Song Changqing's appearance only briefly attracted the attention of some people, and then what to do, dancing, dancing, chatting and drinking, as if nothing had happened, the second master of the Song family seemed to ...... And it was not taken seriously.

"Oh, second uncle, are you here?" At this time, a slender and slender girl walked slowly and said casually: "Let me tell you, I have taken a fancy to the villa you have reserved, let the people who want to live here change places." ”

Plain and indifferent tone, like an order, this girl is wearing a blue short skirt, her skin is fair and delicate, although she is still in the development stage, her figure has a preliminary scale, convex and backward, and Song Moyun is somewhat similar in appearance, with a beautiful and crystal face.

It's just that her temperament is more youthful, and the cold arrogance between her eyebrows is not disguised, which is even worse than Song Moxin at the beginning.

"I'm your second uncle, you just talk to me like this?" Song Changqing frowned, and said seriously, he was too disappointed with the eldest brother's third daughter.

Song Moyun is the most talented among the younger generation, a typical strong woman, in her twenties, she is already able to take charge of family affairs, and Song Changfeng even intends to train her as a successor.

Song Moxin is a lot worse than her sister, but she is also a strong child, she started her own company, although she used the power of the family, but after all, she also made some achievements.

When the two of them face their elders, they both know the most basic courtesy, and they don't put on any show at all.

But the one in front of him, Song Morui, a daughter born to the eldest brother Song Changfeng and his second wife, has no talent not to say, relying on family power to eat, drink and have fun, domineering and bullying, and disrespectful to some elders.

"Second uncle, why am I talking to you?" Song Morui smiled, didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness, and said lightly: "This is originally the property of my Song family, isn't it?

If it was someone else, I would have kicked him out directly, and it was because you were my second uncle that I said hello to you. ”

"You ......" Song Changqing's face turned a little pale, obviously angry.

"Xiaorui, come and play, I'm waiting for you!"

The urging voice of Song Morui's companions was heard in the crowd.

Everyone gave Song Changqing a face and called him Second Master Song.

But those in the know know that Song Changqing's status in the family is not high, firstly, his ability is far less than that of his eldest brother, and secondly, he made some mistakes when he was young, which made his status fall too much, otherwise he would not have done this kind of thing.

Here, everyone's identity and status are not simple, and Song Changqing's deterrence is completely insufficient.

"Right away. Song Morui responded, and then said with a senseless face: "This is my place, second uncle, if you want to stay and play together, you can do it, but if you want me to let it out, it's impossible." ”

As she spoke, she turned to leave, but suddenly heard a cry of dissatisfaction.

"I knew it was you!"

Song Moxin walked in quickly, and Ling Yu and a few people followed leisurely.

"Now, take these friends of yours and leave here immediately, this is reserved for us by the second uncle!"

Song Moxin ordered, she didn't like this half-sister in the first place, but now she is domineering and occupying the place that should belong to them, which makes her extremely dissatisfied.

"It's you, this place is already mine. It's up to you to go. ”

Seeing this nominal sister, Song Morui had a cold attitude, just glanced at it lightly, and then her eyes fell on Song Moyun, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, Song Moyun has a great voice in the family, and even her mother is not good at directly targeting her.

"What did you say?" Song Moxin was furious.

"Who are you?" Song Morui stopped paying attention to her and looked at Ling Yu and the others.

Ling Yu didn't speak, and Ding Zhen and Xiao Lori didn't take the initiative to speak, which made Song Morui frown, with a sense of command in her tone, "Let me ask, who are you?"

She is used to being arrogant and has never been ignored, especially the man who is holding the baby, and her tasteless dress makes her disgusted and ridiculed, and her indifferent and calm posture makes her extremely unhappy.

In response to her, there was still a silence.

She was angry and was about to have a seizure, when Song Moyun suddenly spoke, and her indifferent voice made Song Morui stunned, "They are guests of the Song family, you need to treat them respectfully." ”

"Treat it respectfully?" Song Morui sneered and swept over a few people with disdain, "They, do they have this qualification?"

Song Moyun didn't continue this conversation, Song Changqing had already made a move, "Blood knife, drive these people out!"

"You dare!" Song Morui glared at Song Changqing fiercely.

"Why don't I dare?" Song Changqing snorted coldly, "This place was originally reserved by me, is it reasonable for you to forcibly occupy it?"

Song Morui said coldly, with a threatening taste, "How do you think I got the key to this villa?"

Song Changqing was stunned, it stands to reason that without his permission, the villa management office would not give her the key.

"Could it be ......" He suddenly thought of something, and his pupils constricted.

"My mother said I could use this villa as I pleased. Song Morui smiled proudly and said arrogantly: "It's just a place to live, you don't need to take care of others, and if someone is dissatisfied, you can go to her." ”

"I knew ......"

Song Changqing clenched her fists, her knuckles turned white from excessive force, Song Morui would develop into what she is now, she must have her own problems, but it has nothing to do with Ouyang Meiling's spoiling.

"She doesn't take me seriously either!"

At the same time, he was unwilling and resentful, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, Ouyang Lingyue is extraordinary, has a strong background, and has a very high status in the Song family, and fiercely presses him, the so-called "Second Master Song".

"If you are not afraid of my mother's blame, then hurry. Song Morui looked at him with a smile, as if she already knew the result, and she was proud and quite confident.

"Damn, Lao Tzu won't be afraid of her!"

Song Changqing was furious, and directly burst into a foul mouth, "Blood knife, drive people away!"

"Yes, Second Master!"

The blood knife exuded a cold momentum, and a terrible pressure descended on the audience, and some ordinary sons and daughters all turned pale, and a penetrating chill appeared on their backs, like a sharp blade hanging above their heads, which could be cut down at any time, making people's scalps tingle.

The Blood Knife is not weak, but it was only when he met Ling Yu that he was beaten to the point where he lost his temper.

In fact, there are not a few martial artists he has killed, and many of them are at the prefecture level.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, but it was like a thunderous explosion, dissipating the momentum of the blood knife.

A young man sitting in the corner walked out slowly, staring at the blood knife playfully, "In this room, there are not just ordinary people. ”

(End of chapter)