Aunt Feng didn't care if Song Zishan was innocent or not, and she didn't know the truth. Since she has enjoyed everything, and Song Jiaming knows everything, then she deserves it and deserves it.

Songshan watched Aunt Feng beat people, his eyes widened in astonishment, and his eyes were full of admiration.

It's amazing!

That's how it should be.

Song Jinyan didn't speak, but his attitude was obvious, he agreed.

Aunt Feng beat Song Zishan, and glanced at Song Jinyan as if reproachful, the meaning of that look couldn't be clearer, "It's too cheap for her to drive people away like this." ’

Song Jinyan smiled helplessly.

"You...... You hit me? Do you dare to hit me? Song Zishan was really mad by this series of accidents, and immediately used her strength to break free from the guards who were holding her on both sides, and beat Aunt Feng in the face while the guards were defenseless.

The menacing guards and Matsuyama were dumbfounded.

Only Song Jinyan stood still and didn't move, with a cold color in his eyes.

Matsuyama was about to step forward to stop him, but an unexpected scene happened.

Song Zishan's menacing was easily defused by Aunt Feng, only to see Aunt Feng grab Song Zishan's arm, drag and push off her momentum, and then fall over the shoulder and instantly slam the person to the ground.

Song Zishan, who was in pain, shrunk her body and cried on the ground.

Matsuyama: "...... So powerful? ”

Song Jinyan explained softly, "Aunt Feng is very powerful, she was the first confidential secretary of Grandpa's secretary office back then. It's ridiculous that Song Zishan looks down on people, and is polite and polite to Aunt Feng on her face, but in fact, she looks down on her everywhere, and she is not as contemptuous as the nanny at home.

Song Jinyan has long seen these in his eyes, and he has also reprimanded Song Zishan, but Song Zishan has always disagreed. The apology on his face was good, but when he turned around, he became more and more arrogant.

That is, Aunt Feng doesn't care about juniors.

"I don't look at what I am." Aunt Feng patted the non-existent dust on her hands, looked at Song Zishan condescendingly, the more she looked at it, the more angry she became, the more she hated it, the more she felt sorry for the old general, and finally after thinking about it, she simply jumped her foot and kicked it twice.

In the courtyard, only the sound of the guards and Matsuyama gasping for air conditioning was heard.

Suddenly, the eyes of the three of them looking at Aunt Feng changed, the guard was afraid, and Songshan was worshipping.

Song Jinyan, who had been silent, raised his head and looked at the window of the study on the second floor, his pale thin lips slowly hooked up a sarcastic arc. For this impostor, the daughter of the second uncle's murderer, will grandpa actually bear it?

Sure enough, it has been raised for more than 20 years, so do you have feelings?

Thinking of the conversation with his grandfather in the study, Song Jinyan's expression became more and more cold, and the cold of his body was even more unbearable than the ice and snow in this cold winter season. Because the ice and snow are transparent and clear, but what Song Jinyan exudes at this time is actually gloomy, violent, dull, full of anger and hatred.

There is also a strong killing intent, and the people who are pressed are out of breath.

At this moment, the courtyard suddenly quieted down, and Song Zishan lay on the snow again, no longer crying. Because it wasn't until now that she understood that something must have happened, and Song Jinyan was real.

She is no longer the little princess of the Song family.

No matter how much she cried, there was no one to protect her.

Song Zishan's swollen face was so swollen that she couldn't see that her original face was distorted to change her face, and her eyes were full of resentment and cruelty. stared straight at Aunt Feng, almost staring her eyeballs out of her sockets, and that look was eager to cut everyone on the scene with a thousand knives.