99 days of honey love, lover never expires

Chapter 127 This is all I need!
How could this bitch know?
Song Qingping's eyes widened. She couldn't believe it. How could this bitch know about this?
"Are you surprised that I would know this?" Su Xiaoyan didn't really have a handle on Song Qingping, but she always subconsciously didn't bring it up to her. In name, she was still her stepmother.

It was Su Yimo's mother. She had been thinking about this relationship before, and she had been deliberately enduring it.

Now what?Su Xiaoyan doesn't need to bear it anymore.

Song Qingping sneered, "Even if you know, so what, Lao Yu gave it to me, you bitch, do you still want to take 30.00% of the Su family's working capital in my hand?"

"I draw it? Why should I draw it?" Su Xiaoyan squinted her eyes, and Song Qingping obviously had the money five years ago, so she cried poorly in front of her.

With the help of a lawyer, he declared the Su family bankrupt and put everything under his name into it.

The debt was still not repaid, and now, Song Qingping knew that she would inherit the real estate left by the Su family in the past.

Su Xiaoyan is not easy to mess with if she wants to fight for this inheritance, she has her own bottom line.

It's just that Song Qingping crossed her bottom line again and again without saying anything, and said brazenly, "If you don't draw it, what's the point of talking about it now?"

"Su Xiaoyan, you bitch, don't think that I don't know what you're thinking about right now. Do you want me to take out 30.00% of the Su family's working capital? Let me tell you, there is no way!"

Putting her hands in her pockets, Su Xiaoyan squinted her eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the phone kept showing the recording status.

Song Qingping's voice was much higher than usual, as if for bluffing, "Old Yu, since I put the money in my name in the past, I knew about you a long time ago, what kind of plans are you, bitch, you have? She is as lowly as that bitch's mother of yours, not only conceived out of wedlock, but also a mistress, shameless, shameless bitch!"

The past is always in Song Qingping's mind. She will always remember the way that man looked at that woman obsessed, and she will never forget it.

The woman with a pure face, with a hint of a smile, was obviously smiling at the man, trying to hide herself, the picture in her head was suddenly stopped at this place, Song Qingping never Regardless of the image, she burst out excitedly and kept raising her voice, insulting, "You and your mother are both sluts, pestering my son, from the past to the present, my Yimo , how badly you have been hurt by this bitch, why do you own the Su family now, why do you have it!!!"

Why?
Su Xiaoyan sneered, she raised her head, straightened her back, why, she never forgot, forgot who she was.

She is Su Xiaoyan, Su Xiaoyan from the Su family, even if she has been removed from the Su family's household registration in the past, so what.

She knows how to repay a kindness, even if this kindness was a trap long ago, she also got into it.

"Why should I? Can I just rely on this?" He took out a document from his bag and let it go. There were countless debts in the document, and all the debts were sold by Su Xiaoyan five years ago. After everything, she paid off the company's debts, she sent the wages owed to the workers by the factory, and sent the money door to door, why should she.

She lived in the Su family by virtue of Su Zhengkang's upbringing for so many years.

Even if Su Zhengkang has always had a purpose in raising her, even if the past is all false, she would rather believe that it is true.

She had seen that kind father, saying those words to herself.

"The Su family can have nothing, but people must be there."

"Xiaoyan, Dad doesn't ask for anything, he just wants the whole family to be around and live a good life."

"Xiaoyan, can you promise Dad?"

Yes, at this time, Su Xiaoyan still clearly remembers what she promised back then.

She was the only one who made this oath in front of Su Zhengkang.

"I promise Dad, I will let my mother and brother be there, and I will let our family be here..."

A family, what is a family, the current family has long been separated.

Perhaps from the moment Su Zhengkang jumped off the stairs in the past, there was nothing left. The whole family had long been flying in different directions like wild geese.

And she is indeed the lost migratory bird, not knowing where is her home and where is her end.

Song Qingping stared at the debt slip, countless debt slips were put in the file, Su Xiaoyan raised her head, and she threw the folder in her hand upwards, "Mrs. Song, I don't owe you anything What, I don't owe the Su family anything, I only owe my father, I owe his commitment, my father wants our family to be together, this dream may not come true in this lifetime."

Since it is not practical.

So why bother to implement it?
Su Xiaoyan felt that she was not only carrying the Su family, she was also carrying Su Zhengkang's sustenance for Song Qingping's mother and son.

But she couldn't afford to repay this sustenance.

...

"mom."

A ray of light came in from the outside, and Su Yimo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, showed a trace of worry on his face.

