The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 210 Song Gou was so angry that he vomited blood
Fang Zhou's eyes were not sad, because her mother's departure was a relief for her.

In the end, for a cancer patient, being able to leave this world with dignity is more important than anything else.

Qin Moli looked at the flower-like boy and said, "You can stay here for a while."

"Thank you, sister!" Fang Zhou's eyes sparkled. "I have evidence here. Someone asked me to play the flute at the section of the road where the car accident happened that day."

He took it out and gave it to Qin Moli. There were photos and receipts for money transactions.

"Before, my mother was still alive, so I dared to admit these things." Fang Zhou stared at her, "Sister, I don't know if I can help you now?"

Qin Moli took it and said, "Sure. I'll ask Aunt Chang to take you to the guest room. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

"Okay!" Fang Zhou followed Aunt Chang.

Qin Moli gave the evidence to Shen Yan, asked him to sort it out, hide the real things of Fang Zhou, and send it to the media.

This confirmation once again plunged Fu's company into crisis.

"You little brat, don't you know that she is my woman?" Song Yizhuo declared domineeringly.

Fang Zhou was very direct: "I like my sister."

Song Yizhuo directly asked the bodyguard to throw him out.

Song Yizhuo saw Fang Zhou painting under the tree when he came back in the evening.

"I'm eighteen years old." Fang Zhou has grown up.

"Uncle, we can compete fairly." Fang Zhou looked very serious.

Song Yizhuo couldn't help but swear, "I'm thirty-four this year! This is my home, pack your things and get out!"

The young man under the hibiscus tree is so beautiful that it is difficult to tell whether he is male or female.

A pair of black and bright eyes, pure as lake water.

The more delicious and tender the Ark became, the more Huang Chun felt like he was rejuvenated.

The title of uncle almost made Song Yizhuo so angry that he vomited blood.

He put his hands on his hips. Is Qin Moli now an old cow eating young grass? Does he like this kind of beautiful boy?
"Hey, Yichuan, what are you doing here?" Song Yizhuo walked up to him.

Is he that old?
"How old are you?" Song Yizhuo raised his eyebrows.

Qin Moli had also heard about Huang Chun's romantic affairs, but Song Yizhuo, the profiteer, had already sent a message to Huang Chun.

"I'll let Boss Huang take him away." Song Yizhuo knew that Huang Chun loved this.

"My sister asked me to stay here." Fang Zhou stared at him.

Of course Fang Zhou didn't want to.

Qin Moli came out after hearing the news. "He exposed the deal between the Fu family and him. If he moves out, he might be retaliated by the Fu family. If you kick him out now, you're not giving him a way to live."

Song Yizhuo did not forget to add insult to injury: "Your sister is very fierce, and Boss Huang is very caring. You are right to follow her."

"Sister, I won't go with her!" Fang Zhou's face changed, "She forced me to sleep with him, and I didn't want to."

"This is my home." Song Yizhuo glanced at his paintings. He was painting trees and flowers, and the colors were clean and natural. "What is your purpose in approaching her?"

Fang Zhou did not forget to complain: "Sister, Boss Huang was the one my uncle sent to torture me."

Qin Moli glanced at Song Yizhuo and said, "You are competing with a child. Have you not grown up yet?"

"Uncle just said that he is thirty-four years old. It's not that he hasn't grown up, he's just an old naughty boy." Fang Zhou responded.

Song Yizhuo was so angry that he stretched out his hand to hit him, and he quickly hid behind Qin Moli. Qin Moli covered his mouth and laughed. Whether it was the word "uncle" or the three words "old naughty boy", it was a critical hit to Song Yizhuo.

With Qin Moli blocking the way, Song Yizhuo couldn't hit Fang Zhou from either the left or the right, so he simply stretched out his hand and held her in his arms.

"Are you laughing at me for being old too?" Song Yizhuo saw through it.

"Everyone will grow old, what are you afraid of?" Qin Moli smiled with his eyes curved.

"Haha, the guy named Gu is older than me!" Song Yizhuo hurt her heart.

Qin Moli pushed his chest away, "Zhengcheng is forty years old. It is said that men are most attractive at forty. What do you know?"

Seeing her defending Gu Zhengcheng like this, Song Yizhuo said to Fang Zhou, "When you see Gu Zhengcheng, you can call him grandpa."

Qin Moli felt that he was a real dog!
Huang Chun rushed over and said, "Xiao Zhou, I love you like my own son. Come with me!"

"Sister, do you think she looks like the Big Tailed Wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood to go away?" Fang Zhou whispered in Qin Moli's ear.

"Sister Huang, take him back and discipline him well! He has no respect for elders and no rules." Song Yizhuo said from the side.

To be honest, Qin Moli still felt sorry for Fang Zhou's experience. After all, she was only 18 years old and had been desperate.

It was too cruel to let Fang Zhou, who was only 18 years old, become Huang Chun's "godson", or actually her lover.

But Song Yizhuo regarded him as a love rival and of course was unwilling to keep him.

Just when Qin Moli was in a dilemma, Yang Shuixiang came out and said, "He plays the instrument very well. I want him to accompany me."

Song Yizhuo was surprised and asked, "Fourth Aunt, are you interested in him too?"

"Qin Mu is dead. He could play the piano." Yang Shuixiang's eyes were still red and swollen.

Qin Moli glared at Song Yizhuo. "My mom just wants him to accompany her. Her feelings for my dad are as strong as a rock. How could she fall in love with someone else? Stop talking nonsense."

Fang Zhou quickly ran to Yang Shuixiang and said, "Auntie, I will play the piano and draw with you."

"Let's go!" Yang Shuixiang led him away.

"The duck that was in hand flew away?" Huang Chun joked, "It seems that Xiaozhou is still a hot commodity!"

"Sister Huang, let's go have some tea." Qin Moli called her.

"Let's go!" Huang Chun nodded.

At ten o'clock in the evening, He Chi invited Qin Moli and Song Yizhuo to attend the meeting.

"For now, the public opinion online is in our favor, but it is limited to sympathy. Sales are still declining, and Michael Auto, a subsidiary of the Fu Group, has not apologized. Mr. Qin, I have always wanted to ask, will this affect our listing?" He Chi is most concerned about this matter.

"The memory of the Internet is limited, so you don't need to pay too much attention to this in advance." Qin Moli told him, "Mr. He, whether it is quality, sales, or reputation, Benwang cars are a very good national brand. We will try our best to submit the listing materials for review on the agreed date."

"What does Manager Song mean?" He Chi turned to look at him.

Song Yizhuo nodded, "Mr. He, you have to believe in Mr. Qin's ability. Benwang Automobile Company's business will continue as usual and should not be affected by the vicious competition from competitors. Mr. Qin said that the time for listing will definitely be no problem."

"Okay, okay, I believe President Qin. Thank you both for giving me reassurance." He Chi thanked them repeatedly.

When I walked out of Benwang Company, the sky was already full of stars.

Qin Moli looked up at the sky. She used to sit on her father's shoulders and play under the starry sky.

Now, she can't find the evidence to avenge her father.

Song Yizhuo called her: "Momo, I found something here..."