My Invincible Twin Babies

"Stop!" Angered by her attitude, song Linlin turned and pulled song Weiyu's arm, forcing her to stop, "this is my house. You can't go in if I don't allow you to go in."

Song Weiyu snapped song Linlin's hand off and looked at her coldly: "the name of my father was written in this house more than ten years ago. After his death, the owner of this house should also be me."

"What are you talking about? This is our house!" Song Linlin's voice was sharp and glared at Song Weiyu.

"Linlin!" Song Weiping rushed in and scolded song Linlin, and then made a look at the servant. The servant knew it and immediately turned in. When he heard song Weiyu's words, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. "Don't worry about her sister, she has a bad temper. You should bear more."

This sentence is very familiar.

It seems that song Linlin's family just moved into the house and robbed her room more than ten years ago.

"Oh?" Song Weiyu's lips sank slowly, revealing a sneer, "I'm not very good tempered. If I scold and beat someone, you'll bear more."

Song Linlin was stared at by song Weiping. She held her breath and didn't dare to say. She could only stare at Song Weiyu with hatred. Her eyes would burn two holes in Song Weiyu's face.

"I don't like the way you look at me." Song Weiyu said coldly, raised his hand and slapped song Linlin.

"..." Song Linlin couldn't believe it and covered the beaten face, "how dare you hit me?!"

"Yes, I did." Song Weiyu's smile grew bigger.

Song Linlin just wanted to make trouble, when she saw Huo Tianhao coming in slowly, she immediately put on a pitiful and bullied expression and complained to Huo Tianhao: "Mr. Huo, look what kind of bitch song Weiyu is, and dare to beat people!"

Huo Tianhao looked at Song Weiyu and a smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"Very good."

Song Linlin couldn't believe her ears. Her voice suddenly raised, "what did you say, Mr. Huo?!"

The woman's sharp voice stimulated the eardrum. Huo Tianhao frowned and looked at Song Linlin with some boredom. "Miss Song Linlin, your ears don't mean our ears are bad. Please reduce the volume when talking to people."

Huo Tianhao's naked dislike made song Linlin take a big blow. Although she heard a lot of gossip that Huo Tianhao protected song Weiyu very much, she didn't expect that Huo Tianhao spoiled song Weiyu so much!

She gritted her teeth, and her jealousy drowned her.

Song Weiyu was too lazy to talk to song Linlin again. He turned and wanted to go upstairs. Suddenly, song Weiping said with a gloomy face, "Weiyu, at least I'm your elder. This is my home. Do you have to respect me?"

She turned her back to song Weiping and only slightly deviated her head. Her tone was calm but indifferent: "Song Weiping, whose house is this? I think you know in your heart that this has never been your home."

"This is my home."

With that, she went straight in and didn't care about the ugly face of song Weiping and his wife.

The servants didn't dare to stop her for fear of being affected. They all hid to one side. Only mother Zhang stood up and said to song Weiyu, "the old man's room has been changed. It's downstairs."

"Zhang Ma!" Song Weiping's angry voice came.

Song Weiyu dug his ears and said impatiently, "Mr. Song, take your prestige. No one cares."

Zhang's mother also took care of the angry song Weiping. She stayed here just to worry about old man song. Since Song Weiyu came today, she doesn't have to stay in a low place. As soon as old man song is all right, she will leave.

Mr. Song's room was moved from the original to the northernmost one on the first floor.

This room is small and narrow. There is no sun all day. It is the coldest and wettest room. It is also the room where song Weiyu once lived when he was a child.

Song Weiyu gathered his eyelashes, pushed open the servant who wanted to change Mr. Song's place, and then opened the closed door.

As soon as he opened the door, the old man's unique smell mixed with blood and mildew came straight to the door. Song Weiyu frowned and entered the room.

The room was very dark, and the lights had to be turned on even during the day. Song Weiyu skillfully touched the switch in the corner behind the door. As soon as the light was on, old man song, curled up in bed, was exposed to the public.

The dying old man song was lying among the dirty bedding, his cheeks were gray, and there was a strange smell of lunch on the small table next to him.

Hearing the sound, Mr. Song reluctantly opened his eyes, saw song Weiyu standing at the door, looked obviously stunned, and then trembled to prop up his body and sit up.

Song Weiyu stood where she was, and Zhang's mother hurried forward to hold the old man.

"... light rain." Mr. Song opened his mouth and spit out two words on his shriveled lips.

Even though song Weiyu has envisaged several situations of song's father, he didn't expect song Weiping to be so cruel and give such a cruel hand to his father.

She closed her eyes, turned to song Weiping and asked coldly, "is this what you call 'good'?"

Song Weiping said nothing.

Song Weiyu came in too fast. He just wanted someone to change the place for Mr. Song.

"Come in." Song Weiyu's chest fluctuated up and down, then took out his mobile phone and called out.

"Song Weiyu, don't go too far." Song Weiping was riding on his head by a younger generation. After all, he still couldn't control his temper and wanted to put on airs to teach song Weiyu a lesson.

"Song Weiping, if you want song to finish quickly, you can say a few more words. If you say one more word, song will go bankrupt one day earlier." Song Weiyu's crisp threat, she is not interested in talking to song Weiping again.

Song is song Weiping's weakness. Thinking of song's situation now, song Weiping can only endure his anger.

Soon a group of people came in from the outside, including doctors and nurses in pink nurse clothes.

They directly pushed away song Weiping, who was blocking the way, and entered master song's room.

The doctor examined Mr. Song's body, frowned and asked the male nurse to carry the man on the stretcher, and then quickly took the man out.

Song Weiyu saw that the people in the nursing home took people out and didn't continue to stay here. She felt sick even breathing the same piece of air as song Weiping's family.

Song Weiping saw that the last straw was taken away by song Weiyu. He couldn't be anxious, but he remembered song Weiyu's warning. His face was green and white.

Huo Tianhao didn't say anything in the whole process. He just stood beside song Weiyu as if he were a guardian God. Even if he just stayed quietly, he had a strong sense of existence. Just a faint look up, song Weiping did not dare to take any extra action.

His life was pinched in the palm of his hand by the other party, so he could only bite his teeth and bow his head.

Huo Tianhao swept the people present with warning eyes, and then went out with song Weiyu.