The reborn wife is beautiful and ruthless

Chapter 690 Rectifying Song Zhensheng

Obviously, he was forced to jump over the wall in a hurry.

Under the threat of Song Ci's continuous elimination and beating, Song Zhensheng finally realized that he had reached a desperate situation and had no way out, so he looked at Song Ci, as if time had passed in a trance, and he returned to the confrontation with Hong Xin 20 years ago. picture.

At that time, Hong Xin was just like Song Ci, standing in front of him with all her strength, saying every sentence to make him despair, to make him have nothing.

So Song Zhensheng's mind started to go blank, and his eyes started to turn black. Almost in an instant, a terrifying thought exactly the same as 20 years ago came out of his head again.

He had to kill Song Ci!
He can't tell her to go out of this room, otherwise, this dead girl will definitely kill him!

And thinking like this, the next moment, Song Zhensheng also put his thoughts into action. When Song Ci turned around and didn't pay attention, Song Zhensheng directly picked up the vase on the coffee table, and with a force, Song Zhensheng rang The back of Ci's head was smashed hard!

This time, as long as he can succeed, Song Ci will not die but will be injured, and the rest of the matter will be very easy to solve.

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel——

Seeking skin from a tiger, how could Song Ci be defenseless?

So when Song Zhensheng picked up the vase, Song Ci quickly dodged aside!

Then there was a crisp "snap", and the vase flew towards the wall without hitting anyone, cracked hard, and fell apart.

Before Song Zhensheng could react, Song Ci had already grabbed his wrist, threw him over his shoulder to the ground, and pinned his neck with his knee.

All of a sudden, pain and shame exploded in Song Zhensheng's chest!

He kept struggling in pain, and kept yelling: "Let go of me! You unfilial daughter, you actually treat me like this!"

"I'm just using my own way to deal with this person." Song Ci said coolly: "And my good father, you should be thankful that I am a good citizen who abides by the law, otherwise, now you are not alone by me It's as simple as pressing on the ground."

Song Cihui directly hit Song Zhensheng's head with the same vase, telling him to have a good taste of it!
Hearing the cold murderous intent in Song Ci's words, Song Zhensheng's scream froze for a moment, and then he shivered involuntarily.

But what I didn't expect was that at this moment, a door upstairs opened, and then Song Hongxia ran out of it like a shit——

It turned out that Song Hongxia had been in the room on the second floor before, but because Song Zhensheng wanted to discuss business shares with Song Ci, she stayed upstairs and did not come down.

But it was obvious that they heard the quarrel downstairs and realized that something was wrong.

So, as one of the murderers who killed Hong Xin back then, Song Hongxia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran down the stairs in a panic, then fell to her knees in front of Song Ci, begging for mercy with red eyes: "Xiao Ci , you, calm down now and let go of your father! Auntie admits that we were obsessed with ghosts and hurt your mother 20 years ago, but we have now realized our mistake. We promise you that we will take good care of you in the future. I won't fight against you any more!"

"Besides, besides, your mother is dead, and the only blood relatives you have now are me and your father. Is it possible that you really want to force us to death, and you have no relatives, so you want to give up?"

Because once Hong Xin's affairs were exposed back then, as an accomplice, Song Hongxia must be exonerated from the death penalty, and the living crime cannot be forgiven.

Song Hongxia was not as ignorant of current affairs as Song Zhensheng, and she still wanted to play her father's prestige when things were at the point of life and death.

She knew that Song Ci was very capable, and she could eat soft but not hard, so she was humbled to the extreme. She knelt down in front of Song Ci pitifully, begging Song Ci to hold her hands high.

But kindness does not mean the Virgin—

No victim can let the murderer go, and some relatives are not as good as strangers who have no blood relationship.

At least they won't hurt you.

So at this moment, Song Ci's heart was extremely cold and she pulled the corners of her lips. Afterwards, she directly knocked out the cursing Song Zhensheng, and without even looking at Song Hongxia, she directly left the Song family, which made her feel depressed.

……

After half an hour, she finally returned to her home.

After opening the door, first of all, Xiao An'an happily ran over to greet her, holding her thigh and shouting "Ma Ma" all the time.

And Song Ci smiled and hugged his son, but he had experienced a lot today, so after playing with his son listlessly for a while, Song Ci went back to the room and locked himself in the room in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, when the sky outside the window was getting dark, the closed door was suddenly opened.

It was Huo Beiyao who came home from get off work.

He obviously heard about Song Ci's bad mood today, so he walked up to Song Ci, gently touched her head, and asked softly, "What's the matter, did Song Zhensheng bully you again?"

"No, to be precise, I bullied him."

Song Ci looked at Huo Beiyao and said, "I couldn't help but have a showdown with Song Zhensheng today, but I found out that he is even more of a jerk than I imagined. Not only did he not feel half guilty for killing my mother, he even took money from me. Holding a vase and wanting to kill me together, Song Hongxia and him are indeed brothers and sisters. After coming to me in a panic, she begged me to forgive Song Zhensheng and her behavior back then, and said that my mother was dead anyway. Now, let me stop being unforgiving to those who survived."

How ridiculous!
Her mother was able to live well back then, but did these two crazy brothers and sisters give her mother this chance?
And listening to Song Ci's words, Huo Beiyao's complexion was extremely ugly.

At the first moment, he broke Song Ci's body, checked up and down carefully, and said, "Did he really hurt you?"

"No, you know my skills, how could Song Zhensheng beat me?" Song Ci comforted Huo Beiyao and said, "But after today's incident, it is impossible for Song Zhensheng and I to maintain our superficial calm any longer. You are my family, so you have to be mentally prepared to a certain extent, and the public opinion turmoil will not stop."

"It's ok."

Huo Beiyao was not afraid of trouble, but he was afraid that Song Ci would be wronged.

He looked at Song Ci fixedly and said, "You can do whatever you want, do you need me to help you?"

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Song Ci shook her head and said, "But it's about my mother. I want to punish Song Zhensheng with my own hands and send him to prison to comfort my mother's spirit in heaven. But the problem now is that Song Yueqing's recording pen I haven't got it yet."

(End of this chapter)