Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 277
Song Yichang frowned so much that he could almost kill a fly, and when he stared at Song Zhicheng, his expression was very bad.

I've seen it a lot, and I'm used to it, Song Zhicheng didn't care, the corner of his mouth slightly turned up, he stretched out his second finger, and said indifferently: "Second, the reason why you sit in it is because you committed a crime and you deserve it, not because I let you You sat in it."

Song Yichang was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled, and he raised his hand to slap Song Zhicheng, but his hands and feet were shackled, so he was powerless.

Song Zhicheng glanced at it for a while, his expression was indifferent, and he opened his mouth to ask word by word: "Do you understand?"

Song Yichang gritted his teeth and said: "Stinky boy, don't think that if your wings are hard, you won't treat me as an old man."

Song Zhicheng lowered his eyes.

In a small space, the atmosphere is condensed.

Song Yichang's eyes flickered. Deep down in his heart, he was actually a little afraid of Song Zhicheng. This brat was so cold and ruthless that he didn't recognize his relatives at all.For example, he could put himself in prison without hesitation because of his own mistakes that caused the old man to fall ill...

Under that icy cold gaze, Song Yichang's aura gradually weakened, but he was unwilling in the end. He was used to bossing Song Zhicheng for so many years, even if he couldn't beat Song Zhicheng. So, always unscrupulous.

The old man had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, which was not what Song Yichang wanted.

Thinking about it now, Song Yichang felt a little regretful, why did he get so angry that the old man had a cerebral hemorrhage?

Otherwise, I would still be free and easy outside, and there would be no need to squat in this heavily guarded prison.

Song Yichang is going crazy, if he stays any longer, he will definitely go crazy.

Thinking about it, Song Yichang's face was infected with a look of depression. When he looked at Song Zhicheng, his eyes were full of anger, hatred and fear...

Song Zhicheng smiled and asked, "Is it calm?"

Song Yichang blew his beard and stared: "Huh...don't think I can't do anything about you. It's too early for you to take full control of the company. How much is your share? Do you have 30% now? Without the old man's share, you think you can Take power alone? I warn you, the old man has half my share."

Song Zhicheng glanced at him lightly, and suddenly felt that Song Yichang was really getting more and more innocent.Song Zhicheng didn't bother to reply to such mentally retarded remarks.

Seeing that Song Zhicheng didn't answer, Song Yichang thought he was in the wrong, and immediately showed complacency: "If you want to gain power, be honest and let me go."

Song Zhicheng didn't bother to talk to him, and said bluntly: "For the sake of your birthday today, let me put you in a good mood."

Song Yichang snorted softly, thinking that Song Zhicheng must have a guilty conscience.

Song Zhicheng had no expression on his face, the light above his head illuminated that chiseled face, embellishing it even colder and sharper.

Quiet.

As the silence lasted longer, Song Yichang's face became less calm. He looked at Song Zhicheng suspiciously. Now he is also a person who has a son, and he is a man and a man, and he stays on the front line in everything."

Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, and suddenly laughed out loud after a while.

Song Yichang said displeased: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Zhicheng just looked at Song Yichang with a smile, and was not in a hurry to answer.

This smile was a bit weird, and for no reason, Song Yichang showed a trace of fear, his lips trembling slightly: "You... Let me tell you, don't be stubborn anymore, if you continue like this, you will end up betraying your relatives, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Song Zhicheng's dark eyes glanced lightly: "Papa is worried, I don't have many relatives, so I'm not afraid of betrayal."

Song Yichang choked suddenly.

Song Zhicheng's eyes darkened, Song Yichang was so ridiculous.

He dared to use his Gun Gun as a threat, locked in a big prison, and his brain was not healed, so it made him even more confused?
Betrayal?

He, Song Zhicheng, in this life, besides You Qian, except for his son, except for his grandfather, who else deserves to be called a relative?
This sanctimonious father in front of him?
Or those half-brothers and sisters who harbor evil intentions?
ridiculous.

Song Yichang is too ridiculous.

With a sneer, Song Zhicheng said, "You came to me, you have nothing to say, right?"

Song Yichang saw that Song Zhicheng stood up, as if he was about to leave, but he was locked here at all, and he was still fighting like a trapped beast, so he said in a hurry: "Song Zhicheng, stop."

Song Zhicheng stood still, his deep and steady voice came from above his head, and asked indifferently, "What else is there?" After a slight pause, Song Zhicheng pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "I forgot to say to you: Happy birthday."

This flat, exasperating tone.

Song Yichang choked and stared: "Song Zhicheng, get me out quickly, and you won't be allowed to get stuck on my parole, otherwise, don't blame me for transferring the shares I hold..."

Song Zhicheng, who had always been calm and without any ups and downs, turned his head suddenly: "I wanted you to have a happy birthday, but you didn't want to."

Song Yichang couldn't help frowning.

Song Zhicheng lightly dropped a sentence: "I forgot to tell you, the shares in my grandfather's hands have already been transferred to my name, you won't know about it all the time, right?"

A faint sentence, but like a thunderclap on the ground, Song Yichang almost jumped up in fright, and he shouted in surprise: "What? What did you say?"

Song Zhicheng said coldly, "literally."

Song Yichang held the iron rod with both hands, and asked with big eyes, "Please tell me clearly, what do you mean?"

Song Zhicheng's simple words were shocking: "That's what you understand."

Song Yichang couldn't believe it, his eyes turned red suddenly, anxious and angry, he suddenly fell down on the chair with a 'boom', and muttered: "Impossible...Impossible..."

"How can the old man be so biased?"

"It's impossible to give it all to you."

"I accounted for a large part, the old man promised me personally before."

"It's you, you must have used tricks to forcefully occupy it." Speaking of this, Song Yichang's eyes showed a fierce look, and he waited fiercely for Song Zhicheng: "The old man is not dead yet, you dare to do such indecent things." Means, when I go out, I will hire a lawyer, you wait for me..."

Song Yichang was so anxious that he couldn't choose what to say, he didn't care about his image at all.After all, he thought he had been hiding an amulet all along, but he never expected it to be invalid.

Especially for someone like Song Yichang who thinks highly of himself but has no self-knowledge, the blow is even greater.

Song Zhicheng smiled maliciously: "I'm in a hurry to eat cake."

Abandon the words, stop listening to Song Yichang's cursing, turn around and leave immediately.

Song Yichang stared, helplessly watching Song Zhicheng leave.

As soon as Song Zhicheng got out of the prison, the driver drove the car over and parked it aside. Song Zhicheng got into the car and immediately picked up the child. The little guy in his arms was soft to the touch and brought him endless warmth. Song Zhicheng slightly closed his eyes.

　At 12 o'clock, I updated the 4th chapter, but I can't do it anymore, I have to go to bed right away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)