Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 567 Destruction (2)
"Do you still remember the first time you played the piano, what did your mother say to you?" Song Qinghua stroked the black and white keys with his fingers, his voice was exceptionally calm.

"remember."

Song Aiyu's eyes flickered, she pursed her lips and said, "Mom said that Aiyu who can play the piano is the most beautiful."

With a chuckle, Song Qinghua got up and walked in front of Song Aiyu, and slowly stopped a step away from her.In the raised eyes, the child in front of her, no matter in terms of temperament, demeanor, or connotation, she couldn't fault it at all.Every part of this daughter that she cultivated with her own hands has been meticulously crafted by her, and there is no flaw in it.

The corners of Song Qinghua's mouth curled up, and he pressed his palm against Song Aiyu's cheek, and said, "Aiyu, the painstaking effort I have put into you for more than 20 years is enough to be worthy of you."

"mom!"

Something in the bottom of my heart tightened suddenly, Song Aiyu's eyes were red, and she choked with sobs: "Before there was no Mu Liang, I was the only one in your heart. You loved me, loved me, and told me everything. But since Mu Liang appeared , you have changed, grandpa has changed, and our family has changed too! I am no longer the only one in your eyes and hearts!"

"Ai Yu," Song Qinghua sighed, "Mu Liang is my own daughter, I asked you to take her place back then, isn't that enough? How can you be so greedy?!"

"I'm just greedy!"

Song Aiyu suddenly raised her voice and said, "This family can only have one princess. If there is Mu Liang, there will be no Song Aiyu! With Song Aiyu's position, there will be no more Mu Liang!"

Although he was mentally prepared before, when Song Aiyu said these words himself, Song Qinghua's heart still ached.She sighed lightly and said with a smile, "It was my fault."

Song Qinghua raised his head, his sharp eyes fell on Song Aiyu's eyes, and said word by word: "Song Aiyu, it was my fault at the beginning, I shouldn't have abandoned my daughter, but raised you!"

"Ha ha--"

"Mom," Song Aiyu raised her lips, and a sinister smile slipped across her mouth, "Did you realize your mistake now? It's a pity it's too late, the Song Corporation is about to go bankrupt!"

"You can't think about-"

Song Qinghua's face suddenly turned cold, "Do you think that if you transfer the money in the account, the Song family will be finished? Song Aiyu, your wings are not hard yet, are you going to fly?"

"What do you mean?" Song Aiyu narrowed her eyes instantly.

"Do you know who Yu Jian is?"

Hearing her question, Song Aiyu's eyes sank, "Who?"

"Jian Huaiyi." Song Qinghua's gaze was filled with chills, "Yu Jian is Jian Huaiyi, and he transferred the money transferred away by Mrs. Song back."

"This is impossible!" Song Aiyu refused to believe it.Is Yu Jian Jian Huaiyi?How is this possible? !
"impossible?"

Song Qinghua laughed softly, she stretched out her hand to turn on the TV, and it happened that all the channels were reporting the latest news: "Up to now, Song's stock price has continued to rise sharply, and based on the speed of recovery, it is estimated that Song's stock price will recover tomorrow. normal."

"Did you hear that?"

Song Qinghua stood behind Song Aiyu, his voice was cold, "Your wishful thinking didn't work out."

After a pause, the stern look in the corner of her eyes flashed, "There is another piece of good news for you, Lin Qiang has woken up."

Song Aiyu's eyes widened suddenly.

Stepping up to her, Song Qinghua stared at Song Aiyu's shocked eyes, and asked her with a gloomy expression, "Does Lin Qiang's previous car accident have something to do with you?"

At this moment, Song Aiyu finally realized that something was wrong. It turned out that Song Qinghua called her to trick her back, just to delay herself and find evidence of her crime.

"A car accident?" Song Aiyu smiled mockingly, her eyes turned ferocious, "If I knew that today would be like this, I should have someone run over her to death that day!"

"Snapped--"

Song Qinghua's raised wrist viciously slapped Song Aiyu's right cheek.

"Snapped--"

With another sound, Song Aiyu was drawn in the face again.She bit her lip and could taste the blood in her mouth.

"Good fight!" Song Aiyu raised her eyebrows to look at Song Qinghua, and said with a smile, "In this way, I can repay your kindness of nurturing."

"You still don't know!"

Song Qinghua's palm felt a burning pain, but it couldn't compare to the sharp pain in her heart.With tears in her eyes, she pointed at Song Aiyu with trembling fingers, and said in a hateful voice: "Song Aiyu, do you know how much effort I have spent in raising you these years?"

The past is vivid in his memory. When Song Qinghua took Song Aiyu home, she was still in her infancy. During the past twenty years of companionship day and night, she always gave her heart to each other every bit of mother-daughter love.

"Even if you are not my own daughter, but I..." Song Qinghua's shoulders trembled slightly, and a line of tears slipped quietly from the corner of his eyes, "I also regard you as my own, and I have never made you feel wronged!"

"But why," Song Qinghua bit his lip, deeply disappointed in his heart, "Why did you let me down so much? Why is your heart so vicious?!"

With a sore throat, Song Aiyu snorted softly, and said: "Because you are too partial, so I have to take back what belongs to me!"

"Things that belong to you?" Song Qinghua asked self-deprecatingly, "Song Aiyu, there is nothing that belongs to you in this family, so you should have nothing!"

"You..." Song Aiyu's face flushed red as he tightened his hands hanging by his side.She glanced at the time and immediately turned and walked out.

"stop!"

Song Qinghua's sharp voice sounded behind him, "Go and surrender yourself."

"Surrender yourself?!"

Song Aiyu turned her head in disbelief, "Mom, you want me to go to jail?"

"Yes." Song Qinghua nodded, and said in a difficult tone: "Since I was a child, I have spoiled you too much, so you have become like this today! Aiyu, surrender yourself, don't continue to make mistakes!"

"Impossible." Song Aiyu shouted with a sullen face, "I don't want to go to jail!"

She turned and ran towards the gate, but Song Qinghua grabbed her wrist, "You can't run, I've already called the police!"

Call the police?

Song Aiyu opened her eyes wide in vain, "Mom, are you really so cruel?!"

At this moment, Song Qinghua couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. She lowered her eyebrows and said, "It's not that mother is cruel, this is the path you chose."

"Let go!"

Song Aiyu was completely enraged, but it was a pity that Song Qinghua grabbed her wrist and she couldn't struggle.

"Mom, are you really so cruel?"

Song Qinghua pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Seeing her unmoved eyes, Song Aiyu couldn't help but curled her lips, and said with a sneer, "I knew that you still favored Mu Liang in the end! It's a pity that you are one step too late, your precious daughter..."

(End of this chapter)