Chapter 214: Jun Sheng, I'm Old 53: Shocked

What intercepted her was her complaint against the well-wishers who had funded her, as well as her own daughter.

[Mother Song, you once said that I am very similar to your daughter.] But apart from this face, where is it like? ]

[She lived like a little princess, and I lived like a mouse in the gutter.] ]

[She can learn to draw, I can only gnaw books.] ]

[Sometimes I wonder if she and I are on the wrong page?] ]

[Failed the college entrance examination...... With a hint of extravagance, he told Song's mother that she wanted to repeat her studies as an art student, but unsurprisingly refused. What do I don't fit in...... It's an art that I don't deserve to learn as a princess. ]

[You allowed me to call you Mother Song, but you didn't really think of me as your daughter at all.] I'm just a tool for you to prove your charity. ]

[I'm leaving, going to the imperial capital.] Mother Song, this is the last time I call you that, do you believe it? I will earn myself a future, a future better than her. ]

[You're gone.] She still has a group of people to love. ]

[I did.] \/\/@殇音love: I'm leaving, going to the imperial capital. Mother Song......]

……

Words and sentences are a perfect interpretation of "Shengmien, Doumi Hatred".

It can be called a white-eyed wolf textbook quotes.

And from the title of "Song Mama";

to the "You are gone...... released shortly after the car accident of Song's mother and daughter two years ago;

and the day Huo Beicheng announced that his true love was Su Rouyin a few months ago, he reposted the news that he had vowed to be "better than her" and commented "I did it";

It is all inexplicable......

"You are an orphan sponsored by Song Qiao!?" Jiang Xudong screamed in shock.

Song Qiao is his deceased wife.

Wrong.

In the next moment, he suddenly reacted and hurriedly asked in disguise.

"Why are you spreading rumors on Weibo that I am cheating?"

"You knew who I was!?" Huo Beicheng was genuinely angry.

He stared at the seemingly innocent woman in front of him in disbelief, only to feel that the self he had been deceived in the past was a joke.

"No, no......"

Su Rouyin was shocked, woke up instantly, and kept shaking her head in a panic, wanting to deny it.

More sharp questions poured in.

"Miss Su, what kind of psychology do you have to think that you should be treated the same as the funder's daughter?"

"Miss Su, based on your own remarks, can I think that you have been deliberately imitating Song Qianjin?"

"Miss Su......"

……

Again and again, she uncovered the biggest secret she had been hiding so hard.

ruthlessly revealed all the dark thoughts in her heart-

In fact, she always knew that the reason why Song's mother would sponsor her was because she was a little similar to Song Chuwei, which made her feel pity.

And she has always imitated Song Chuwei intentionally or unintentionally, and even wants to replace him.

But they are afraid of being discovered.

But this day has finally come.

"Ahh

The woman screamed in a broken break, and threw herself madly at the people who were questioning her, tearing like crazy and muttering incessantly.

"Nope! I didn't learn from her ......"

Huo Beicheng, who was the closest to him, bore the brunt of the scratching.

……

The scene was chaotic.

The shutter sounded one after another.

In the end, Su Rouyin's crazy ugly state and Huo Beicheng's evil appearance of several people fighting back in embarrassment were completely frozen under the reporter's camera.

Soon, with the reports of major media, it spread all over the Internet.

It triggered a new round of crusade and scolding.

A few more days.

Huo's Group issued an announcement, saying that after the resolution of the board of directors, Huo Beicheng was dismissed from the position of executive president on the same day.

Song Group also announced that Jiang Xudong would temporarily step down as chairman and executive president for personal reasons.

Everyone applauded.

Subsequently, some netizens expressed the hope that a certain pair of teachers and students could take over the management of the two groups respectively.

It attracted countless echoes for a while.

It is a pity that this mass cry is destined to be frustrated.

Because at this time, the two who were eagerly summoned had already left the hustle and bustle, flew to the Netherlands again, and returned to the hospital where they met for the first time, preparing for surgery.