The president's pet daughter

When Song Mingzhe received the news from Ling Yan, he had already sped up the schedule and rushed back as fast as possible.

If he didn't come back again, he was really worried that Ling Zhaozhao would be thinking wildly again.

When he arrived at the door of Song's house, he saw Bai Mengyue standing in front of the door, as if waiting for him.

Bai Mengyue watched Song Mingzhe's car parked steadily at the door, adjusted the sunglasses on his face, and walked towards him.

"I've already brought them here. People from the Bai family are watching inside. If you don't like them, you can leave them all later."

Bai Mengyue took off her sunglasses, revealing her flawless white face.

In the past few days, her injuries have almost healed. Although Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao didn't say anything, Bai Mengyue always felt that she had to show some sincerity.

The Bai family is now under the protection of the Song family, and it is a great favor for her to be able to mobilize her own staff.

That's why she rushed to catch that person.

As for the plan of Wang's father and son to make trouble at Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe's wedding, she has already said it in detail.

But after these days of scouting, she vaguely felt that the Wang family and his son had given up on this plan.

After all, she is now in the Song family. If the Wang family and his son continue to implement the original plan, they will be caught in a trap.

When Song Mingzhe heard Bai Mengyue's words, he knew who the person she was talking about was very clear.

He looked at his watch, and there was still time for him to interrogate the driver who drove Song Jianguo back then.

"Hard work, remove everyone."

Song Mingzhe said lightly.

The bruises under Bai Mengyue's eyes are enough to prove that she has worked hard for these things during this time.

Bai Mengyue was used to Song Mingzhe's attitude, so she just nodded and said nothing.

After all, this matter is a secret of the Song family, and her people are not suitable here after all.

Song Mingzhe put his hands in his pockets and walked in.

The driver was locked in a small room. When Song Mingzhe opened the door and entered, he saw only a scrawny man lying on the bed like ashes.

It seems that these years have been tortured.

Song Mingzhe had heard a little bit about what happened back then, but he was still young and not capable enough, so he could only watch Song Dahai take away the driver under the banner of doing his best.

In the car accident that year, only one of Song Jianguo's assistants died, while the driver's legs were crushed and he could only lie in bed for the rest of his life.

Song Jianguo is also considered to be very lucky, but his mobility is inconvenient, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Song Mingzhe has often inquired about the whereabouts of this driver over the years, but he has never found out. He thought that the driver had died a long time ago, but he did not expect that he is still alive now.

It's not considered alive, judging by his appearance, he is no different from a dead person.

"Master..."

The driver seemed to recognize Song Mingzhe, and there was a gleam of light in his cloudy eyes.

He has been living with guilt for these years. In order to let him keep the secret of the year and prevent him from contacting his family, Song Dahai even sent someone to monitor him every day.

Song Dahai did have the idea of ​​silence at the beginning, but was stopped by Wang Qifu.

Wang Qifu was probably afraid that Song Dahai would turn his back on him, so he kept a hole card.

This is what keeps him alive until now.

"I'm sorry master..."

The driver Xu Gen muttered, with endless regret.

Back then Song Jianguo was very kind to him, but his wife was seriously ill at the time and was in urgent need of money, so he was obsessed and took this wrong road.

Unexpectedly, now he doesn't even know whether his wife is dead or alive.

"Pick the key point, otherwise I will make you feel more uncomfortable than now."

Song Mingzhe sat on the chair and looked at Xu Gen with serious eyes.

He didn't have that much time to listen to the confession of a dying man.

When Xu Gen heard Song Mingzhe's words, he met his indifferent eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Song Mingzhe was exactly the same as Song Jianguo now.

"The master was in a hurry to use the car that day, because the second master had given me money before and asked me to tell him all the master's itinerary, so I didn't think much about it, and turned around and told the second master."

"I didn't expect that the second master actually arranged for someone to plant a bomb in the car, and he reassured me that as long as I find an opportunity to get out of the car within the specified time, I will be fine."

"I knew where the bomb was installed, and I was uneasy all the way, but I have done this, and there is no chance of turning back."

"I prepared to get off the car according to the plan, but I didn't expect the brakes to fail. At that moment, I knew that the second master wanted to kill us all."

The more Xu Gen spoke, the more excited he became, and he even coughed a few times.

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I know where the lines of the bombs are. Fortunately, those people probably thought that we were going to die, so the bombs they installed didn't take their minds off. Those lines are within my reach."

"At that time, I had nowhere to go, so I secretly took out the knife I carried with me, gritted my teeth and cut off one of the threads."

"At that time, the master probably had something on his mind and didn't notice my small movements. Fortunately, I was also right. The bomb didn't explode. I hurriedly turned the steering wheel and found a suitable place to slow down the impact."

When Xu Gen recalled what happened back then, he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, he made a prompt decision, otherwise the car would have crashed and people would have died.

He was obviously sitting in the driver's seat, and he should be the least injured person under the premise of having an airbag. Probably God thinks that what he has done is too much, which makes him live like a ghost.

"Master, I'm sorry for the master. I also know that I don't deserve to live these years, but I keep a sigh of relief in my heart, thinking that one day I can tell all these things."

Tears flowed from the corners of Xu Gen's eyes.

He also heard a little bit about what happened afterwards. Song Dahai went to prison, and Wang Qifu seemed to be targeted by the Song family. During this time, he tried his best to move his hiding place.

He has been hiding in Tibet all these years, and he is really tired enough.

Song Mingzhe moved his fingertips slightly, and there was a cold arc on his lips.

He knew that Xu Gen's words were half true and half false. If Song Dahai hadn't touched the brakes back then, Song Jianguo would have died in the cemetery long ago.

In the final analysis, Xu Gen reluctantly regained his life only because of his own selfish desires from beginning to end.

"Save the words of confession and speak slowly, your sins have not been redeemed yet."

Song Mingzhe let out a long breath, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Although the matter was similar to what he had guessed, when he heard it with his own ears, his mood was completely different.

Xu Genguang lying on the bed is not enough for him to atone, it is too cheap for him.

Xu Gen closed his eyes in pain when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

He had known that such a day would come.

Song Mingzhe was silent for a long time before slowly walking out of the room.

But unexpectedly, he saw Ling Zhaozhao standing at the door.