If I apologize to my parents, I can forgive her for this matter. Let’s forget all the other grudges and grudges. 】

Song Wenxuan: Liu Xiuwen! How many embarrassing things have you done behind my back!

Liu Changgui, Liu Changxi:...

Song Zijie: Hey, it finally has nothing to do with me. Mom, just hold on.

Liu Xiuwen: It's over, it's over, Lao Song is going to get angry! Xiran, what’s your idea? Didn’t I light a powder keg?

At this point, Liu Changgui felt that he could no longer sit idly by.

If Xiaoran continues to expose things like this, there will definitely be no food left to eat, and there will be big problems for the Song family!

He winked at Zhao Shaokang beside him: "Shao Kang, Xiaoran seems a little drunk. How about you send her back."

Zhao Shaokang frowned slightly, but before he could reply, Song Xiaoran, who had a sharp ear, heard him.

Song Xiaoran directly raised the toast in front of Zhao Shaokang: "I'm drunk. Uncle, come, let me toast you. In this family, except for dad, I admire you for enduring the humiliation and paying silently!" No more! , please don’t continue to break the news. Liu Changgui raised his wine glass with trembling hands and showed an awkward smile:

"...Okay, Xiao Ran, please don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Xiaoran drank half the glass of wine.

Cough cough cough. Song Xiaoran blushed and coughed violently.

[My uncle is a really good person. He is loyal to his father and wipes his ass diligently to other family members. The land in Liujiazhuang cost about 500,000 yuan. Recently, Song Zijie paid another 100,000 yuan to get rid of Wang Gensheng's entanglement. 】

[If you have no money, ask your uncle for it. You are simply taking advantage of the rich! All the money my uncle made during this time, apart from opening the store, was saved. The uncle didn’t complain a word, hey, he’s a man! I don’t know if the 15 I gave is enough for my uncle to help him out. 】

[By the way, I haven’t figured out the land in Liujiazhuang now. What on earth was Liu Xiuwen thinking? Where did he get the confidence to get a piece of land even with a loan shark. 】

[Let Zhao Shaokang step up his efforts to attract investment tomorrow and try his best to build the Liujiazhuang Industrial Park to reduce the losses for my uncle. 】

At this moment, Liu Xiuwen was angry and at the same time really ashamed and ashamed. She looked at her brother and was reflecting in her heart.

Song Wenxuan sat on a chair, with his hands propped up on the table. Years of residence had allowed him to suppress the rising flames in his heart.

He looked around for a week, especially Liu Xiuwen and Song Zijie. Both of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

He finally turned his attention to Song Xiaoran and Liu Changgui, and his eyes softened a little: "Changgui, thank you for your hard work."

Now that things have come to this, Liu Changgui doesn't know how to respond. He is never prepared to say these things: "Brother-in-law, I always regard you as my big brother. You must take care of yourself and don't be angry." It’s burning.”

Song Wenxuan knew that he couldn't get angry in front of Xiaoran. It would be exposed and couldn't be explained at all. He was silent for a while and said:

"Xiao Ran, dad is a little tired and wants to go back and rest first."

Song Xiaoran said quickly: "Okay dad. Go and have a rest."

Song Wenxuan nodded, looked at Zhao Shaokang, and said slightly apologetically: "Shao Kang, I'm sorry."

Zhao Shaokang said quickly: "Uncle Song, come and visit me another day."

Alas, the family is in trouble! The family is unfortunate!

Song Wenxuan sighed in her heart. In addition to being angry with her wife and son, she also blamed herself.

He has been successful outside for so many years, but for this family, he is really a complete loser.

He emphasized several times not to interfere with the land in Liujiazhuang, but his wife even wanted to participate in borrowing money. After the mess was made, she refused to explain to him and even asked Changgui to help clean up the aftermath.

The son was even worse. When he kicked him out of the steel factory, he just wanted him to grow up on his own, but he didn't expect that he would end up like this. His career failed, his handling of relationships was even worse, and he almost caused someone else to commit suicide? !

I have been unable to resolve the relationship between my wife and my daughter for so many years...

For a time, Song Wenxuan was more sad than his heart was dead. He stood up slowly, looked at Song Xiaoran apologetically, and turned to go to his study.

She didn't know if it was Song Xiaoran's illusion, but she actually felt that her father's back looked a little desolate.