Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 253
"Miss Song, I have some business issues and I want to communicate with Mr. Song personally..."

"Business, really a business partner, you can't call the office? Can't you call his cell phone?"

Song Yazhi asked sharply, but in the next second, her voice stopped, "Daddy, are you—going out!? Well, it's nothing, I'm not looking for your phone..."

Hearing the voice from the other side, Ye Ying became a little anxious, "Miss Song, Miss Song—Song Zhenfeng..."

I don't know if she heard her scream, but Song Zhenfeng's voice came from the receiver on the other side: "You didn't want me? Yazhi, why are you hiding the phone behind you? Give me the phone—hello..."

Hearing that familiar voice, Ye Ying lost her mind for a moment. When Song Zhenfeng asked "who" unhappily, she said shyly, "It's me..."

There was a long silence, when Ye Ying thought that Song Zhenfeng might ask "Who are you" in the next sentence, Song Zhenfeng suddenly asked softly: "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk..." Ye Ying said calmly, but there was still a slight tremolo in her voice at the end.

"What's there to talk about!" Song Zhenfeng snorted coldly, with a hint of impatience, "We haven't seen each other for 20 years, so what do I have to talk to you about?"

"Let's talk about—that child—Mandarin Hotel..." Ye Ying's voice paused for a while, and then added: "I'll wait for you! If you don't come, I don't know if I will be like 20 years ago Same……"

"You're crazy!" Cutting off her words, Song Zhenfeng said in a deep voice, "I'll be right there..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhenfeng still couldn't suppress the anger welling up in his chest.

After 20 years, she just popped up out of nowhere...

"Daddy..." Song Yazhi called out standing on the stairs, but Song Zhenfeng rushed out of the door without even turning his head.

Subconsciously chasing after two steps, Song Yazhi bit her lip, her eyes were full of resentment.

"What's wrong?" Wang Meiling asked while standing on the second floor.

"Mommy," Song Yazhi raised her head, and said angrily, "Daddy must have gone to see those bad women again! Why don't you care? I heard that the little star said in public that he has something to do with Daddy—— That Cai Xiaoyin, someone said, I will soon have a younger brother..."

"Yazhi," Wang Meiling said in a low voice, "How many times have I said, no matter what happens, you must hold your breath!"

Looking down at Song Yazhi, she walked down the stairs and said calmly: "I told you before, all men in the world are cheap, and there is no man who does not cheat, especially a big family like ours..."

The corners of her mouth curled up, feeling disappointed, lamenting and mocking, Wang Meiling said in a flat voice, "You will marry into such a family in the future, if it is like this now, how will you live!?"

Song Yazhi bit her lip, apparently not listening to Wang Meiling's words, "Forget it! Mommy, do you know that the people behind me are laughing at me..."

"Who is laughing at you? It's nothing more than your friends who go clubbing together! Next time whoever laughs at you, you can ask where their daddy is now—whose daddy doesn't have a lover? Whose husband doesn't have a lover?" Fooling around outside?!"

Looking up, Wang Meiling said lightly: "Yazhi, you heard clearly. As long as he is still a legitimate wife, even if there are a few women around him, don't be afraid. Those women are not a problem, they can be solved by any means. Lost. Without them left and right, there will be newcomers soon—as long as you firmly hold on to your name, that's enough."

"Mommy," Song Yazhi called out, as if she was suppressing something, "Mommy, you've lived your whole life like this, you've been wronged, even the little bitch born to a woman outside has been raised for Daddy, don't you just Don't you get angry or hate?! I can't be as magnanimous as you..."

"Yazhi," Wang Meiling yelled angrily as Song Yazhi ran out without looking back.

"Not angry or hated? How is it possible?" Sitting on the sofa, her body trembled slightly.

Closing her eyes and calming down, she made a phone call, "Hey, Xiaolan, it's me! Do you have time? Yes, let's have a meal together at a time—well, I want to talk to you about your company The new guy—what's his name? It's the one who showed his breasts in the weekly magazine a few days ago..."

Song Yazhi ran away from Song's house angrily, drove the newly acquired BMW to cruise the river, and wanted to ask her sisters to go clubbing, but worried about hearing some bad gossip.

It's said that drinking was a mistake. Last year, because she got drunk at the bar and exposed that bitch's material, she was grounded by her grandfather for a month, and she was not allowed to go to the bar to drink again.But, what else can she do if she doesn't go clubbing and drinking?

After graduating from high school, she was not accepted by Julia, nor was she admitted by the England Conservatory of Music. She didn't want to go to a conservatory of music that was not eye-catching. Besides, everything in foreign countries was unchanged, and it was not as comfortable as Hong Kong, so she just studied at the University of Hong Kong. A music department.

Her studies are not too heavy. Apart from studying, shopping, and attending various parties, she only spends time clubbing, dancing, and drinking.Life is so boring, she doesn't even know why she is alive.

If she also went to the French Clion coming-of-age ceremony dance, then she, like Song Shifen and Ma Xinru, would become a famous celebrity in the city.Or, if she's like that...

