Chapter 3 Uncle?
When the bloody plastic object fell to the ground and was displayed in front of everyone, the audience was stunned!

As the leader of the incident, Liu Yuping panicked and quickly picked up the blood pack and hid it behind her, trying to cover it for her daughter, but it was too late.

Song Cipi smiled at the two of them, and asked sarcastically, "A pack of blood worth ten yuan, so this is what my sister said she lost her child?"

"What's going on here!" Jiang Xun looked at Song Yunluo with a dark face and asked.

"Here, Jiang Xun, listen to my explanation. I just don't want our love to continue to be so ambiguous! I admit that I did something wrong, but it's all because I love you!" Song Yunluo said pitifully Lihua looked like rain, as if she was the most pitiful woman in the world.

Liu Yuping also cried and looked at her husband asking for help, "Zhensheng, you are Yunluo's father. What happened today is because she was trapped by love and confused for a while, but she already knew she was wrong! Look here, even for Yueqing's sake, you can't ignore Yunluo!"

Song Yueqing is Liu Yuping's eldest daughter, and the number one manager in the entertainment industry, with a high position and weight.

And two days ago, Song Yueqing had already told her family that she wanted to support Song Yunluo's debut.Song Zhensheng has always been mercenary, so from this point of view, he has to help Song Yunluo, not to mention that there are so many people now, and when things get serious, Song Zhensheng will also lose face.

So his face darkened, and the next moment, he had already watched Song Ci cover the coffin and concluded: "Xiao Ci, you and Yun Luo are sisters, Yun Luo did something wrong today, and the birthday party will be over soon, I will ask her to tell you Sorry, don't hold on to it now!"

"...Dad wants me to swallow this grievance as if nothing happened?" Song Ci raised her eyebrows and asked back.

Song Zhensheng said frankly, "It's not for you to swallow your grievances, but there is no grievance in the first place. We are all a family. What is a small conflict?"

"That's right! Xiaoci, today is your father's birthday, what's the matter at home, we'll close the door for a while, can't we talk about it in private?"

Liu Yuping smiled softly; "Auntie is the best to you, don't you even listen to what I say?"

Song Ci fell silent.

Song Zhensheng's intention to protect Song Yunluo was obvious, even if she was not reconciled, she could only hold back!

So he clenched his fingers tightly, Song Ci could only swallow back the words on his lips, and whispered to the system in his heart: "Xiaomei, are you there?"

"Yes, dear! What's the matter?"

"I want to ask, I have already exposed Song Yunluo's fake abortion plan, even though she escaped now, it doesn't affect the completion of my plan, right?"

Because if I remembered correctly, the task Song Ci heard at the time was just to expose Song Yunluo's tricks, and there was no hard and fast rule that he must be punished.

But now, Song Ci was single and weak, and there was really nothing he could do about the next thing.

Xiaomei said softly and considerately: "Touch/My poor little porcelain~ Yes, the task I released to you has been completed, and the rewarded Gu Pan Shenghui Pills will be distributed in a while, please pay attention to check it!"

"OK, thanks."

"You're welcome!" the soft Xiaomei said sweetly, and then her voice also disappeared.

But back to reality, Song Ci saw Song Yunluo looking at her with a provocative smile on the opposite side——

It was obvious that he was very happy to see her deflated. After standing up with Liu Yuping's support, Song Yunluo secretly glanced at her triumphantly, and then turned around and left openly.

Song Ci clenched her teeth with deep eyes, feeling extremely bad.

But at this moment, a cold and deep male voice suddenly sounded, as if carrying a storm of wild hunting: "Mr. Song is so majestic, he was blatantly biased at the birthday party, and bullied his own daughter. What do you all think?"

……

The audience was startled suddenly.

Afterwards, when they saw who was coming, many guests opened their eyes wide in astonishment.

At the top of the stairs, a man with a handsome face like a sculpture and a tall and straight figure was standing there at some point, looking at Song Ci's direction steadily.

And Song Ci suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

Because, that was Huo Beiyao.

But...how did he appear here?

Jiang Xun frowned impatiently, stepped forward and called perfunctorily, "Little Uncle".

But Huo Beiyao didn't even look at him.

Song Zhensheng smiled and said: "I thought who it was, it turned out to be Young Master Huo from the Jiang family! Why did you come here today?"

Someone questioned him just now, and because of his astonishing momentum, Song Zhensheng was a little bit terrified.

But now seeing the person coming, Song Zhensheng's fear has completely disappeared!Because this Huo Beiyao is nothing more than an adopted son of the Jiang family whose identity is unknown!

According to outside rumors, Mr. Jiang of the Jiang family adopted Huo Beiyao from the orphanage, so Jiang Xun, as a junior, called him little uncle.

But in the Jiang family, Huo Beiyao did not have any inheritance rights of the Jiang family. He had already moved out of the Jiang family a few years ago.Mixed up to now, no achievements, is a real useless wood!

So such a waste came out to accuse him, Song Zhensheng naturally didn't take those words to heart.

But being treated lightly, Huo Beiyao was not at all embarrassed. He glanced at Song Ci, then he looked at Song Zhensheng and said, "I came to wish Mr. Jiang a happy birthday. It took a while for the gift to arrive, so I came late."

"Oh, a gift?"

"Bring things in." Huo Beiyao looked at the man in black beside him and ordered

"Yes!"

A loud echo came from outside the hall, and then, accompanied by a burst of orderly footsteps, a natural coral stone with a height of one person appeared in front of everyone.

Those who know the goods can tell at a glance that it is a naturally formed coral stone.

Generally, rich and noble families have such things, so they must be hidden as family heirlooms.

But, but Huo Beiyao, a jobless vagrant, actually gave it away!

Everyone was speechless in disbelief for a moment, and Song Ci was also taken aback. For the first time, he felt that he didn't seem to understand this man very well in his two lifetimes...

Because in the previous life, before her death, Huo Beiyao was just an unknown little transparent.

Song Zhensheng was already so excited that he didn't know what to say: "Here, this is your birthday gift to me?"

"Yes, time is short, so I can only prepare a small gift." Huo Beiyao said lightly, "I don't know if I am qualified to attend Mr. Song's birthday party now?"

Song Zhensheng laughed quickly: "Yes, yes, of course!"

Such a big gift is more valuable than all the guests today, how can I refuse it!
Huo Beiyao hooked the corners of his lips lukewarmly: "Then I heard outside just now that Mr. Song is covering up his stepdaughter to bully his own daughter. What's going on?"

"..."

Song Zhensheng choked.

The so-called stepdaughter was because he cheated on Liu Yuping during marriage, and her husband gave birth to two daughters, Song Yunluo and Song Yueqing. So for his own reputation, Song Zhensheng always said that Song Yunluo and Song Yueqing were his stepdaughters.

But now, Huo Beiyao accuses him openly——

Song Zhensheng said displeased: "Does Mr. Huo even want to interfere with my family affairs?"

Huo Beiyao smiled lukewarmly: "Of course not, it's just because Ci'er's grandfather, Mr. Hong, treated me very well. I have always been grateful, so now everyone in the Hong family is almost gone. As an old friend, I Naturally, I can't see Mr. Hong's granddaughter being bullied like this."

"Many people here today are old friends of Mr. Hong. If Mr. Song's stepdaughter is not easy to discipline, then we don't mind helping out."

(End of this chapter)

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