Chapter XVIII: The President's Wife's Stand-in 17
The night gradually deepened, Song Yu'an hugged Cuihua, waited until everyone fell asleep, and skillfully jumped out of the Song family's villa, one person and one cat, in the dark night, it looked extremely weird.
"Cuihua, have you found evidence of Cheng Moran's life experience?"
"Meow ~ Cuihua is out of the horse, one top two!"
Song Yu'an hugged Cuihua and appeared in the office building of the Cheng Group again, Cheng Xiaotian seemed to be waiting for her, "This time it's a little slow." ”
Song Yu'an nodded, hugged Cuihua, and sat on the sofa familiarly: "Bring me a cup of coffee, I'm a little sleepy!" ”
Cheng Xiaotian looked at Song Yu'an in surprise: "Woman, do you know that no one has ever dared to speak to me like this!" ”
"There is a first for everything! Hurry up, don't ink! Song Yu'an waved his hand, concentrating on lowering his head to pet the cat, Cheng Xiaotian got up, under the black suit, his slender and straight figure gave people a charming feeling in this dark night.
"I'm curious, why didn't you directly slap Song Yubing in the face today!" Cheng Xiaotian put the coffee in front of Song Yu'an, and then sat opposite her.
"There are too many places that need to be slapped in the face, and I will get tired again and again! Save it for her! Don't you think "The Empress of Flame" should have a kick-off ceremony? Song Yu'an picked up the coffee and took a sip, and his originally somewhat drowsy head instantly cleared up a little.
Cheng Xiaotian smiled playfully, as if he had figured out something: "You are planning to make her have no place in the entertainment industry." ”
"Does Mr. Cheng feel sorry for his little wife?" Song Yu'an smiled playfully, today Song Yubing deliberately opened the distance between her and Cheng Xiaotian, the purpose is not too obvious, it is aimed at Ye Ning'an, she believes that as long as Ye Ning'an raises her arm at Song Yubing, Song Yubing's 100-meter sprint speed can break the world record.
"Compared with Miss Song, I feel more sorry for Miss Song Er, who has had a bad fate since she was a child!" Cheng Xiaotian's dark eyes picked at Song Yu'an, if it was another woman, she would have been short of breath a long time ago, and she was in a hurry to get drunk in Cheng Xiaotian's arms, but she Song Yu'an was not a woman......
Early the next morning, a group of melon-eating netizens had not yet crawled out of Song Yubing and Song Yu'an's big melons yesterday, and the major entertainment headlines had another exciting news: The real identity of Cheng Moran, the little brother of the Song family's servant, is actually Song Qingfeng's illegitimate son, Song Moran!
In an instant, the Qingcheng Song family once again stood at the top of entertainment gossip.
"Song Qingfeng!" A heart-rending roar made the roof of the Song family's villa tremble a few times, and Mrs. Song rushed into Song Qingfeng's study with her head shining with her feet, "Song Qingfeng, you bastard!" You actually brought that little into the house, didn't you say that you would have died a long time ago? Why did he appear in the Song family! ”
"Miao Simin, it's been more than ten years, since he is my son Song Qingfeng, why can't he stay in the Song family!"
"Okay, Song Qingfeng, I know that you still want a son to inherit the family business! You didn't want to leave your family property to Bingbing at all, did you? Miao Simin's face was bruised, and the whole person was on the verge of collapse.
"Isn't it good for Bingbing to have multiple younger brothers to support him? Besides, Bingbing will get married sooner or later, and this family still has the surname Song! "Things have come to this point, and Song Qingfeng doesn't want to hide it anymore.
When Miao Rumin was injured by twins and could no longer get pregnant, Song Qingfeng went out and secretly found a woman, gave birth to a son and secretly raised him, so that one day, he could hand over the Song family's family business to the Song family's descendants.
Miao Rumin only thought that Song Qingfeng was a woman who was greedy for freshness for a while, and after watching Song Qingfeng send that woman away without hesitation, she also put her mind at ease, after all, in a wealthy family, which man doesn't steal? As long as it doesn't get in the way of her status!
"Song Qingfeng, I'll fight with you!" Song Qingfeng's words made the last trace of reason disappear in Miao Rumin's eyes, and she waved her arms and rushed towards Song Qingfeng, her sharp nails leaving blood marks on Song Qingfeng's face.
Song Qingfeng grabbed Miao Rumin's wrist and threw it to the ground, "Enough!" Miao Rumin, as a woman, you should be ashamed that you didn't leave me to the Song family! ”
"I'm ashamed! Song Qingfeng, why don't you say that you can't do it yourself! When the ox has no strength to plow the land, don't blame the field for not growing crops! ”
Song Yu'an stood at the door and stopped Miao Rumin's bold words, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, she couldn't see that the gentle and virtuous Mrs. Song had never eaten much.
Song Yubing stood not far behind Song Yu'an, listening to Miao Rumin's words, her face flashed with embarrassment and humiliation, she strode into the study and helped Miao Rumin up from the ground and said: "Mom, things are already like this, no matter how much trouble you make, it won't help, it's better to accept it for the time being, anyway, the days will be long in the future." ”
Mrs. Song didn't want to forget it like this, but when she heard Song Yubing say that the future would be long, she immediately reacted, yes, this is in the Song family, that little mongrel wants to take over the Song family, we have to see if she agrees first!
Song Yubing glanced at Song Qingfeng with a complicated expression, "Dad, let Sister-in-law Mo give you some medicine, don't go to the company today, and I'll persuade you here, Mom." ”
Song Qingfeng didn't speak, just waved his hand at Song Yubing.
Cheng Moran stood outside the study, looking at Song Yu'an's back, his hand kept loosening and clenching, loosening and clenching.
After Song Yubing helped Miao Rumin out of the house, her eyes glared at Song Yu'an fiercely, Song Yu'an blinked innocently, your mother can't eat, you are looking for your father, what is the matter with staring at me!
Song Qingfeng opened the door and looked at Song Yu'an's deep eyes, and his eyes did not hide his disgust: "Silent, you come in." ”
Cheng Moran let go of his fist and followed Song Qingfeng into the study, probably to avoid Song Yu'an, the voice in the study was very small, Song Yu'an returned to the room with Cuihua in his arms, and with a wave of Cuihua's cat paws, the scene of the study was completely displayed in Song Yu'an's room.
"Mo Ran, I plan to send you abroad to study first, as soon as you come, you will take over the Song family in the future, you need to learn a lot; Second, when this piece fades out of the public's field of vision, you can come back and appear in front of people openly. ”
Obviously, Song Qingfeng had high hopes for Song Moran, and Cheng Moran nodded: "I want to take An An away!" ”
Song Qingfeng's hand paused, his brows furrowed slightly, "What are you messing with her?" She's a piece of garbage, whoever sticks to it is unlucky! ”
Cheng Moran looked stubborn: "I have to take her, otherwise I'd rather not go!" ”