The Dragon from Hell

The wife looked old and frail, but she was very strong.

Chen Chuqing liked to exercise on weekdays, and she was in her prime, so she shouldn't let such an old woman bully her.

But the old woman slapped her so hard that half of her body was flipped over and she fell on the dressing table, and the brand-name cosmetics on the table were scattered all over the floor.

One of the two girls following Chen Chuqing was her work assistant, naturally Su Peipei.

As for the other, she was Chen Chuqing's life assistant and bodyguard, named Wang Lan, who was from the Sichuan Wumeng.

Logically, she should have stood up for her master at this time, but she stood aside tremblingly, as if she was very afraid of the old man.

Facing Chen Chuqing's miserable appearance, her eyes were darting around, but she didn't dare to reach out to help.

Instead, Su Peipei, who had a gentle temperament, rushed forward, first confirmed that Chen Chuqing's face was not scratched, and then angrily said to the old woman: "No matter what, Ms. Chen is the eldest daughter of the Chen family, and now she is the head of the Chen family. It is not your turn as a servant to attack her!"

Chen Chuqing saw Su Peipei rushing forward, and regardless of her own embarrassment, she hurriedly shouted: "Pepei, come back!"

Unfortunately, she shouted too late. The old woman glanced at Su Peipei sinisterly, and then moved as fast as lightning, kicking Su Peipei in the lower abdomen.

"Puff!"

Su Peipei flew out horizontally, hit the wardrobe before falling, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Pepei!"

Chen Chuqing's face changed drastically, and she didn't care about herself anymore, and hurried over to check on Su Peipei's situation.

Seeing Su Peipei spitting blood, Chen Chuqing suddenly turned around with a pair of extremely sharp eyes: "Hai Po, you dare to touch my people!"

She was full of the aura of a strong woman, but the old woman did not change her expression, and even sneered: "Miss, don't forget, this is the Song family. No matter who you are, you have to be humble when you enter the Song family. Miss, you are disrespectful to the lady, I will discipline you on behalf of the lady; if you can't manage your own people, I will naturally discipline you."

Chen Chuqing stared at Hai Po with her beautiful eyes, and did not cry or curse like an ordinary woman.

She just stared at the old woman coldly, and said for a long time: "Okay, I'll remember this account."

"Haha, it's my honor to be remembered by the lady."

Hai Po pulled the corner of her mouth with a fake smile, and didn't take her words to heart at all.

A tool for marriage, a puppet of the family, what is there to be afraid of?

At this time, Song Peiyu, who had been drinking coffee calmly, also stood up, as if the farce just now had no effect on her.

She adjusted her expensive skirt and looked down at Chen Chuqing: "Chuqing, it is said that mother and daughter are connected by heart, but I think you have been taught badly over the years. You can't just think about your father in everything. Don't forget that I am also your mother."

"As for the property left by your father, even if our Song family does not touch it, do you think there will be no one outside who is eyeing it?"

"I do this to protect you."

After saying that, she picked up her handbag, didn't even look at Chen Chuqing again, and turned around and went out.

Finally, she said, "I'll give you another week. Before you agree to marry Young Master Hong, you stay in the room. I'll have someone send your two subordinates back later. If you want them to stay, that's fine, but if you can't control them, I don't mind managing them for you!"

Coming out of Chen Chuqing's room, Song Peiyu was still thinking about what Chen Chuqing had just said, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Indeed, Chen Li had been very good to her over the years. Although she had been removed from the shelf purely for profit, Chen Li had also really supported the Song family over the years.

When she returned to the room, she sighed and asked Hai Po, "Hai Po Po, do you think I pushed her too hard?"

After all, Chen Li had only been dead for half a year, and Chen Chuqing was her biological daughter.

Hai Po still looked cold, as if she was a corpse lying in a coffin. If she hadn't been able to speak and move, that look would have been terrifying.

"Madam, you worry too much."

"Now that Mr. Chen has passed away, you should naturally return to your parents' home. Apart from the shares Mr. Chen left you, you should have the right to control both the eldest young master's share and the eldest young lady's share. After all, they are your children."

"Besides, the eldest young lady is a woman after all, and she will marry into her husband's family sooner or later. You asked her to hand over all her shares to prevent the Chen family's property from falling into the hands of others, which is for the good of the Chen family."

With just a few words, Hai Po calmed Song Peiyu's originally slightly uneasy heart.

Just now, looking at her daughter's cold eyes, she really felt a little guilty.

After all, from her own daughter's hands,It's really not nice to say that she was trying to seize the property.

Now that Hai Po comforted her, she felt much better and straightened her back.

"You're right. I'm her mother. There's nothing wrong with keeping the wealth that she can't keep for her. This is also to prevent it from being taken away by others."

Song Peiyu said it again as if to comfort herself, and turned around to call her father.

Now she has 25% left by Chen Li. If she can get 25% of the shares from Chen Chuqing, then she will have the absolute controlling rights of Qinghai with half of the shares.

In the future, the business community in Chuanzhong will have a new female president legend.

It's a pity that the previous 20 years were delayed by Chen Li, otherwise she would have become a queen who shook the world long ago.

Now that Chen Li is dead, she can finally realize her ambition.

But before she felt that Chen Li was blocking her way, she forgot who built this kingdom.

Then Song Peiyu called the old house of the Song family and reported the situation here to Mr. Song.

Mr. Song said indifferently: "Your two brothers have already gone to Qinghai in person. As a shareholder, you can let your people hand over the business to them first so that they can get familiar with it. When you get the share from Chuqing in the future, Qinghai can officially change its surname."

"Don't worry, father. No matter how hard that girl talks, we are her elders. She has no reason to refuse us."

Song Peiyu is very confident. With her identity as a mother, she can completely control Chen Chuqing.

"Well, our Song family is big and powerful, I don't care about a little girl, but..."

Old Master Song changed the subject and mentioned another thing: "Where is the 30% of shares before Chen Li died, have you found it?"

Speaking of this, Song Peiyu's charming face looked a little ferocious: "Not yet, but I guess it should be left to Chen Dong. Haha, that bastard, he actually defended me before he died, no wonder he didn't die well!"

"Forget it, it's useless to say all that, anyway, just keep it. Chen Dong is your son, but you should know the relationship between you and your son. If he comes back, I'm afraid Qinghai will have to continue to be surnamed Chen..."

Without the old man saying more, Song Peiyu also understood: "Don't worry, he won't come back."