Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"Song Qian, you killed Pingping, you killed my dearest family. Do you think it's enough that you just say sorry?" Pang Bingshuang said in a hoarse voice, "A despicable person like you should bear the cruelest punishment. Going up the mountain and down the fire is not enough to punish you for your sins."

Pang Bingshuang seemed to be questioning Song Qian and herself.

Perhaps, if everything could come back, Pang Bingshuang would rather Pei Yilin deal with this hateful Song Qian than risk Pei Pingping's life.

Pingping, her lovely Pingping, Pingping, who would play coquettish with her, how could she bear it?

Pang Bingshuang was so sad that no matter how hard she said Song Qian, she couldn't make up for the pain in her heart.

Song Qian, too.

Even though Pang Bingshuang's words had exceeded her tolerance limit, Song Qian had no idea how to refute poor Pei Pingping.

After all, if she hadn't protected Pei Pingping well, Pei Pingping wouldn't have been ambushed, and wouldn't have died at this flowery age.

She was so cute, so fond of Faang Zikuang, so...

"Mrs. Pei, my condolences." Song Qian opened her mouth and thought of Pei Pingping, feeling very uncomfortable.

Song Qian almost didn't want to speak anymore, just wanted to take action now and kill the culprit!

Pang Bingshuang frowned. With every word she said, she took a step closer to Song Qian. "Condolences? By the way? Why is it so easy for a murderer like you to say that?"

Originally, the distance between Song Qian and Pang Bingshuang was still a few meters, but with Pang Bingshuang's angry accusations and her quick approach, it quickly shortened to a meter.

Soon, the agitated Pang Bingshuang came directly to Song Qian.

"Song Qian, you should die. You should lose your closest family and suffer the greatest pain in the world!" With a roar, Pang Bingshuang raised his right hand and slapped Song Qian hard on the cheek.

Her movements were very large, and when she raised her hand, it brought the air around her and made a loud noise.

Song Qian was a martial arts practitioner. As long as she wanted, she could catch Pang Bingshuang at any time and give her a counterattack.

However, the thought of pei pei pei qian and Mengmeng, who had already left, made Song Qian feel terrible. This kind of pain made her not want to argue with Pang Bingshuang at all.

Song qian closed her eyes and a relieved smile appeared on her lips as she listened to the approaching shouts.

Perhaps she could only be saved in her heart if she was punished physically. Besides, Pang Bingshuang was Pei Pingping's family, and she should have beaten her instead of pei pei pei.

Ever since the news of Qian Mengmeng's death was confirmed, Song Qian seemed to have changed.

Xiang Yuqing stood not far away and looked at the faint smile on Song Qian's lips. He wanted to take Pang Bingshuang's place and slapped Song Qian hard.

Xiang Yuqing was resentful. If it weren't for Song Qian, the the Xiang family would still be calling the shots. She was also the respected big miss of the the Xiang family.

And now Xiang Yuqing was just a poor woman who had been blinded by someone else and lost her family emblem by Cheng Wenfeng's scheme.

With this thought in mind, Xiang Yuqing's eyes darkened and a faint arc hung from the corner of his mouth.

Xiang yuqing was very close to Pang Bingshuang. If she had the intention, she could stop Pang Bingshuang when he hit song qian.

But Xiang Yuqing was determined to make Song Qian suffer.

So, not only did Xiang Yuqing not stop Pang Bingshuang, he even secretly pushed Pang Bingshuang.

In the first two minutes, Bi Yuntao noticed something was wrong and quickly took the elevator to the floor where Pei Yilin's office was located.

"What? Song qian is here?" Pei Yilin was in the middle of a meeting. When he heard Bi Yuntao's report, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although the expression quickly disappeared from Pei Yilin's cold and proud face, it still amazed everyone.

After all, their president has been putting on an iceberg face recently, making them want to wear cotton-padded jackets to work during the summer.

However, who is song qian? Can she help them out of their misery?

All the staff members in the meeting were looking forward to it from the bottom of their hearts, but on the surface, they were still conscientious in handling their own affairs. As they worked out new ways to deal with the SK Group, they tried to communicate with the members of the board of directors to stop pressuring them.

Bi Yuntao looked at the dutiful faces of the crowd and immediately smiled and nodded, adding in his voice, "Mmm! Yes!"

Song Qian's appearance was firmly in Bi Yuntao's heart. Even if he was hit by a car and lost his memory in this life, he would never forget it.

"It's just the president. She's with her wife now..."

Before the word "Together" could be uttered, Bi Yuntao looked at Pei Yilin leaving quickly and pushed his glasses in shock.

Does Pei Yilin want to be so brave? At this speed, it almost caught up with the rocket!

For that song qian, he didn't even want to have a meeting?

Although shocked, Bi Yuntao still ordered the meeting to continue, and he stayed to preside over the meeting for the time being.

As soon as Pei Yilin left the meeting room, he went straight to the elevator.

Although on the way, he met Wu Fangyun and others who came to discuss business, but he did not raise his eyebrows and entered the elevator.

Pei Yilin's indifference stunned Wu Fangyun and the others, then they looked at the closed elevator door, and they hung up a clear smile.

Heroes are sad about beauty. With them, president song, are they still afraid that this business can't be discussed?

Wu Fangyun was secretly happy, but Song Qian was frowning.

