Make cards, I am your ancestor!

Chapter 62
This photo broke Song Yingshen's defenses.

The previous strong support finally gave up. The moment he saw the girl in the photo, Song Yingshen's heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp knife.

In the photo, A-Jiang looked at the camera with desperate eyes, showing a breathless depression.

At that time, I asked Jiang what was going on in my heart under such circumstances.

Song Yingshen let out a painful howl from his throat. He didn't dare to look at it. He squeezed the photo tightly, covered his face with one hand, and even his shoulders were trembling.

He seemed genuinely sad.

Zero Egg showed the quality that a data system should have at this time: "Yes, the pain value is at the top, and there are two points. Host, can you squeeze it out!"

Meng Qi was also shocked by that photo.

He looked at Wen Jiang in disbelief, seeing Wen Jiang's eyes were a little speculative, as if the desperate girl in the photo wasn't her.

She is just pure and wants to use this photo to hurt Song Yingchen.

Although Song Yingshen asked for it, it also proved how terrible Jiang is now.

She didn't love Song Yingchen, so she was immune to all kinds of poisons, and she could even easily start torturing Song Yingchen.

Meng Qi suddenly had a strange thought, maybe in the future, Wen Jiang will become very good, and she will be invincible.

"Are you in pain? You are just looking at the photos showing the crocodile's tears. Where were you when she actually scratched my face with a knife?"

"Song Yingchen, if you are a man, don't be mean, go farther and farther, and use your strength to prove that your choice is correct, Ajiang, it is just a stumbling block in your life."

After she finished speaking, with a slight smile on her face, Shi Shiran left here.

Song Yingchen was still in pain, but subconsciously murmured, with a choked tone in his voice: "It's not a stumbling block, no, it's my mistake, it's my mistake..."

Wen Jiang was right, he was indeed a wimp.

He returned to the Song family, walking on thin ice, trying his best to behave well in front of the Song family, not wanting to lose face to the Song family.

In the end, he really lost someone important to him.

He thought at the beginning that as long as he could prove himself, then he would be able to secure a better future for himself and Jiang Bo.

As a result, now that his Ajaan is lost, what's the point of all this?

Seeing his painful appearance, even Meng Qi couldn't bear it: "Young master, if it really doesn't work, let's go to her and cry, make trouble, and hang ourselves..."

As the saying goes, isn't a strong girl afraid of pestering her husband?

As Song Yingshen raised his head, Meng Qi's voice gradually dropped as he could see the indifference gradually emerging in his eyes despite the tears.

"She's right." Song Yingchen laughed awkwardly: "I've already lost Ajaan, everything I did is not important anymore."

Meng Qi didn't answer, thinking that with the power of the Song family, wouldn't it be impossible to ask Jiang Yongqiang if he wanted to?
Of course, judging from the current situation, if Song Yingshen really wanted to do this, he would probably be buried by Wen Jiang himself.

There was some reason for Lingdan to say that Song Yingchen was the male lead, but the coldness in his eyes resurfaced: "Since all this is meaningless, then I can only find Ajiang back by myself."

At this moment, the aura on his body became more and more gloomy, as if he had awakened some terrible thought.

Meng Qi: You don't really want to use force on her, do you?

Think twice, master! ! !

Obviously Meng Qi was thinking too much.

Song Yingshen regained his composure after the mood swings, but his eyes became much firmer.

He and Song Yingshen returned to the Song family, and faced an extreme situation as expected.

Song Yingchen sneaked out.

His every move could not escape the surveillance of the Song family. If he wanted to come to the border city, the Song family would not allow him because it would delay his training.

This morning, Meng Qi changed the information behind the tickets bought by the Song family. It seems that the people from the eldest lady helped.

As a result, when I got home, I saw Song Zhai late at night, facing three trials at this moment.

Patriarch of the Song family, Mrs. Song, Song Zhi.

Song Zhi crossed her legs gracefully, sitting on the head of the Song family, and seeing Song Yingshen coming back, she turned her eyes lightly.

As soon as Song Yingshen arrived in the lobby, Mrs. Song who was sitting there said in a deep voice, "Kneel down!"

If she said that in the past, Song Yingshen would kneel without saying a word.

Even if he might not have made a mistake, as long as Mrs. Song finds an excuse and reason, she can force him to admit his mistake.

Not to mention such a big thing today.

He went to the border city without the Song family's permission.

But this time, Song Yingshen didn't even change his expression.

He only looked at the head of the Song family, Song Ji.

It was a man who looked elegant and kind. The years did not leave many traces on his face, but added a little charm. He was wearing a white Tang suit and twisted a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

Like a compassionate Bodhisattva.

Of course, Song Yingshen knew that this was just the surface.

He is the most hidden executioner of the Song family. Without speaking, other people will execute all wills for him. He is the absolute authority of the Song family.

Just like at this moment, he looked at Song Yingchen with a gentle smile on his face.

It was in stark contrast to Mrs. Song's coldness.

"I told you to kneel, didn't you hear?"

Mrs. Song saw that Song Yingchen didn't look at her but looked at her husband, and immediately felt the anger of being disobedient: "You made such a big mistake, don't you know the mistake?"

Meng Qi stood aside and didn't dare to say anything. After all, this is the Song family's business, and he is not qualified to be the son of a housekeeper.

Unexpectedly, Song Yingshen would not speak, and Mrs. Song turned her gun: "Meng Qi, tell me! Where have you been today?"

Meng Qi: "..."

He was embarrassed, and when he was about to speak, Song Yingshen said, "As the son of the Song family, I don't even have the freedom to go anywhere?"

Mrs. Song's eyes widened, as if she hadn't expected that Song Yingchen would dare to contradict her, she would not be offended by this sentence, she just sneered: "If you don't train well, go outside every day to meet those who are not on the stage, Do you really think that you are infallible as an S-rank Spirit Card Master?"

Song Yingshen's face was terribly cold: "Every mouthful of something that is not on the table, who is the one who is not on the table? Do you need to constantly slander and belittle someone to express your unique and noble status? Mrs. Song?"

This sentence not only shocked Mrs. Song, but also shocked Song Zhi next to her.

It was rare for her to show a little bit of surprise, and then she looked at her father who was sitting upright. Seeing that Song Ji was still smiling, she glanced at Mrs. Song again, and couldn't hold back, she burst out laughing.

Meng Qi looked at Song Yingchen with admiration.

Awesome, the second young master, I found Wen Jiang's descendants to evolve, and this little mouth is as good at scolding as Wen Jiang.

See how Mrs. Song's face turned green.

After all, in this family, she is in the same embarrassing position as Song Yingshen.

(End of this chapter)