The president's pet daughter

Wang Hanlin was surprised by Song Mei's reaction. He sat on the chair and looked at Song Mei in disbelief.

"Mom, do you know about this?"

He thought that Wang Qifu had done this perfectly, that's why he ended up in a helpless situation.

But he still underestimated Song Mei's sensitivity.

After all, they are the Song family, so they wouldn't be so stupid to go there.

"It really is him...Wang Qifu, you have deceived me so badly."

Song Mei slumped to the ground with a dismal expression, and there seemed to be a few teardrops in the corners of her eyes.

She felt some things from the beginning, but she didn't think about it deeply.

Wang Qifu and his flustered subordinates who rushed back to Wang's house on a rainy night were things she had always been suspicious of.

But I didn't expect the truth of the matter to be revealed now, it is so ugly.

Wang Hanlin wanted to help Song Mei up, but found that Song Mei's hands and feet were so weak that she couldn't move at all.

"Mom, since you know about this, you understand the pressure I'm under now, so in the future, we have to..."

When Wang Hanlin thought that Song Mei was the only relative who could get in touch with Song Jianguo, he couldn't help but become more active.

Since he wanted to cover up what happened back then, Song Jianguo couldn't have fewer people around him.

But Song Jianguo has always been like an iron bucket, let alone Shen Qiyu.

After much deliberation, only Song Mei is the most suitable eyes for him.

What's more, now that Bai Mengyue can't see anyone, Wang Qifu will know about his locked-up stocks sooner or later, so it's better to place a dark chess game beside Song Jianguo, so that Wang Qifu will be afraid.

He really wanted to make some achievements to prove himself, and only in this way, that lowly illegitimate child would not openly enter the Wang family's door.

The identity of the heir to the royal family can only be his.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Song Mei coldly interrupted him.

"After? What's next?"

Song Mei stared at her calculating son with red eyes.

"Wang Qifu lied to me, and now he still wants me to take care of him? He is dreaming!"

"I have the Song family's blood running through my body. If he wants to plot against the Song family and my elder brother, he has to ask me if I agree."

Although she is usually spoiled and spoiled, she is still very clear about right and wrong.

The eldest brother is like a father, and she is very aware of the importance of Song Jianguo to the Song family and her.

Without Song Jianguo, the Song family would become precarious and would inevitably be eaten away by Wang Qifu.

When Wang Qifu married her, the ambition in his eyes could not be concealed.

As for her, if there was no Song Jianguo and the Song family, then she would suffer a complete defeat in the Wang family and would have nowhere to rely on.

Wang Hanlin and Wang Xueqin are Wang Qifu's blood after all, no matter how cruel Wang Qifu is, he will never drive Wang Hanlin and Wang Xueqin out.

But she is different, these years she has regarded Wang Qifu as her only reliance, and it is this stupid idea that makes her regret now.

"Arrange a car for me, I'm going to the Song family to make it clear now."

Song Mei's character has always been hot-tempered, and it's hard to turn back on the things she decides.

Wang Hanlin panicked when he heard that Song Mei was going to inform the Song family.

If Song Jianguo found out about this matter, he would definitely investigate the affairs of the Wang family over the years.

In recent years, the Wang family has not been very clean.

And Song Mei's move undoubtedly pushed the Wang family into the pit of fire.

"Mom, let's calm down...don't let uncle know about this."

Wang Hanlin was anxious and panicked, and held Song Mei down, trying to calm her down.

Unexpectedly, Song Mei was so strong that she broke free from his control all at once.

Seeing that Song Mei was about to leave, Wang Hanlin couldn't help being short of breath when he thought of how difficult it was to walk during this period, so he picked up the ashtray beside him and threw it on Song Mei's head.

Song Mei didn't expect her own son to treat her like this. The ashtray hit her forehead directly, and she fell straight down.

Seeing Song Mei unconscious, Wang Hanlin couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

He just wanted to prevent Song Mei from running to the Song family, but he really didn't think about killing Song Mei.

He picked Song Mei up and hurried downstairs.

Perhaps he was too flustered and lowered his vigilance to the surrounding things, so he didn't even notice that there was a person standing behind the door he hastily opened.

Wang Xueqin desperately covered her mouth, with tears in her eyes, hiding in the shadow behind the door, watching Wang Hanlin hug Song Mei and leave in a panic.

She couldn't believe what she had just heard.

The always loving father had been cheating for many years, and even had an unknown illegitimate child outside.

The uncle's handicapped leg is also closely related to their family.

Her heart is in a mess now, and she doesn't know how to sort out her thoughts.

……

bridal shop.

Gao Yue was probably afraid that Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe would change their minds temporarily, and the arranged wedding photography would not be long.

Ling Zhaozhao also set aside a whole afternoon on purpose, just to be able to take this wedding photo smoothly.

After finishing the brief group meeting today, she rushed to the bridal shop. Gao Yue and Mu Yang would arrive in half an hour.

And Song Mingzhe's meeting is not over yet, so it will take half an hour anyway.

So Ling Zhaozhao became the first person to arrive on time by accident.

The staff of the bridal shop were very enthusiastic. Knowing that Ling Zhaozhao was going to take photos of the Supreme VIP group, they quickly took out a tablet for Ling Zhaozhao to choose samples.

Just as Ling Zhaozhao started to concentrate on the selection, he heard a burst of noisy voices.

"I don't care. Anyway, I think this group of photos is not good-looking. I asked to retake it. Even if someone came, I would have to cancel it for them. In short, you have received my money and you have to serve me."

A woman said aggressively with her hips akimbo, glaring at the staff angrily.

And her husband didn't even dare to say anything, just stood by silently.

The photographer held the camera and spoke helplessly.

"Miss, you have asked for reshoots three times. We haven't had lunch and we are rushing for you. If you think there is something wrong with the makeup or the venue is not good, you can come back another day. We promise to give you a shot Satisfied with the wedding photos."

"And at this point, our next client has already arrived, so it's not easy for us to ask him to go back first, right?"

The photographer turned his head helplessly, and saw Ling Zhaozhao sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up.

"Look, the next customer is already sitting here, and we have to serve her as well."

When the woman heard what the photographer said, she glanced at Ling Zhaozhao with contempt.

Then he walked in front of Ling Zhaozhao domineeringly, with a very arrogant tone.

"Please make a price, how much will you give me the afternoon schedule?"