Shen Junjiu did not deny what Song Xuanrong said, and was even a little amused by Song Xuanrong's aggrieved and resentful appearance, she tilted her head slightly and said:

"It is said that the blue is better than the blue, but if I am vicious, I am still not as good as my uncle."

"If you hadn't been in front of me, where would I have learned all these tricks and sent you on my way myself?"

"You!"

Song Xuanrong glared at Shen Junjiu angrily, and gritted his teeth tightly, "You only rely on the King of the North to get to where you are today, you just become a king and lose a king, what do you have to be complacent?" ”

Shen Junjiu's expression was cold, "Becoming a king or defeating a king?" Do you deserve these four words? ”

"It's just a rat in the gutter with a dirty mind, eating my father's benefits and being fattened, and his ambition in turn wants to devour the master, and if he loses, he just returns to the place where you should be, but if you win, you are like this, are you worthy of being a 'king'?"

Shen Junjiu just looked at Song Xuanrong, whose face was pale and pale, obviously with the best-looking face, but the words in his mouth were more vicious than the other.

"Speaking of which, I have always been quite unable to figure it out, my father helped you in every possible way, and my mother is your own sister, and the Song family can have today because they take care of it."

"Even if you don't remember their kindness, there should always be a trace of family affection when the blood is connected, how did you manage to be so calm against their only bloodline, but kill them?"

Song Xuanrong glared at Shen Junjiu angrily, gritted his teeth tightly and did not speak.

Shen Junjiu looked at him like this, and suddenly felt a little excited, "I came to see you today, in fact, I just wanted to ask you if you have regretted it, but looking at your expression, I must have never regretted it." ”

"Actually, do you know, whether it's me, my eldest brother, or my sister, we all used to treat you as a close relative, and the Heavenly Threshold Trading House may be a treasure to you, but for us, it is not as good as blood kinship."

"If you hadn't done those things in the Shen family, if you had stopped in time after taking us back to the capital, if you could take good care of us and protect us as we grew up, my eldest brother would not have given up writing and engaging in business, and my sister and I were just daughters of the boudoir."

"Even if you don't fight for that day, it will eventually fall into your hands, and with our three brothers and sisters facing you, no one can compete with you."

After Shen Junjiu finished speaking slowly, he looked at Song Xuanrong, whose face was pale, and said,

"Obviously, there is the easiest way to go, but you chose to attack us, it was you who ruined the eldest brother, and it was you who single-handedly buried all the wealth that the Song family should have gotten and pushed them to death."

"Song Xuanrong, you are so pitiful."

Murder and heart, but that's it.

Looking at Shen Jun walking out without looking back, all Song Xuanrong's original abuse, all the sarcasm, and all the words he had thought about were all blocked in his heart.

He only felt as if someone had grabbed him by the neck, grabbed his heart and dragged him outward, leaving him breathless and speechless.

If Shen Junjiu scolds him.

If Shen Junjiu reprimanded him for being vicious.

If Shen Junjiu had even a trace of unwillingness, anger and resentment on his face.

Song Xuanrong won't be so uncomfortable.

Because he first gave birth to this idea at the beginning, he coveted the things left by Shen He, and even made people move in the Shen family, and began to plan and destroy Shen Junjiu's reputation, so that they were in a difficult situation in the Shen family.

He only has interests in his heart, not any family affection.