Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 39 The Bitch's Son

"Look at what."

The man rolled his eyes ferociously, and kept his mouth shut, "It was born by a female branch. It would be nice if Da Furen let you in. You dare to stare at me."

As soon as he said that, he was about to raise his hand.

Song Yichen narrowed his eyes and stared dangerously at his palm.

The needle in his hand gleamed slightly in the sunlight.

"What are you doing?" A serious female voice came out.

The man raised his head and saw someone coming, "Hey, ma'am, I just want to teach this little bastard a lesson."

The person who came was the woman who slapped Song Yichen once and mother Song twice.

Song Yichen put away the needle in his hand and looked at the person who came, he remembered her clearly.

"The people in my family need you to teach me a lesson, can it be the other way around?"

Song Yichen looked at this gorgeously dressed woman walking against the sun, what did she want to do.

"?" The man was also stunned for a moment, this shouldn't be the case.

"Get lost, don't fire me." Mrs. Song glanced at the man coldly.

"I~madam~"

"roll."

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, walked up to Song Yichen, and smiled lovingly.

"Yichen, let's go inside, the sun is bright outside."

Song Yichen couldn't understand what she wanted to express, how could she be so friendly to her family.

Mrs. Song brought him into the house, and there was an old lady sitting on the sofa in the house. Song Yichen was no stranger to her. She was the mother of his heartless father, and beside the old lady sat a middle-aged man with a bald beer belly. The man is the heartbroken father.

Song Yichen was really glad that he grew up after her mother who sat on the stage, and if she didn't look good, how could he fall in love with her.

Mrs. Song glanced at him lazily, then moved her eyes away, as if she felt that her eyes were dirty just by looking at him.

"I'm here, and I don't know how to call someone. The kind of mother has the kind of son."

Song Yichen looked at her and said lightly, "Yes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

The old lady didn't react at first, but then she remembered, isn't this mocking her son.

"You~hezui are much more capable than that bitch mother of yours."

"Don't talk about it, Mom, Yichen is also a child of our Song family." Mrs. Song who followed Song Yichen said.

Song Yichen's pretty brows frowned, what kind of medicine did she sell in the gourd.

Father Song, who was sitting by the side, glanced at his son and sighed deeply, "I am sorry for your mother and son, but I took you over today just to make up for it."

"Your mother, it's true that she can't be tolerated here, but father really wants to treat you well. After all, you are also my flesh and blood."

Father Song stood up, stared at the big belly and walked in front of Song Yichen, squatted down to be at the same level as him, and looked at his whole face with extreme sincerity.

But Song Yichen looked at the fat and oily face he knelt down and placed in front of him, and couldn't help curling his lips, "Is it because you are rich that she fell in love with you?"

"what?"

"Okay, okay, Yichen, auntie apologizes to you. At that time, auntie was really angry. I didn't expect your father to do this kind of thing behind my back. Think about it in another way. If you were a mother, you should do the same thing. Yes." Mrs. Song pulled Song Yichen to sit on the sofa.

Song Yichen shook off her hand halfway, sat on the sofa by himself, leaned lazily on the sofa, and listened to her quietly.

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