Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 71 The Murderer's Daughter! (5)
It's not a plan, it's about to, so it doesn't need the consent of any of you!
Song Zhiren's crutches hit the marble, and he scolded sharply, "What are you talking about? If you don't let Ziqi go, what will you do in front of the elders!"

Song Zhiren's face was already ugly when he said this, and of course there are people who are even more ugly.

"Dad, look, I'm right, this is a white-eyed wolf! Not only is he staring at the Song family, but he also wants to join forces with outsiders to harm us!"

"Calm down for me too, don't you want to be mad at me to be happy?!"

This time Song Ranqin finally shut up obediently under Song Zhiren's majesty, but her eyes were staring at Song Qiyan and Jin Ziqi with hatred, with a look of hatred as deep as the sea.

Song Zhiren looked at Jin Zhaodong and Su Ningxue who were facing each other. At this time, only Jin Ziqi's parents could stop them.

"Zhaodong, Ningxue, the dog is being unreasonable. I will take him to apologize in person someday. To offend Ziqi like this is really embarrassing to me!"

Song Zhiren spoke beautifully, but Jin Zhaodong and Su Ningxue are smart people, how can they not understand that Song Zhiren doesn't want Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan to be together?
For the Song family, it was Jin Ziqi who made them stand above them. In the eyes of their husband and wife, why would they be willing to marry their daughter into the Song family, which is like a dragon pool and a tiger's den?
Jin Zhaodong immediately took the words and changed the topic tactfully: "Mr. Song, we are rude to invite you here tonight. It's getting late, and we can't keep you all the time."

This result was what Song Zhiren wanted. He nodded in satisfaction and got up with the help of Song Ranqin leaning on a cane, but was stopped by Su Ningxue: "I hope that Mr. Song can give me some advice on what I just mentioned. Reasonable reply."

The thing just mentioned naturally refers to Song Qiyan crawling into Jin Ziqi's boudoir!
Song Zhiren's mood turned cloudy again after finally turning from cloudy to sunny.

Su Ningxue didn't want to swallow her anger: "Young master Ling fell from the upstairs. There were several neighbors looking around out of curiosity. Elder Song should also know who lived there. I'm afraid it won't be tomorrow. Tonight, this matter will be spread throughout the circle."

At that time, even if there are ten mouths, they will not be able to tell the relationship between Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan!

"It seems that everyone still didn't take what I said seriously." Song Qiyan's sighing voice interrupted Su Ningxue.

Su Ningxue looked at Song Qiyan who was still sticking to Jin Ziqi's side, her eyes were a little annoyed, this brat who ruined her daughter's reputation!

Song Qiyan smiled back, and the corner of his eye glanced at everyone one by one: "I'm just informing you of the news, as for the decision, I don't bother you to make it."

"What bastard? I'm your father, so I can't make decisions for you?"

Song Qiyan looked at Song Zhiren, who was in a hurry, and curled his lips slightly: "I made this decision four years ago. At that time, you were not my father."

"You—" You son of a bitch!

But Song Zhiren didn't curse the last few words, so he couldn't catch his breath and fell straight back.

"dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Old Song!"

"Call the doctor! Go and call the doctor!"

The VIP room was suddenly busy, and the sound of chaotic and eager footsteps was soon heard in the corridor.

Song Qiyan looked coldly at Song Zhiren, who was unconscious on the sofa because of his anger, and let Song Ranqin and the medical staff come in and out with an indifferent expression.

Jin Ziqi did not participate in the chaos, and stood quietly watching the rescue process.

To some extent, for a person like her who was raised as a family heir, the blood left in her body is generally cold, and even tears are rarer than diamonds.

When Song Zhiren was rescued and confirmed that he was safe, the whole room heaved a sigh of relief.

However, Song Qiyan did not intend to let everyone relax. He walked up to Su Ningxue and Jin Zhaodong: "Although I know that the final conclusion is the same, I still hope that you will be willing to hand over your daughter to me."

Song Qiyan, who was so confident, showed a coercive aura. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the door without waiting for Jin Zhaodong and his wife's answer, and only paused for a moment when he passed Jin Ziqi.

"If the rest of your life is destined to be involuntary, why don't you give me a chance?"

If you are destined to be involuntary for the rest of your life, why not give me a chance?
After that day, this sentence began to appear frequently in her mind.

Sometimes it's at mealtimes, sometimes while driving, and sometimes in dreams.

It was only when I dreamed back at midnight that I realized it was just a dream.No more men climbed into her balcony, and she could sleep until early in the morning, but she started to suffer from insomnia, and she never showed up in the villa after she found out that Song Qiyan had left that day.

Until one day, she led Jin XX to send him to school, but he was standing by the fence, rubbing the ground with his tiger-toed leather shoes, and he hesitated for a long time before asking her: "Why is the sorghum next door missing?"

Jin Ziqi looked at the closed door, touched someone's head: "Maybe something is wrong."

"Then when will you come back? Shushu is going to hatch a baby bird for me!"

Facing Jin's earnest gaze, Jin Ziqi lowered his eyes and said softly, "Should be back soon."

How can she give her child an affirmative answer to something she is not sure about?

Jin Moumou was obviously dissatisfied with Jin Ziqi's answer, and twisted his chubby body in protest: "Qiqi, go and call Shushu back!"

"So-and-so has his own job, and so-and-so can't be unreasonable."

"No, no!" It was rare for Jin to vent his anger so stubbornly, stomping his feet and shouting loudly: "Qiqi didn't help XX to find Shushu, and so and so told Grandpa Zhang about Shushu climbing into Qiqi's room to sleep at night! "

The grandfather Zhang that Jin Moumou said also lived in the villa area, and was the president of a famous magazine in the city.

Almost as soon as Jin XX said something, Jin Ziqi covered his small mouth, looked around vigilantly, and made sure that no one would let Jin XX go: "Who told you this?"

Jin Moumou puffed his face and didn't gnaw, Jin Ziqi looked solemn: "Say it?" He slapped his little buttocks with one hand.

So-and-so covered his butt with his two chubby hands, holding his mouth in aggrieved way: "I saw it when I was pooping."

"What did you see?" Jin Ziqi was eager to know the answer at this time.

"I saw Shushu crawling out of so-and-so's window, and then into Qiqi's balcony."

Jin Ziqi felt his head ache, and he never imagined that the person who shouldn't know the truth already knew the truth and threatened him with it!

"Then, does Qiqi still help someone find Shushu?" So-and-so did not forget to express her suggestion weakly.

(End of this chapter)