God-level veteran driver Wanjie system

The appearance of the old man's index finger moving wildly caught the eyes of Second Young Master Song and his two wives.

The three people in this small family looked at each other, and immediately tasted it.

Now is the time when the old man is old and critically ill. If he is favored by the eldest sister, he will definitely get less inheritance shares in the future.

Among them, the eldest wife made a decisive decision and spoke out quickly.

"Master, you can't listen to my eldest sister talking nonsense. How can winter melon taste like seafood soup?"

"That's right, Dad. And if you want something of unknown origin, you have to ask Dr. Chen first."

The second wife also chimed in.

The two women serve one husband together because of love?
Of course it's because of the Song family's money!
If their husband's inheritance is less, the benefits of the two of them will naturally be less.

At this time, they should be the same as the enemy, and they really look like sisters.

"Ask Dr. Chen?"

After hearing what the two daughters-in-law said, the old man felt that there was some truth to it.

It's good for him to be greedy, but life is also important.

"Well, let Dr. Chen come over."

The old man gave orders.

Su Chen, who had just walked from the side hall to the main hall, immediately felt a black line on his forehead when he heard this.

What's wrong, you still treat me like a thief?

Do you need to ask the doctor for a meal?
If I cook mouth melon, can I eat you to death?

Su Chen is not a very patient person, so she couldn't help but came out to express it.

"Hey, what's your situation? Could it be that your rich people's lives are human lives, and my Su Chen's life is worthless?"

"In a country ruled by law, if I poison you to death, old man, I don't need to be buried with you?"

"Old man, you have lived for decades at least, and I am only 18 years old!"

Su Chen finished speaking in one breath.

The talents in the field had time to react!

"presumptuous!"

Hugging the brother Xiu'er from the left to the right and scolding him.

"Uneducated boy, does my Song family have a place for you to talk?"

As the second son of the Song family, he has been pampered and respected for 30 years, and he also has a bit of momentum.

If it were an ordinary employee, if he scolded him like this, he might have hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but moved away.

But Su Chen?
The backhand is just a huh!
"Where did you come from, fat uncle, do you have the capital to talk like this in front of me, Su Chen?"

Su Chen's brows twitched, and a majestic momentum rose from the ground!

Overlord is domineering!
The second son of the Song family saw that Su Chen dared to refute, but the moment he got angry, his heart trembled!
It was a boundless pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top!
The weight of Mount Tai is more than hundreds of millions of tons?
He couldn't control himself at all, his knees were weak, and he knelt down with an ordinary sound!
"This... this... what's going on?"

Second Young Master Song subconsciously wanted to get up.

But suddenly another inexplicable pressure hit.

It was as if a hand had grabbed his heart.As long as the owner of the hand exerts light force, he will die suddenly on the spot!

You should stand up and try.

Su Chen was very straightforward.

The Second Young Master Song understood the threat, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead into his eyes.

Although intellectually he knew that no one was holding his heart.

But this kind of suppression based on the level of life really made him feel that life and death cannot be controlled by himself...

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

The two wives next to him watched their man kneeling towards Su Chen in surprise.

The eyes of the old man and the beautiful woman on the stage also changed.

They all looked at Su Chen, feeling agitated in their hearts.

Is it the ghost of this young man?
"Humph!"

Su Chen snorted coldly.

It was only when the sound waves reached Second Young Master Song's ears that he felt that depression dissipate, as if he had received an amnesty.

When he came back to his senses and looked at Su Chen again, his eyes were full of surprise and suspicion.

He wasn't sure what had just happened.

Of course, he didn't even have the guts to try and confirm it again.

It's too late for an episode.

Su Chen's domineering look can be retracted freely, and he retracted it after punishing the second son of the Song Dynasty.

From the eyes of the rest of the Song family, Second Young Master Song's face turned pale and suddenly fell to his knees.

I was on the ground for only three to five seconds, and then I stood up.

The second son of the Song Dynasty is also notoriously unrestrained, and his family members only think that he has a weak kidney and weak feet.

After the delicious food, Mr. Song ignored the son's anomaly.

He opened his mouth and said to Su Chen, "Young people have some momentum."

"Okay, old man, I'll just watch your performance."

"Back then, when I was fighting wars and chaos, what kind of food would poison me to death if I ate a bite of wax gourd?"

The old man's arrogance also came up.

Anyone who is sick in bed can lose his temper after eating porridge for two months.

For the benefit of the family, he endured the chaos.

But it's fine if he doesn't let him eat big fish and meat, but can't he eat winter melon?

Seeing that the old man had lost his temper, Second Young Master Song and his two daughters-in-law didn't dare to talk anymore.

Although the Song family is now managed by the second son of Song and the beautiful woman, the old man has let go of his power in the group.

But at home, Mr. Song is still eloquent!
"Brother Su Chen, then please go to the back kitchen to prepare."

Seeing that the old man nodded, the butler hurriedly led the way, preparing to take Su Chen to the back kitchen to make wax gourd.

Su Chen stood still.

"Go to the back kitchen? It's not right."

Su Chen smiled: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you, I did it directly in the living room."

"Do it in the living room?"

The housekeeper was very embarrassed, thinking that Su Chen was speaking out of anger.

He sneaked into Su Chen's ear and persuaded him: "The second young master was also in a moment of impatience just now, and he offended you little brother by saying something. I also hope that little brother will sell me two thin noodles, so go to the back kitchen to prepare."

Su Chen waved his hand, skipped over the butler, and said directly to the elder in charge.

"Old man, to be honest, my culinary skills depend on others."

"Everyone has different tastes and requirements. Winter melon is suitable for the food street scene just now, but it may not be suitable for you to eat."

The second son of the Song Dynasty jumped up again when he heard the words, talking to himself strangely.

"Hehe, what do you mean by your words, why do you seem to have a guilty conscience?"

"It's in my Song family, so you can't cook that winter melon?"

"Or are you simply deceitful, afraid of being exposed on the spot?"

These two young masters uttered every sentence, resoundingly.

Su Chen could only convince this guy, and forgot when he knelt on the ground?
There was no way, Su Chen rolled her eyes and went over.

Second Young Master Song didn't kneel down this time, he just felt his mind go blank for a moment.When I came back to my senses, I actually felt that the crotch was a little wet.

Did you pee?

Song Ergong's face was flushed, and he hurried to the toilet to avoid embarrassment.

Mr. Song also made up his mind to believe in Su Chen's evil.

"Housekeeper, ask the back kitchen to bring the kitchen utensils to the hall."

After he gave the order, he turned to Su Chen and said, "Little brother, you said it depends on people's performance, then I will tell you the situation."

"Old man, I'm only 65 this year, and I've already burst out of fat."

"The cardiovascular and cerebral vessels are all blocked."

"The doctor said that I should not eat oil or meat, and I should not even eat too much salt."

"Three meals a day are now plain porridge, and I dare not add a drop of sesame oil."

"I have only one request now, that is to taste, any flavor is fine. As long as it is not cooked pasta or clear soup with little water."

When Su Chen heard it, it was almost the same as what he had guessed.

He responded immediately: "It's not easy, I can meet your request, but I will charge 5 for this dish!"