Shaking her head, Song Yazhi let out a sigh: "That shameless bastard..." Turning her eyes away, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she saw the familiar Mercedes-Benz sedan.

It's Daddy's car!Mandarin Hotel?Did you meet your mistress here? !

Biting her lip, Song Yazhi turned the steering wheel abruptly and drove directly into the hotel square...

Song Zhenfeng walked quickly through the lobby and got on the elevator, his expression still a bit grim.

I haven't seen you for 20 years, but he wants to see what that woman has to say...

Looking at the glass surface inlaid with gold in the elevator room, he looked at the face reflected in it, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It's been 20 years, and it's been so long, why is he still so angry?

How many 20 years are there in life?Like them, how many people have seen each other after 20 years?

With a wry smile, he stepped out of the elevator door, but his expression had become calm.

The moment the door was opened, Ye Ying felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

We haven't seen each other for 20 years, but when we meet again, it's like this, just like when they had a tryst...

The middle-aged man in front of her has gotten a little fatter, but she can still see his handsome appearance back then—it's just that the prince she thought back then didn't become a king at all, and even in her heart, he wasn't even a prince anymore.

"Come in!" Letting go of her hand, she backed away, hiding all her emotions, and only asked lightly, "What do you want to drink? Tea or coffee?"

"Don't drink!"

Song Zhenfeng refused in a deep voice. Although he tried his best to keep calm, he still couldn't suppress the strange feeling in his heart.

It has been 20 years, and the innocent girl who was a bit rustic back then is now over the age, with crow's feet quietly creeping up the corners of her eyes, but she is even more graceful, mature, elegant and charming.

"You're still so charming..." With a wry smile, Song Zhenfeng looked at the woman in front of him, feeling bored.

"Thank you for the compliment, you are still so sweet-talking—" Ye Ying turned her head, and raised the corners of her mouth, "Unfortunately, I am no longer that little girl who has not experienced much in the world. Young Master Song, please spare your sweet-talking!"

It was only when Ye Ying said the words that she realized how sharp she was. After 20 years, she should have been able to deal with it calmly.

"Don't talk about that, I'm not looking for you to reminisce about the past." She shrugged, ignoring the shame and anger on Song Zhenfeng's face, "I want to know if Ye Xiao is my daughter!"

"I'm really surprised! After 20 years, you suddenly have the mood to ask such a question..." Because of Ye Ying's ridicule, Song Zhenfeng also became angry.

"Ye Ying, when you abandoned your daughter 20 years ago, didn't you say you would never recognize her again?"

"That's what you forced me to do!" Ye Ying screamed, at that moment, all the elegance and all the amorous feelings collapsed, leaving only anger.

"Song Zhenfeng, I just gave birth to a child at that time, and your Song family drove me out of Hong Kong—could you have forgotten all of this?!"

"I haven't forgotten! But," Song Zhenfeng sneered, "you asked for everything! If you didn't come to my door to make trouble and force me to divorce because you were pregnant with my child, how could things get so messed up? Cleared fields!"

"Ye Ying, did I treat you badly back then? I pampered you, protected you, bought you a house, paid for all your expenses, hundreds of thousands of jewels, as soon as you open your mouth, I will immediately hold it in front of you—— But how did you repay me?"

"Pamper me? Protect me?" Ye Ying looked at him coldly, "When your wife slapped me, why didn't you protect me when your mother pointed at me and scolded me? Song Zhenfeng, don't make yourself sound like a lover." Who doesn't know that you Song Wutian was born with countless sexual desires? I just debuted back then and didn't understand anything, so I fell for your tricks! If I knew you had a wife..."

"Humph" sneered twice, Ye Ying said in a deep voice: "These things have passed, I don't want to talk about it, you just tell me why she changed her surname to Ye and entered the entertainment circle - she, she knows me Is it her mother?!"

No need to ask any more, Song Zhenfeng's attitude had already told her that Ye Xiao was really her daughter.

Looking at Ye Ying's nervous expression, Song Zhenfeng sneered, "You're dreaming! How could I tell my daughter that she has a mother who wants money and doesn't want her? Don't stare at me—Ye Ying, do you want to say that you didn't take money?"

Ye Ying was silent for a moment, then said shyly: "Yes, I took the money. A young woman, no children, no husband, if I don't even have money, I really have nothing..."

Smiling bitterly, Ye Ying did not evade her fault, but said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for her, I abandoned her since she was born - what about you? What's the matter with you as a father? The Song family was supposed to be a rich and well-clothed young lady! Why, she was kicked out of the house and left outside?!"

With a sharp voice, Ye Ying stared at Song Zhenfeng, and asked sharply, "Did your father treat her well? Song Zhenfeng, it's fine if you treat me indifferently! But Ye Xiao is your own daughter, how can you treat her like this?" What about her?"

Asking loudly, Ye Ying looked at Song Zhenfeng angrily, wanting to get an answer:
Why didn't her daughter live a carefree life as a daughter of a daughter as she thought, but came out to make a living at such a young age? !

This shouldn't have happened—or, she simply didn't want to imagine it like this...

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