The president's pet daughter

Wang Qifu didn't expect Song Mei to treat him like this, so he screamed.

Song Mei saw how the knife pierced into every inch of Wang Qifu's flesh and blood, and suddenly felt extremely happy.

"Meme..."

Wang Qifu looked at the blood on Song Mei's hand in horror. He knew very well that if Song Mei continued to stab her like this, his leg would be lost.

But no one came to stop Song Mei, but quietly watched her vent her emotions.

"Don't call me by my name, you don't deserve it."

Song Mei looked into Wang Qifu's eyes and said coldly.

When she was young, she felt that Wang Qifu's eyebrows and eyes were really good-looking, and there was a charming aura in every gesture.

Thinking about it now, it was only when she was dizzy when she was young that she thought this way.

"I'm the eldest lady of the Song family, what are you? Wang Qifu, you've been using the Song family's food for so many years, but in the end you actually took the Song family's money to raise your mistress and illegitimate child outside."

Song Mei frowned when she saw the blood on her hands, and Wang Xueqin on the side immediately handed over the handkerchief.

Song Mei wiped her hands with a handkerchief, looking very disgusted.

"If you hadn't married me, you would be a poor and white phoenix man now, what confidence do you have to earn such a large fortune?"

At the beginning, Wang Qifu's family background could be described as poor and poor, and the only advantage was that both parents died. If Song Mei hadn't been desperate to marry him, maybe Wang Qifu would not be able to live such a luxurious life until now.

Song Jianguo felt distressed that Song Mei, who had been pampered since childhood, would live a hard life, so her dowry was extremely generous.

This also became the first pot of gold for Wang Qifu to start a business.

Wang Qifu lost his voice in pain, and opened his mouth when he saw Song Mei who looked like a stranger in front of him.

"Meimei, I have my own reasons..."

Song Mei felt disgusted when she saw him pretending to be pitiful.

When he was young, he acted pitifully with that face, maybe he would really pity him.

But now the fine lines at the corners of his eyes are almost pinching flies, his figure is also slightly fatter, and his whole body is full of greasy energy.

Song Mei didn't know why, but when she looked at a face again, she felt a little nauseated.

"I don't want to hear your difficulties. I don't have time to waste time with you here. I will let the lawyer draft a divorce agreement as soon as possible. Don't worry, you won't get any money because you are leaving the house .”

There was a sneer on Song Mei's lips, revealing the decisiveness of the Song family.

"Your mistress and illegitimate child will not get any money, and they will live like street rats for the rest of their lives."

Song Mei patted the dust off her body, stood up, and looked at Wang Qifu as if she was looking at dirty things in the sewer.

Wang Qifu shuddered all over, as if he didn't expect Song Mei to be so heartless.

"Song Mei, you are too deceitful. Where do you put our children? Where do you put our long-term relationship?"

Wang Qifu bit his lower lip tightly, feeling that he was about to go numb from the pain.

But Song Jianguo and Song Mingzhe on the side seemed to be watching a play, and no one said to bandage his wound.

"I'm not short of money. Naturally, my son and daughter won't be hungry, and they don't want to follow you. As for years of relationship..."

Song Mei made a nauseous expression.

"You don't need to mention this dark history anymore, it feels like leaving a case."

After Song Mei finished speaking lightly, she looked at Song Jianguo.

"Brother, I've finished my words. You can deal with Wang Qifu as you like. As for the properties of the Wang family, you and Mingzhe can take an inventory of them. If you think they can be used by the Song family, you can take them away. As long as the three of us don't starve to death." Enough."

Song Mei looked indifferent to the world, and her eyes fell on Wang Hanlin.

"I still have things to deal with, so I won't disturb my brother's work."

Although Wang Hanlin seems to have reformed himself now, he was the one who pushed Song Mei down the stairs.

After going through this incident, Song Mei suddenly realized how much she had spoiled her.

If this continues, Wang Hanlin will inevitably go astray.

In order to prevent this from happening, Song Mei decided to teach Wang Hanlin well.

Not far away, Song Mingzhe saw through Song Mei's plan, and signaled his subordinates to support Wang Hanlin and follow Song Mei and the others out.

Wang Qifu fell to the ground in despair, feeling what it means to have nothing in his life.

"Go and see Zhao Zhao and the others."

Song Jianguo supported the crutches on the dragon's head and glanced at Song Mingzhe who was standing beside him.

Song Mingzhe knew very well that Song Jianguo meant to deal with Wang Qifu alone.

But this was originally a grievance between the two of them, and Song Mingzhe didn't want to intervene.

"it is good."

Song Mingzhe nodded, looked at Wang Qifu who was ashen-faced, walked out of the room, and closed the door intimately.

Before he had gone far, he ran into Ling Zhaozhao at the corner.

"I don't worry about you, so let's take a look."

Ling Zhaozhao smiled sweetly at Song Mingzhe.

She was restless in the room, Shen Qiyu simply asked her to come out and wait.

"It seems that Mr. Song's family affairs are almost handled."

Suddenly, a faint male voice sounded behind them.

With a smile on his face, Chi Jiaxu was helped up by his subordinates.

"Boss Chi hasn't left yet."

Song Mingzhe didn't seem to expect Chi Jiaxu to be so addicted to being a security guard here, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Chi Jiaxu heard the teasing in Song Mingzhe's words, and looked directly past him to Ling Zhaozhao.

"I heard that Mr. Song and his wife are getting married tomorrow. Although the post was not delivered to me, I have prepared a wedding gift for the two of you."

Chi Jiaxu signaled to the subordinates behind him to carry the beautifully wrapped gift over.

It looks like a big box, but I don't know what's inside.

Ling Zhaozhao noticed with sharp eyes that there was a small box hidden on top of the big box.

"Boss Chi borrowed flowers to offer Buddha?"

When Ling Zhaozhao thought about the birthday gift Chi Jiaxu gave Bai Mengyue last time, he couldn't help making a bold guess.

"Mrs. Song is really smart, so Mrs. Lao Song will pass it on for me."

"Whether she accepts it or not, it's all in my heart."

Chi Jiaxu looked at Ling Zhaozhao, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

I heard that Ling Zhaozhao has a good relationship with Bai Mengyue now, so if Ling Zhaozhao is willing to pass it on for him, maybe Bai Mengyue's attitude towards him will not be so bad.

"I'll try, but it's hard."

Ling Zhaozhao nodded.

Zuo Zuo Chi Jia Xu has also helped them a lot recently, what he meant just now is that it doesn't matter if Bai Mengyue doesn't accept it.

Anyway, it's just a matter of giving, even if it fails, there is no need to have any psychological burden.

But she didn't forget to pour cold water on Chi Jiaxu.

After all, when Bai Mengyue mentioned him now, she always looked like she was itching with hatred.