Xiang Yuqing's secret mischief made Pang Bingshuang unable to stop his steps and rushed to Song Qian's eyes. A slap hit Song Qian's face and made a crisp sound.

Song Qian's right face quickly turned red and swollen in the midst of the crisp sound, in stark contrast to the tenderness and whiteness of his left face.

Song Qian took a deep breath. In order to repay some of Pei Pingping's affection, she had never been slapped in her life. Pang bing slapped her in the doubles, but she would never be slapped again.

Ignoring the heat on her face, she said coldly, "Mrs. Pei, can I go now?"

"You!" Pang Bingshuang heard this and gave a cold cry with a frown. "Song Qian, where do you think this is? You can leave whenever you want..."

As he spoke, Pang Bingshuang raised his hand again, as if he had tasted something sweet.

But this time, before Pang Bingshuang could take action, Song Qian had already grabbed her wrist.

"Mrs. Pei, I don't have time to play with you." Song Qian's eyes shone with a hint of cruelty, which was very different from the gloom just now.

Pang Bingshuang was slightly surprised by this observation, but he still snorted coldly and looked straight at Song Qian.

"Do you think I'm playing with you?" Pang Bingshuang snorted coldly.

She was the great mother of the pei family and always prided herself on her dignity. How could she play with others?

"If it were someone else, I would think so. But Mrs. Pei shouldn't be like that." Song qian smiled. Instead of loosening Pang Bingshuang's arm, she tightened her strength.

Song qian used a lot of force, but not a lot of force, just to let Pang Bingshuang know that she was not that easy to provoke.

However, li dao still hurt Pang Bingshuang, making her feel a little pain.

"Song Qian, you're being presumptuous!" Pang Bingshuang's face was grim. "You're challenging my bottom line..."

Hearing Pang Bingshuang's words, a faint smile appeared on Song Qian's lips. She slowly let go of her hand and pushed Pang Bingshuang aside.

Song Qian didn't have much strength. Pang Bingshuang only took a few steps back, then stood still and continued to stare at Song Qian with angry eyes.

When xiang yuqing saw that Pang Bingshuang and Song Qian were not as tense as she had imagined, she was secretly angry.

Her eyes turned and a faint smile rose from the corner of her mouth. Pretending to be worried, she held Pang Bingshuang up.

"Ah, auntie pang, it's a big wound." Xiang Yuqing exclaimed.

Auntie pang, come with me to the hospital. Such a big bruise, auntie, you must be in great pain. "Xiang Yuqing held Pang Bingshuang's injured wrist and cried" empathically."

"No need." Pang Bingshuang frowned slightly and his voice became cold. "Yuqing, I'm fine."

It seemed that she did not like Xiang Yuqing's delicate appearance.

In pang bing's eyes, to be the guardian of the family emblem, one must be strong and resolute, like Song Qian, not like Yuqing.

Pang Bingshuang restrained his admiration for Song Qian. "Song Qian, wait. I will make sure you get the punishment you deserve." In a vicious tone.

"I will definitely wait. It's just..." Song Qian replied lightly and slowly walked a few more steps towards Pang Bingshuang.

Pang Bingshuang subconsciously took a few steps back, then remembered that she was the mother of the pei family, and this was the territory of the the Pei family, she immediately stepped forward.

Soon, Song Qian stood directly opposite Pang Bingshuang. Through her clear eyes, pang bing could see her reflection.

She was so angry that she was different from her calm self. She didn't look like a mistress at all.

Pang Bingshuang frowned. She shouldn't have appeared in public like this.

"But what?" Pang Bingshuang spoke, and the excitement had calmed down a little.

"Mrs. Pei, you know, I couldn't have hurt Pingping." Song Qian opened his lips, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

It seemed that she was sad about Pei Pingping?

Pang Bingshuang rejected the possibility that suddenly arose in his mind and his voice became cold.

"Really?" Pang Bingshuang's tone was still very cold.

"I'll give you an explanation about Pingping. And I'm sorry about your injury." Song Qian looked apologetically at Pang Bingshuang's swollen wrist and continued, "I have the best ointment here. Now I can apply it to you myself."

With that, Song Qian was about to open the cap of the ointment and apply it to Pang Bingshuang.

"No need." Pang Bingshuang took a step back and coldly rejected Song Qian's offer.

"Song Qian, I trust you only once." Pang Bingshuang's eyes flashed with a dark, deep look. "In three days, you have to give me an explanation. Otherwise, I will make you regret it. Yuqing, let's go."

With that, Pang Bingshuang called Xiang Yuqing and turned to leave.

"Yes, auntie pang." Xiang Yuqing stood beside Pang Bingshuang all the time. Song Qian and Pang Bingshuang were done like this, which made her even angrier.

But on the surface, Xiang Yuqing still walked up to Pang Bingshuang and held her.

"Madam, wait a minute. I'll tell Boss Pei right away." The ceo's special assistant, xiao zhang, who had been standing beside him, saw that the storm had subsided and immediately asked Pang Bingshuang for advice.

With Pang Bingshuang's permission, he hurried upstairs in the elevator.

As xiao zhang left, Song Qian looked down at his watch.

It was less than a minute away from the five minutes she had promised.

One minute, take the elevator or take the stairs?

Song Qian looked at the rapidly rising double digits on the elevator, his mouth slightly curved, and he chose a path that no one else would choose.

With ten seconds left in a minute, Song Qian was standing steadily in front of Wu Fangyun.