Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The next moment, a few strange sounds came out of the quilt, very loud.

Ali was stunned.

Before she could say anything, a refreshing laugh suddenly sounded. Then, I heard him say with a smile: "get up! I'll take you to eat your favorite Australian lobster."

The stomach rumbled again, and it was louder and louder.

Ali pursed her lips, looked down at her hungry stomach, and reluctantly opened the quilt. She was just about to get up when a familiar mobile phone ring suddenly rang.

Ali was stunned for a moment and quickly picked up his mobile phone. A pair of clear deep eyes narrowed in an instant.

Song Jingye?

What's he calling for? Ali frowned. His porcelain white front teeth bit the corners of his lips, as if he remembered something. His frown was ironed immediately, and his eyes flashed away.

Hesitated for a moment, she put her cell phone in her ear, "hello?"

The next second, a grumpy and angry voice came from the handset: "you little bastard, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me completely?"

Ali Leng Bu Ding screwed up his eyebrows, subconsciously took the mobile phone away, and the corners of his mouth aroused a cold and cynical smile. Is it going to start at last! Worthy of Grandpa's eyes, it's fast enough!

She smiled very comfortably, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, only floating in her eyes.

"Mr. Song, what you said is a little serious. I never wanted to do anything or force anyone to die. It's you. Since you know I'm not your own daughter, you want me to die!"

After a pause, Ali sneered and said with a cold, white face, "Oh! Also, I forgot to tell you, I'm not a little bastard. I have my own father and mother. Song Ruoshui has never betrayed you, not before marriage, not after marriage."

"It's you. You killed grandpa and her. Song Jingye, won't your conscience really hurt?"

She narrowed her eyes and suddenly burst out a dangerous breath, like a sharp dagger.

Thin cold pool was slightly stunned, and the fundus of his eyes flashed strange.

At the other end of the mobile phone, song Jingye's face changed instantly, and even his speech became not sharp. The voice line trembled slightly and invisibly, "you, what do you mean?"

Ali sneered and said coldly, "what's the literal meaning? Can't you even understand this?"

"Song Li, I want to see you. You'd better make it clear to me."

He listened to song Jingye's impatient voice in his mobile phone. Ali suddenly smiled and recalled with evil spirit, "why? Didn't Li Senyan even tell you such an important thing?"

On the other end of the mobile phone, song Jingye panicked at the words of Ali. An ominous omen arose from the bottom of his heart without warning, "you, what do you mean?"

The more anxious song Jingye is, the happier Ali is, which shows that Li Senyan has really started.

"Forget it, I think I'd better meet again! Make it clear, I'll ask Uncle Li together."

"Little bastard, what did Li Senyan tell you? Did he hide something from me?"

"You'll know in a minute. It's not urgent at this time. An hour later! You're waiting for me in Grandpa's villa. I'll take Uncle Li to see you. Then you'll know what you want to know."

"Song Li, you, you don't want to... Doo Doo..."

Before Song Jingye finished speaking, there was a sharp busy sound in his ear.

He was gnashing his teeth with hatred, his veins on his forehead were exposed, and his eyes flashed with resentment.

For a moment, song Jingye was even more restless. The ominous omen became stronger and stronger. He rubbed his hands hard, and he just wanted to rub off a layer of skin from the palm of his hand.

Just this morning, Li Senyan found him with a legally effective document. After reading it, he knew that it was a will written by the old man before he died.

It was such a will that he kept it from him for ten years until this morning.

The will says that all the shares in Song Zhong's name belong to his granddaughter Song Li, and his lanhuayu villa

As a son-in-law who had worked hard in the Song family for 20 years, he finally got only $5 million in cash, company shares and other industries.

Song Jingye never dreamed that song Zhong would leave such a will, and told Li Senyan to publish it after the little bastard turned 20.

So these years, don't you just use him as a free coolie?

His heart is filled with hate!

For what?

Li Senyan said that after three days, the will will come into full force. He must hand over with the new person in charge in these days, and then completely leave the song group. What made him more unacceptable was that he had to move out of the villa he had lived in for 20 years.

In fact, five million is enough for an ordinary person to spend all his life.

However, song Jingye is no longer the young man 20 years ago. He has ambition and greed. He is used to the life of such a man and never wants to go back to the past.

Twenty years ago, he was a pure Phoenix man. He graduated from university and stayed in the imperial capital. With his own efforts, he was lucky enough to be liked by song Ruoshui and became the Song family's son-in-law admired by everyone.

Fly up to the branches.

From then on, he was no longer the college student who took several part-time jobs for tuition fees.

Song Jingye sat on the sofa, gripping his hair in distress.

With a bitter face, Mrs. song pulled her son's sleeve in fear and asked carefully, "son, we, are we really going to move out of here?"

Just half an hour ago, she was yelled at by her filial son, which scared her to the present.

In fact, Mrs. song didn't know what she had done wrong. She just didn't want to move out of here. Then, as usual, she cried and threatened her son with death.

She thought song Jingye would accommodate her and follow her as usual, but he didn't, not only didn't, but also shouted at her with a cold face. What she said was that she destroyed everything he had.

Well, how is this possible?

He is her favorite son and the only son. She can't wait to take out her heart and lungs to him. How can she be willing to destroy his happiness!

Song Jingye turned his head and felt that the old face in front of him was annoying. He only replied coldly: "yes!"

"Well, where will we live after we move out?"

"Don't worry! I'm your son. I won't let you sleep on the street, but you can't expect to follow me from now on. You can either live alone or I'll take you to the nursing home."

"No! Son, you, how can you do this to me! You are my excrement and urine. How hard have I suffered for raising you? How tired have I been..."