Song Qingping locked herself in the room a few days ago, her face was very gloomy.

This made Su Yimo feel uneasy, he rarely saw his mother showing such a look.

It can be said that this appearance was only five years ago.

The day the Su family declared bankruptcy to the outside world.

It seems to go back to five years ago.

"Yi Mo, follow me quickly."

Song Qingping's face was very pale. She couldn't believe that the Su family was over. Su Zhengkang jumped off. Before he jumped, he seemed to have explained everything.

She had no choice but to run away, taking her son with her, and leaving that bitch behind to replace everything after the bankruptcy of the Su family.

It seemed that she didn't think about Su Xiaoyan at all, Song Qingping subconsciously wanted to escape with her son.

She was hurriedly arranging her luggage, and the servant quickly ran past the door, holding a painting in her hand.

Song Qingping didn't even look at it, she just took out all the jewelry and passbooks hidden in a safe at the back of the wardrobe.

At the end, he turned his head and wanted to reach out to pull his son.

But Su Yimo was already standing by the door, he was preventing the servant from evacuating Su's house, but the servant ignored him at all.

Pushing him away, he continued to search the other rooms.

"Mom." Su Yimo turned his head, his face was very angry, but he couldn't do anything, he wanted his mother to stop it.

But looking back, I saw that Song Qingping was also searching.

"mom."

After shouting a few times, Song Qingping slowly turned her head, her eyes were full of panic, and she tightly hugged the suitcase in her hand.

The other hand was holding onto his son, "Yimo, hurry up and go with mom."

It seems that now, Song Qingping has no way to say anything, and the only thing she can say is this one sentence.

The Su family was over, and Su Zhengkang jumped off the building.

She has everything left, all she has left is her son.

"Yimo, listen to mom, don't worry about it, and go with mom, okay?"

Holding her son tightly, Song Qingping watched Su Yimo try to break free from her hand several times, but she couldn't.

"The Su family is gone, your father..."

When the words came to her lips, she suddenly couldn't continue. Song Qingping wiped the tears on her face, only to realize that she was crying. She has always been a strong woman, but she also shed tears and felt uncomfortable. No way.

She had been guarding that man all the time, and finally left one day, still so suddenly, leaving their mother and son behind.

What if it was that woman?Will that man be reluctant to leave?
Su Zhengkang!

You are so cruel!

Song Qingping dragged her son down the stairs, and the servants also flocked down the stairs.

The door of Su's house was open, and a white car had been parked there long ago.

After getting into the car, Song Qingping hesitated for a moment and turned her head. She saw Su Xiaoyan standing on the second floor inside. She didn't know when she appeared in Su's house.

He was looking at her with icy eyes, as if everything was in her eyes, the clear eyes finally let her see the icy coldness.

Like that woman so much, so much like that woman, so much like that.

……

"mom."

Su Yimo's mother seemed to bring Song Qingping back from her past memories.

There was a trace of pain in her eyes, she watched helplessly, watching those past replays, she was powerless at all, powerless to stop anything.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom, it's okay." Song Qingping said this as if to comfort herself, opening her dry mouth.

Let Su Yimo put his hands on the wheelchair, and the wheelchair moved forward a few steps.

Seeing Song Qingping's heart twitch, her heart ached. Although her son's legs could already stand up with crutches.

But still can't hide his legs.

The fact of being disabled.

"Mom, don't lie to me, okay?" Su Yimo is not stupid, he can see that his mother seems to have been hit by something in the past few days, or she went to meet someone.

The person she hates the most.

Su Yimo always knew that it was Su Xiaoyan's mother. He sneaked outside the door a few times and saw his mother holding the photo frame. There was only a blurry figure in the photo frame.

Just by looking at the silhouette it was a woman, a young woman.

And standing beside this young woman is his mother.

Then there is his father, Su Zhengkang.

Su Zhengkang smiled and turned to the young woman.

Song Qingping didn't expect that she couldn't even hide her son now. She stood up and wanted to tidy herself up, only to realize that she had been in this room for two days.

The clothes on his body were still the ones he wore after meeting Su Xiaoyan that day.

The bitch's words pierced directly into her heart like a spell. The thorn had already taken root and sprouted, and a rose with countless thorns grew out.

Song Qingping has always hated roses.

Because roses are the woman's favorite flower, she hated the flower garden of the Su family in the past, which was full of roses.

Su Zhengkang's own man treats roses as treasures, just like treating that woman as a treasure.

And what about myself?A substitute for that woman?
No, Song Qingping will never be anyone's substitute, she has her own arrogance, she has her own dignity.

(End of this chapter)