Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 44

At this moment, Song Qiyan's gaze penetrated the entire banquet, and he directly met Song Zhiren's sharp eyes that had gone through many vicissitudes, under the bridge of his nose, his thin lips parted slightly, and slowly said a word: "I'm back, father .”

In a word, it can be said that a heavy bomb was thrown into the banquet hall!
Song Zhiren's figure flickered suddenly, even with Su Hengfeng's support, he was still so shocked by the news that he couldn't stand up.

"Grandpa..." Su Hengfeng pressed against Song Zhiren's back nervously, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

Jin Zhaodong, who was waiting to congratulate Su Hengfeng, was also puzzled: "Mr. Song, what's going on?"

How did Brother Song, who boarded the boat with him, become the son of the ruler of the Song family? !
On the other hand, Yin Guoping, who had been watching silently, suddenly frowned, and said hesitantly, "Could it be..."

"Impossible!" Before Yin Guoping could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp female voice.

Song Ranqin stood up "suddenly", her face pale after shock.

She turned her head and stared at Song Qiyan with a calm expression, her eyes resentful: "Impossible, where is the son of the Song family, whoever let this liar board the boat, still won't kick me out!"

As soon as Song Ranqin's words came out, Jin Zhaodong fell into an embarrassing situation, but Qiao Nianzhao hurriedly comforted Song Ranqin whose eyes were angry: "Auntie, there may be a misunderstanding here, please calm down first!"

After hearing Qiao Nianzhao's words, Song Ranqin not only didn't calm down but became even more annoyed. She turned her head and glared at the good-looking Qiao Nianzhao and refuted, "What do you mean? Are you saying that I have lost my basic ability to judge when I am old?"

"Auntie, I'm not..."

"It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks about our Song family's affairs!"

Song Ranqin forcefully interrupted Qiao Nianzhao's explanation, snorted softly, raised her chin slightly, and turned away from looking at Qiao Nianzhao, who was blushing after being taught by her.

Over the years, as the Song family's financial resources and influence in the city skyrocketed, Song Ranqin almost always judged people with her nostrils.

Even if Qiao Nianzhao was the second Miss Jin and her future daughter-in-law, she couldn't hide her disdain.

Jin Zhaodong watched his daughter being reprimanded in public, as if he had been slapped hard on the face, but because Song Zhiren couldn't get angry, his face was colorful and ugly.

"It's a blessing in disguise, but you don't know it's a blessing. Such a mother-in-law really has a long way to go."

Yin Li sighed with emotion, and for the first time showed sympathy for Qiao Nianzhao who had been wronged and flattered.

Jin Ziqi just glanced casually at the main table, most of her attention was still on Song Qiyan, looking at the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and his theater-like eyes, but her chest felt tight for a while.

She probably already guessed who the dumb daughter in the story last night was, and also guessed Song Qiyan's identity.

However, they didn't recognize each other for so many years, and Song Zhiren only appeared when he wanted to declare the right of succession.

How much resentment did Song Qiyan accumulate towards Song Zhiren? !

Song Zhiren over there had already recovered from the sudden news, pushed away Su Hengfeng's support, stood upright on crutches, and waved to Song Ranqin: "Sit down for me."

"Dad!" Song Ranqin wanted to argue, but she was silenced by Song Zhiren's sharp eyes. She obediently sat back in her seat, but slapped Su Jin'an next to her: "I just know how to eat, it's useless trash!"

Song Zhiren frowned at Song Ranqin's words and deeds, but he also knew that now was not the time to discipline this daughter who was used to being outspoken and domineering.

With his hands clasped on the head of his cane, he shot sharp eyes at Song Qiyan: "My son died in a shipwreck 30 years ago. You say you are my son. Where is the evidence?"

Song Zhiren asked questions casually and slowly, but he had a formidable ability. After decades of hard work in the mall, he had created not only his wealth, but also his aggressive aura.

Song Qiyan hooked the corner of his mouth, and looked somewhere out of the corner of his eye: "If there is no sufficient evidence, do you think I will stand here beyond my control?" The aggressive tone was not Gongqian.

Song Zhiren's gray eyebrows frowned, he didn't miss Song Qiyan's contemptuous expression, he looked at Song Qiyan with a deeper and more serious gaze, and at the same time, a person stood up at the high-level Song's table next door.

"This is the DNA test report of Mr. Song Qiyan and the chairman, which is enough to prove the fact that Mr. Song Qiyan is the heir of the chairman."

There was an uproar in the audience. When they saw the young man with gold-rimmed glasses handing the report to Song Zhiren, they bowed respectfully and said, "Please read it."

When Song Zhiren saw the report on the table, he was speechless, and his hand holding the crutch trembled slightly, as if he believed this fact without looking at the test results.

Song Ranqin, who was already out of breath, suddenly slapped the table, pointed at the expressionless young man in glasses and scolded angrily, "Han Minzheng, you are a rascal, thanks to your father's trust in you!"

The man called Han Minzheng didn't feel ashamed, and raised his hand to raise the frame of the mirror: "I just don't want to see the country that the chairman worked so hard for fall into the hands of outsiders."

What a high-sounding, provocative rhetoric!

Song Ranqin was trembling with anger, and naturally saw those high-ranking members of the Song family begin to bow their heads and whisper, sometimes looking at Song Qiyan and sometimes at Su Hengfeng, their faces with makeup were uglier than a pig's liver.

Song Qiyan seemed to have finally had enough of watching the show, and walked slowly across the line of sight, walked two meters away from the main table, stopped leisurely, and looked at Song Zhiren calmly and calmly.

After all, it was Song Zhiren who was defeated first, glanced at the DNA test certificate, and looked up at Song Qiyan whose eyebrows and eyes were quite similar to the gentle and noble woman in memory: "Where have you been all these years, why didn't you come back?" Home?"

Hearing Song Zhiren's indirect acknowledgment of Song Qiyan's identity, Song Ranqin's eyes flashed with panic, and regardless of Su Jin'an's resistance, she got up and said, "Dad, you are so confused, he is a liar!"

"When is it your turn to interrupt when I'm talking, sit down!"

Song Ranqin could only sit down no matter how unwilling he was when Song Zhiren roared with anger mixed with it, but he did not forget to stare at the calm Song Qiyan.

Song Qiyan rolled his eyes at Song Ranqin, who was turning pale with anger, with a half-smile, before answering Song Zhiren's question: "I traveled all over the world and found that it's better to be at home, so I came back."

This understatement made Song Zhiren's face even more ugly, but it was not expressed in words: "It's good to be back, and stay at home from now on."

Song Ranqin was so angry at Song Qiyan's reply that she almost vomited blood, how is your family?Since it's good, you didn't come back for 30 years, but you came back when your father wanted to transfer the inheritance rights. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? !
"Yes, how can it be as comfortable as at home." Song Qiyan nodded with a smile: "As the eldest son of the Song family, why would I just watch the signboard of the Song's building be replaced by another family's surname, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)