Chapter 1647

"I'll call Jing Yijun!" Song Lingling said.

As she spoke, she took out her phone and called Yijun in public.

"Turn on the speakerphone!" Liu Fengyan said loudly.

After hearing this, everyone booed: "That's right, turn on the hands-free, and turn it on to the maximum."

Song Lingling glanced at Liu Fengyan and Song Nuoyu coldly, and turned the speakerphone to the maximum.

Song Nuoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell directly on Song Lingling's mobile phone. That old man, he couldn't really be Jing Yijun's father, could he?
The phone got through, and it took a long time for the other party to answer the call.

As soon as the phone was connected, everyone fell silent. Song Lingling asked into the phone, "Jing Yijun, where are you? Why didn't I see you come out?"

"I came out a long time ago. The company needs me to deal with something. I'm on my way to the company now."

"..." Song Linglinghan: "You are a temporary worker, what should you do?"

"What are you calling me for?"

"You also read the posts on the school forum, and you tell them clearly that the man who drove the red BMW and parked at the gate of the community is your father."

The other party was silent.

These few seconds of silence made Song Lingling nervous for no reason.

Seeing that the other party hadn't answered yet, Song Nuoyu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile.

Jing Yijun still has to rush to the company where he works to deal with things. Maybe he made a mistake at work and the company is going to fire him. Could the man driving the BMW be his father?

Song Nuoyu was quite familiar with cars, but that BMW cost 200 million to buy.

200 million is not much for a family like Song Nuoyu, and someone who can afford a 200 million car will not be so poor that his son can go to high school and work at the same time.

If the other party is Jing Yijun's father, does Jing Yijun need to remain silent?

His silence was hesitating, hesitating whether he should lie for Song Lingling or not.

"Speak up!" Song Lingling stamped her feet anxiously.

After a few more seconds, Jing Yijun's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Song Lingling, that's not my father."

This sentence is like dropping a bomb.

Everyone was startled for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

Song Lingling's facial muscles twitched, and she said, "I know that's not your father, it's your stepfather!"

"Not at all."

"Jing Yijun!"

"I'm at the company, I'm busy."

After speaking, Jing Yijun hung up the phone.

"Jing Yijun, you...!"

"Song Lingling, does your face hurt?" Liu Fengyan crossed her chest and looked at Song Lingling proudly: "Have you been severely slapped in the face by reality?"

"Lingling, I really did not post the post, and the man in the photo is not Jing Yijun's father, you wronged me in public, I...I am really sad, but because you are my sister, I forgive you , if you continue to wrong me indiscriminately in the future, I will complain to my father."

Song Nuoyu's eyes were reddish, and he looked very pitiful.

"Obviously I did something wrong, and you still blame others for raising it?"

"Looking at her pure face, I didn't expect her character to be so bad."

"It's so funny. Didn't the school say that she was in love with Jing Yijun? She had a tryst with an old man behind Jing Yijun's back, and she wanted Jing Yijun to accompany her to lie and fool us. She is really thick-skinned. It's so bright."

"Is she wearing a new dress from the Aimei brand? This dress seems to cost [-] a piece. If it wasn't for being taken care of by a rich man, where would she get the money to buy such an expensive dress?" Liu Fengyan added fuel to the fire, her eyes Staring at the skirt on Song Lingling.

(End of this chapter)

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