Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 29
Facing the cold gaze of the old man, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but tremble.

Although after being reborn, she no longer cared how the Song family treated her, and was even secretly happy that she had offended them.However, under the gaze of Mr. Song, she still felt a little fear.

The old man in front of him is not the kind of ordinary old man who loves his children and grandchildren, but a strong man who started from scratch and built a huge business empire in Hong Kong.

The old tiger Yu Wei was there, even if he just glanced coldly like this, it made Song Xiaoye feel terrified.

Pinching her palms, she tried her best to calm herself down and called out "Grandpa".

She only yelled, and someone behind her pushed her hard, pressed her shoulder and shouted: "Kneel down—"

Being forced to kneel on the ground, Song Xiaoye resisted the humiliation and looked up at Mr. Song.

However, Mr. Song no longer looked at her, but at Song Zhenfeng who forced her to kneel down.

With indifferent eyes, he looked at Song Zhenfeng, and just smiled lightly: "Old Wu, you have such a good daughter..."

Anyone with a brain knows that this is an irony.

Song Zhenfeng was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, he almost wished he could kneel down too, "Dad, it's because I didn't teach the child well, I, I will teach her well..."

"No, you teach very well..." The old man paused, and seemed to be very emotional, "In the third generation of the Song family, especially the girls, there are very few who can persist in doing one thing like her. "

Finally, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Song Xiaoye. The old man's expression was very complicated.

"Ask Yazhi, what does she want to do in the future? Or ask Shifen..." Shaking his head, the old man said flatly, "I was born in the Song family, and I'm a rich lady and wife, that's all..."

Song Zhenfeng licked his lips, not knowing what to say.

Although he never asked, he knew that the other daughter was indeed like this.But why is Dad saying this now?Do you still appreciate...

Looking at Song Xiaoye out of the corner of his eye, he really didn't know what to say.

"You are fine,"

The old man's sudden words made Song Xiaoye's eyes widen, but she was at a loss.

But, it’s just that sentence——

"Knowing what you want and what you want to do at a young age is not easy—it's just,"

Looking at Song Xiaoye, the old man said coldly: "You were born into the wrong family! I would rather the girls of the Song family are trash who only know how to eat, drink and play, than someone to make the Song family lose face in public..."

"Xiaoye, that dream of yours shouldn't have been born!"

He didn't shout or curse loudly, but such indifferent words made Song Xiaoye feel cold all over his body.

"dad,"

Song Zhenhai who came back from the outside yelled respectfully. Although he saw Song Xiaoye kneeling on the ground, he didn't seem to see anything at all. He just looked at Song Zhenfeng and then turned to the old man.

Song Haohua who was behind him stared at Song Xiaoye, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, he just touched Song Haotian beside him with his elbow.

Song Haotian raised his eyebrows and glared at his brother, but he still stepped forward and put the paper box in his arms on the table.

"Grandpa, the matter has been dealt with." He pointed to the things in the box and explained one by one: "The most original film, as well as the shooting contract, are all here. The TV station will not broadcast this commercial again. It's just that the beverage manufacturer is under the name of the Fu family. I have contacted the Uncle Fu family, and they agreed that we will pay for a new series of commercials. However, the cost will be twice as high as their original budget—they demanded Ask Qiao Xuan to take a picture."

"Qiao Xuan?" The old man frowned, obviously he didn't know who this Qiao Xuan was, "No matter who it is, promise the Fu family—this time it's our Song family who troubled him, no matter whether it's twice or three times taller I can only promise..."

Song Haotian lowered his head, did not answer directly, but said in a low voice: "Yes, I will handle it well."

After Liao Liao said a few words, Song Haotian backed away again.But Song Xiaoye only felt that her heart was jumping with fear.

The advertisement has not even arrived for a day since it aired, but the Song family has already done so many things without making a sound.

When many people may have never seen that commercial, it has disappeared without a sound and will never appear on the screen again.

For some reason, Song Xiaoye suddenly laughed. Because of her hoarse laughter, several people turned their heads to look at her with different expressions, but they looked at her so similarly, with that kind of pity, as if looking at a dead person .

As if something was burning in her chest, Song Xiaoye called out without hesitation: "Do you really think that the Song family is so great and omnipotent?"

Humming low, she laughed mockingly, "Block a commercial, I can shoot again..."

Mr. Song frowned, glanced at Song Xiaoye, but did not speak.

Song Zhenhai sighed, and stopped Song Zhenfeng who wanted to kick Song Xiaoye with his hands.

"Xiaoye, what exactly do you want to do?" He asked gently, looking amiable, "Tell Uncle, do you hate the Song family? Are you so hateful that you want to embarrass the Song family and become someone else's excuse?"

With such an amiable face, but with such indifferent and cruel words, it was the same as before her death in her previous life.

