The president's pet daughter

Wang family.

Wang Hanlin anxiously walked around in Song Mei's room, while Wang Qifu beside him had a serious face.

"Stop shaking, I'm dizzy."

Wang Qifu looked at Wang Hanlin, who was full of impatience, and pressed the bridge of his nose uncomfortably.

"Dad, what should we do next? If we had known earlier, we wouldn't have listened to that woman."

Wang Hanlin glanced at Song Mei who was lying on the hospital bed unresponsive, and fell silent.

Although he knew that Song Mei had no reaction to outside voices, Wang Hanlin always lowered the volume in front of Song Mei with a guilty conscience.

Because they were dealing with the Song family after all.

Wang Hanlin is now regretting endlessly.

Bai Mengyue had obviously cooperated with the Song family, and now Chi Jiaxu didn't see them at all, which undoubtedly blocked their way.

Without the Chi family and Bai Mengyue, they are nothing worth mentioning in front of Song Mingzhe.

Even Song Mingzhe didn't need to do much to crush them to death easily.

"What else can I do? Things have come to this point now, but as long as the things I told you don't go wrong, everything will be fine."

Wang Qifu pondered for a while, then spoke slowly.

Now Song Mingzhe only dares to attack the Wang family in the dark because he has no evidence that he and Song Dahai colluded to kill Song Jianguo.

Thinking of the driver who was paralyzed in the car accident, Wang Qifu's eyes flashed with gloom.

It's not that he didn't propose to kill people to silence them back then, but Song Jianguo had already become suspicious at that time, and he had no choice but to dismiss this idea.

Song Dahai's status at the time was not easy to arrange for this driver, but Wang Qifu was different. He could hide this driver by using the excuse of developing outside.

So many years have passed, even if the people of the Song family track him down, they can't find him.

It's just that now, for peace of mind, he deliberately brought the driver back.

"At that time, everyone's attention will be on the wedding of Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe. You sell those few stocks, and then gather the people who are stationed in the Song family, and make some fake news out, so that the boy Song Mingzhe Can't take care of myself."

Wang Qifu twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a gloomy face.

He didn't intend to deal with Song Mingzhe with such low-handed means, but Song Mingzhe kept pressing them step by step, which really made them helpless.

Hearing Wang Qifu's previous words, Wang Hanlin couldn't help sweating slightly from his forehead.

He seemed to remember something, and hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Dad, that driver has to be transferred as soon as possible."

Looking at Wang Qifu's scrutinizing eyes, Wang Hanlin couldn't help hesitating.

"I accidentally told Bai Mengyue about this..."

This can't be her fault, after all, if you want to cooperate with Bai Mengyue at that time, you must show the corresponding sincerity, otherwise, how could Bai Mengyue be willing to cooperate with them.

But who knew that Bai Mengyue would actually betray her halfway through.

When Wang Qifu heard Wang Hanlin's words, he patted the table angrily.

"How could I give birth to such a fool as you?! Contact your sister immediately and see if she can learn something from Ling Zhaozhao?"

This driver was the only trump card in his hand, but he was easily told to others by his sloppy son. How could he not be angry?

Hearing Wang Qifu mention Wang Xueqin, Wang Hanlin couldn't help but shiver.

"Xueqin can't be contacted now..."

At the beginning, Wang Xueqin used the excuse of hiding by Ling Zhaozhao's side better, so she had to wait for a long time before letting her move out.

Unexpectedly, since Wang Xueqin moved out, she never contacted him again.

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao was still alive and kicking, thinking about it carefully, Wang Xueqin might have secretly hooked up with the Song family behind their backs.

"Useless things."

Wang Qifu cursed angrily, and paced back and forth in the ward.

"Don't move what you are doing now, I will let Ah Cheng take care of it."

Wang Qifu took a deep breath and said angrily.

He didn't want his illegitimate son to replace his elder son, after all, he really had high hopes for this eldest son.

But now, he has to let his illegitimate son who has never shown himself in the Song family do something.

Otherwise, they have no chance to resist at all.

Wang Qifu's eyes fell on Song Mei who was lying on the bed, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Go and call your uncle, tell your mother to wake up, and let your uncle and aunt come to Wang's house."

Wang Qifu calculated the days of Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao, and there were still a few days left, which was enough for him to take this risky move.

As long as Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu are in his hands, Song Mingzhe will definitely be in chaos.

Even if Song Mingzhe didn't want to care about Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu, if Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu didn't attend on the wedding day, it would still cause criticism.

No matter how Song Mingzhe chooses at that time, it can only be under his control.

Wang Hanlin turned pale when he first heard that Wang Qifu wanted his illegitimate son to manage the affairs at hand, and then pursed his lips when he heard that Wang Qifu asked him to lie to Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu.

In order to show off in front of the Song family, they took Song Mei home from the convalescent hospital and lived there for a day. Now that they said that Song Mei was awake, how many people would believe it?

"Uncle and the others..."

Wang Hanlin wanted to euphemistically say how difficult the feasibility of this plan was, but he didn't expect Wang Qifu to hold his shoulder.

"As my son, I don't want you to back down when you encounter something. You have to do it no matter what."

Wang Qifu's eyes were full of madness.

He now has no choice but to go this way.

The words Wang Hanlin had just thought up could only choke in his throat for a while.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

The look in Wang Qifu's eyes just now clearly wanted to sacrifice him.

"I see, father."

Wang Hanlin quietly clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, his voice a little low.

Wang Qifu seems to have seen through Wang Hanlin's reluctance, but now, he is no longer in the mood to coax his son with nice words.

Wang Qifu nodded, patted Wang Hanlin's shoulder heavily, glanced at Song Mei who was lying on the bed, and walked out of the room without thinking.

It has to be said that he married Song Mei really rightly. Even if Song Mei is now a vegetable who can only lie in bed, it can still bring him a little life.

After Wang Qifu left, Wang Hanlin looked at the pale Song Mei, and silently wiped her palms.

Then her voice choked up, and tears fell on Song Mei's hands.

"Mom, I was really wrong..."

He shouldn't have been obsessed with ghosts in the first place.

Where Wang Hanlin couldn't see, Song Mei's finger on the other side moved slightly, and there seemed to be some tears in the corner of her eyes.