Once there is no support from the Song family, they will turn against each other, and see how Song Zhuolan's mother and son can gain a firm foothold in the Ye family.

What young talent, once there is no backstage support behind him, he is just a loser in the end.

"You, you ......"

Song Zhuolan covered her fingers, her face turned white, and she looked at Lu Zijia with wide eyes in disbelief.

If a minute ago, she didn't believe that Lu Zijia was a master at all, then now she was shocked.

After all, her fingers, but the pain that still faintly pierces her heart, can't be an illusion.

If it is a coincidence, how can it be such a coincidence?

Moreover, she always felt that Lu Zijia in front of her had changed, as if she was not the cowardly and incompetent Lu Zijia at all.

"Mom. ”

Ye Nanbo stepped forward to support his mother, and gave her a look, signaling for him to deal with it.

Song Zhuolan opened her mouth, wanting to remind her son, but she didn't want to admit that Lu Zijia was really capable.

Once it is confirmed that Lu Zijia is really a heavenly master, then her previous evaluation of Lu Zijia's cowardice and incompetence was not a slap in the face?

Ye Nanbo didn't notice his mother's complicated expression, and turned his head to look at Lu Zijia who was sitting on the sofa.

"Zijia, although I don't know why you appeared in the Song family, I don't know what happened to you.

But I still want to remind you that the Song family is not something you should have come to, and it is not something you can fool around at will.

If you're short of money, you can tell me, what do we say...... It's a relative, isn't it?"

Ye Nanbo's face was soft, and his tone became very gentle, looking at Lu Zijia's gaze, it was more like looking at the lover he loved deeply.

I have to say that Ye Nanbo's acting skills are still very good, otherwise he would not have coaxed the original owner to death, and willingly carried the black pot for him.

"Ye Nanbo, do you really think that everything will always be under your control?"

Lu Zijia glanced at Ye Nanbo coldly, too lazy to continue talking nonsense with him, and said to Song Zhuohai, "Mr. Song, let's deal with things first!"

It means that when he asked Song Zhuolan why he even harmed his relatives, he put it aside for the time being and dealt with in advance.

Seeing that Lu Zijia didn't even want to say anything to him, Ye Nanbo's face sank.

But because the Song family is here, he can't do more, or say more.

After all, the more you talk, the more people will perceive something, and it will not be good if the Song family hears something.

Hearing this, Song Zhuohai naturally did not object, and glanced at Lu Zijia gratefully.

"Song Zhuolan, I'll give you another chance, do you recognize these things. ”

When Song Zhuohai faced Song Zhuolan, he didn't have such a good attitude, pointed to the things on the coffee table with one hand, and stared at Song Zhuolan with extremely sharp eyes.

Song Zhuolan was flustered by his gaze, and her face turned slightly pale, "Big brother, I'm your own sister, don't you even believe me?"

Song Zhuolan glanced at Lu Zijia, and then quickly retracted her gaze.

She originally wanted to pull Lu Zijia in, but when she thought of her fingers that were still hurting, she was stunned.

Moreover, Lu Zijia's eyes that were different from the past always made her feel frightened.

Today's Lu Zijia is really evil!

Moreover, when did Lu Zijia know how to spell these things? Why didn't she receive any news at all?