"Uncle," Song Xiaoye smiled, her voice was very soft, but what she said made Song Zhenhai's expression change immediately, "If you and my dad can play with a few less starlets, then I won't enter the entertainment industry." Make grandpa feel ashamed?!"

"You..." Swallowing the second half of the sentence in time, Song Zhenfeng pointed at Song Xiaoye with his finger, but he was peeking at the old man from the corner of his eyes.

The men of the Song family love to play, and the most vicious ones are women.Not to mention the two adult men of the second generation of the Song family, even Song Haotian, the eldest brother of the third generation of the Song family, also raised a starlet outside.

Many of these things have been reported in weekly magazines, and everyone knows it well, but they seldom say it in person.

The old man lightly touched the armrest with his pipe. Although the two muffled sounds were very low, everyone immediately silenced and looked over.

His eyes were far away, and Mr. Song didn't look at anyone, as if he was looking at a certain point through the void, with a little bewilderment.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and you can't force it. If you want to be a star, you can also leave the Song family and go where you want and do whatever you want. No one cares about you."

Standing up, Mr. Song turned around, then suddenly turned back, looked at Song Zhenfeng and said, "Next time we come to eat, just three of us!"

Although he didn't directly mention the three people, everyone understood that the old man never wanted to see Song Xiaoye again.

Song Zhenfeng answered with a whisper, turned to look at Song Xiaoye, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was more angry or more compassionate.

Song Haohua caught up a few steps directly, and shouted at the old man's back: "Grandpa, Xiaoye is just young and ignorant..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Haotian had already pulled him back. At the same time, Song Zhenhai turned his head and glared at him.

Being glared at by his father and brother, Song Haohua had no choice but to swallow his unspoken words.

And the old man, as if he didn't hear Song Haohua's voice, still walked upstairs slowly.

Song Xiaoye bit her lip, and stood up suddenly, "Grandpa, why do you hate celebrities so much?! Even if everyone said you were an actor before, it's not the same now! Why are you still so stubborn?!"

Mr. Song's figure paused, without turning his head.But even so, Song Zhenfeng was sweating from fright.

Grabbing Song Xiaoye, he raised his hand, wanting to slap Song Xiaoye to shut up, but he didn't slap Song Xiaoye's stubborn eyes.

After glaring at her fiercely, he scolded in a low voice: "Why did you give birth to such a loser..."

"Dad, I'll take her back first and teach her a lesson..." Dragging Song Xiaoye outside, he still cursed in a low voice: "Why aren't you dumb? You fucking want to kill me..."

After subconsciously chasing two steps out, Song Haohua looked back at Mr. Song who had already walked up the stairs.

Although he was full of words to say, but when Song Haotian pulled him, he swallowed all the words.

When Song Haohua chased him to Sham Shui Po, the Song family had already calmed down.

Although the maid who came to open the door didn't say anything, Song Haohua's cautious expression had already let Song Haohua know how terrible the quarrel or lesson was just now.

"Uncle Fifth," Song Haohua called out in a low voice, looking at Song Zhenfeng standing in the hall with his arms around his shoulders.

Turning his head, Song Zhenfeng smiled, but soon he had an exhausted expression, "Haohua, you came just in time. You know that dead girl best, let's see how you can help Fifth Uncle persuade her..."

With a wry smile, he said lightly: "Uncle Wu is not as lucky as your father, and there are only two daughters in total. But one of them is not as good as the other..."

"Uncle Wu, Xiaoye is still young, maybe in the future..."

"There are some things that can't just be passed on at a young age..." Sitting on the sofa, Wang Meiling raised her head, looked at Song Zhenfeng and said, "Zhenfeng, I shouldn't have said much about Xiaoye. But now With this appearance, I am very afraid that she will spoil Yazhi."

"Fifth Aunt, Xiaoye is not that kind of person." Facing Wang Meiling's eyes, Song Haohua couldn't continue.

It's not that Xiaoye is that kind of person, but that Wang Meiling can't tolerate her.

With a wry smile, he could only say in a low voice: "Uncle Wu, Grandpa is just angry, let Xiaoye avoid it first, maybe after a while, it will be fine when Grandpa calms down."

"Haohua, you know what kind of temper the old man has." Wang Meiling smiled, and looked at Song Haohua with a mocking look in her eyes, "Aunt Wu knows that you love Xiaoye, but no matter how painful it is, it takes time..."

Turning to Song Zhenfeng, she said calmly: "Zhenfeng, didn't Xiaoye just say that she didn't want to be Miss Song's family herself? In my opinion, it's better to really help her!"

"Fifth Aunt, what do you mean?" Song Haohua was in a hurry, and asked directly, regardless of the order of seniority.

Wang Meiling glanced at him unhappily, "Haohua, this is our family business."

"I," Song Haohua swallowed, even though he knew it was inappropriate to interrupt, he still turned to Song Zhenfeng, "Uncle Wu, do you really want to chase Xiaoye away?"

(End of this chapter)