Help!After bankruptcy, President Gao Leng provokes me everywhere

Chapter 30
It seems that I have to spare some time to do it. If there is nothing to do today, I will finish Pei Yichen's task first.

1000 million is not a small sum.

"You don't need me to accompany you to the company today, do you? I want to go home."

"Song Family?"

"Well, there are some things that haven't been cleaned up, and there are still some grandpa's things that need to be tidied up." Song Zhaoyan wiped her mouth, looked at Pei Yichen, "Do you have anything to do?"

Pei Yichen raised his eyebrows and stared at Song Zhaoyan, "No, but let the driver take you there."

driver?

Do you monitor yourself?

Song Zhaoyan didn't refuse, "That's just right, I'm not very familiar with domestic driving habits, and I'm not familiar with the roads."

"Come back early in the evening."

In the garden of the Song family, a white Samoyed was chasing a butterfly. The elegant lady was holding a coffee cup and staring at this scene with a smile.

The young girl next to her is playing the piano in the greenhouse, with a gentle and beautiful face. This scene is completely a model family in the movie.

The electric doorbell rang, breaking the beautiful atmosphere.

Mrs. Huang came over to open the door and saw that it was Song Zhaoyan. The scene from last time came up again, thinking of Song Zhaoyan's merciless slap, she flinched back.

Song Zhaoyan glanced at her coldly, but she would not anger innocent people.

In her world, feelings are not ranked among the top three, and she can even be regarded as a person who is indifferent in her bones, but she will not harm the innocent, everyone is human, and no one is superior to others.

Death is not the same, no matter how many merits and grand mourning, it has nothing to do with me, it is just for the enjoyment of future generations.

"Where is Song Jinyao?"

"It's you again! Aren't you supposed to be your young wife at Pei's house! Are you here to show off your power or what are you doing?" Seeing Song Zhaoyan coming in, Wen Yao stared at her with one expression on her face.

"You woman, get out."

"The ones who should get out may be you." Song Zhaoyan frowned, and said expressionlessly: "This is the property of the Song family, not your name."

Hearing this, Wen Yao blushed with anger, raised her hand and wanted to slap Song Zhaoyan, but Song Zhaoyan stopped her by grabbing her wrist.

With cold eyes, he stared at Wen Yao's face, "Song Jinyao is not at the company, is he at home?"

"Ah! Sister, let go of Mom, don't be like this, Mom, are you okay!" Song Chunhan rushed over from the greenhouse, hugged Wen Yao, and reached out to pull Song Zhaoyan, "Sister, don't be angry, Dad is really not at home , maybe she went out to meet people." After glancing at Song Chunhan, Song Zhaoyan let go.

He took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then threw the tissue into the trash can in disgust, and when he walked home, he turned and glanced at Wen Yao.

"What I said last time is still true. No one is allowed to make decisions about my things. And, it's best not to let me know that you have other criminal records, otherwise I will not hesitate to let you experience the feeling of falling into hell."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Wen Yao, you know best."

Song Zhaoyan looked at Wen Yao's terrified expression, and asked coldly, "Do you really think that after I was kicked out, I would live abroad and wait to die?"

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Are you afraid? Then wait, you should pay the price, I will get it back one by one, mine, my mother, and..."

Thinking of the reminder in the ward that day, Pei Yichen's words woke her up.

Mr. Song's illness should indeed be investigated carefully.

Showing a smile, seeing Wen Yao's increasingly ugly face, Song Zhaoyan lowered her voice, "There's also Grandpa's."

Wen Yao only felt that when Song Zhaoyan looked over for the last time, she seemed to see a devil's smile.

How could it be the expression of a 21-year-old girl, with cold eyes and no emotion.

There was only a sarcastic smile on his face, even bloodthirsty one by one.

That's not what a girl should have.

When Wen Yao came back to her senses, she found that her hands and feet were cold, "Chunhan, was it my eyes just now?"

Song Chunhan was stunned for a moment, and found that something was wrong with Wen Yao, "Mom, what do you mean by sister's words, you one by one"

"I'm going out for a while, you stay at home and be good, don't talk to Song Zhaoyan, that woman is crazy."

"mom?"

Song Chunhan knew that the kidnapping was done by Wen Yao, but she didn't quite understand it. Song Zhaoyan had already said it before, and now...

Is there any secret?
Pushing open the bedroom door, Song Zhaoyan looked at the familiar room before her and walked to the bookcase.

Not surprisingly, most of Grandpa's things have been taken away by Song Jinyao and the others, and there is nothing left, but even if this is the case, she still has to try.

As for grandpa's matter, there must be some clues left at home, it is impossible to leave nothing.

Song Zhaoyan walked behind the desk, opened the drawer, looked at the few insignificant things inside, and was stunned, it was a photo.A photo of her family when she was in elementary school.

Looking at her mother who is no longer in this world, Song Zhaoyan's eyes darkened, put away her emotions, took out the photo, and started to rummage along the bookcase again.

There is only one possibility for Song Jinyao to do such a thing, and that is that Mr. Song has given the other people the right to take over the Song Group. Home.

Otherwise, why would Song Jinyao jump over the wall in such a hurry.

"Grandpa, what did you go through before I came back..."

Song Zhaoyan murmured, looking at the book that Mr. Song loved most in her hand, and thought of the person lying on the hospital bed now.

What a beast of a family of three, are you really not afraid of retribution for treating an old man like this?

Fear of retribution, if they were really afraid of retribution, it would not be these two people. I also know how such a despicable and shameless person would be afraid of retribution.

Taking a deep breath, Song Zhaoyan turned around and was about to go to her room to pack some things, when she turned around she saw Song Chunhan standing there.

"Is something wrong?"

"Sister, I, I don't know how to tell you, but if you are angry because of the fact that your mother married in back then, then I apologize to you. I know you don't like us, but we are a family, right?"

Song Chunhan's eyes were red, standing there with a sad expression made Song Zhaoyan's expression change.

Song Zhaoyan stepped forward and looked at the person in front of her, "What are you thinking? Do you think this matter has something to do with you?"

"Sister, you..."

"Song Chunhan, as I said, don't make up your mind about things that aren't yours. I'm not the Song Zhaoyan from before."

"But sister, you are still a member of the family. Your surname is Song. This is something that can't be changed. Besides, the blood of the Song family is flowing in our bodies. Do you still want to destroy your family?"

Song Chunhan grabbed Song Zhaoyan's hand excitedly, and begged aggrievedly: "I don't know, I really don't know what happened, even if it's for grandpa, you can't ruin the Song family."

(End of this chapter)