Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Qin Shuang is stunned, the wound on the face is crooked, the flesh turns over to open.

Three knives down, wring her two men to release the hand, Qin Yan directly reluctantly paralyzed on the ground, the eyes are as desperate as ashes.

Her eyes flashed through the room and saw the sink.

Rushed to the mirror, the face is full of blood in the flow, turned the skin and flesh almost see the bone.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you, song Qinbei..."

Qin Shuang clenched her fist and hit the mirror.

There is no mirror in a single cell in a prison. Qin Shuang's is specially decorated by the Qin family, but the warden dare not use real glass. It's reflective paper.

The sink is plastic. There is nothing in the room that can kill people.

Qin Shuang turns around and wants to grab the knife that cuts her face in the man's hand. She is pushed aside by the man.

She was stopped several times when she tried to rush to the north of Song Dynasty.

"Don't let her blood stain my clothes, dirty." Song Qinbei takes a cold look at Qin Shuang, turns around and goes out.

Seeing this, the warden hurriedly welcomed him. He turned a blind eye to the situation in the room and said respectfully, "Mr. Song."

"Throw her into the most crowded cell. Don't treat her face!"

"Yes."

……

The Song family, song Qinbei, flipped through the documents in his hand, looking absent-minded.

The department director next to him is reporting his work. After that, he is afraid to make a sound when he sees song Qinbei distracted.

When the office was silent, the telephone on the desk rang.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Qin's chairman and wife want to see you."

Qin Shuang's parents? Song Qinbei laughs coolly, "let them in."

Qin Shuang's parents came into the office with a smile, but it was better to cry than smile. Qin Shuang's mother went to see her. She had taken care of her daughter growing up in the palm of her hand, but her face had been destroyed beyond recognition.

The initiator is the man in front of you!

After a long period of hypocritical politeness, song Qinbei was a little impatient. "If Mr. Song is OK, please come back. I don't have time to talk to you."

"Qinbei..." father song sighed, "it's Shuanger's fault this time, but can you put Shuanger on my face..."

"Your face?" Song Qinbei's questioning voice was ironic, and his eyes were sharp. He looked at Qin's father, "what's your face? Is it greater than my daughter's safety? Since you know it's Qin Shuang's fault, you still come here to plead for her?"

"Even if you don't come, I'll go today."

Song Qinbei sneers. No one can save face.

"Why?" Qin Shuang's father looks embarrassed.

"Qin Shuang is a member of the Qin family and represents the Qin family. I always have a clear love hate relationship. From today on, the Song family will attack the Qin family's enterprises in an all-round way. " Song Qinbei passes the above documents to the director.

He did not shy away from people's smile, "director Qin, do you think your Qin family can survive a week?"

Qin Shuang's father clenched his fist.

A week. It's a little long.

"Song Qinbei, you have destroyed Shuanger's face..." Qin Shuang's mother has been suffering from grief. Hearing song Qinbei's words, she can't help crying out.

As soon as she finished, she was pulled back by her husband.

"What do you mean?"

"Unless Qin Shuang is not a member of your Qin family, everything related to Qin's family will pay for her actions and be buried with her!"

Song Qinbei's voice is loud and clear, which can't be discussed.