Accidentally became the little sweet wife of the black-bellied president

"I didn't expect this kid to be so unreasonable, I—"

"Okay, you don't need to say any more, I'll go to school and bring this bastard back!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man hurried away.

The concerned expression on the woman's face was wiped away, she sat down, straightened her hair, and looked lazily at the servant beside her: "Is my beautician here? Go and call her, it's too late. Clicked."

"Good lady."

As soon as the woman sat down, a call from her own son Song Zhe came in.

Pressing the connect button, the woman flicked her hair with a smile: "Son, after school, Mom will pick you up for a big meal."

"Mom, Song Yuan didn't come back?"

"No, your dad is going to school to arrest people now, isn't he at school?"

"He ran away. I thought he was home. Mom, let's do it first. I'm dead."

...

night.

Song Yuan tiptoed into the hall, and when he was about to go upstairs, the lights came on instantly.

"Niezi, you still know how to come back!"

The middle-aged man stood up, and slapped Song Yuan fiercely on the face: "You shameless thing! You have done such a scandalous thing that corrupts the family tradition, how can I feel sorry for your dead mother!"

The slap was heavy and landed firmly on Song Yuan's face.

A bright red palm print quickly appeared on his fair face.

"Father, don't hit him, I believe Xiao Yuan has something to hide." The woman stood up and gently pulled Song Lifu's arm.

Song Lifu snorted coldly, and his anger had actually subsided by half.

As long as today's incident doesn't spread, it's actually nothing.

However, as the pillar of the family, he must correct the family style and not allow this style to continue.

Song Yuan lowered his head and said bitterly: "It's nothing, I'll go up and rest first."

"Stop! Who told you to go up and rest!"

Song Lifu's anger finally subsided, and he erupted again: "What kind of attitude do you have! Let me ask you, what happened yesterday? Did you really go out to have a room with a man? Do you still know what the word "honesty" means?" Write? You talk to me!"

Song Lifu grabbed Song Yuan by the collar and kicked him hard on the calf.

"I let you seduce men, I let you be shameless! You bastard, I raised you so big for nothing!"

"Dad, don't be angry, the other party must have lied to my brother. Although he beat me because of this incident today, I believe that my brother is definitely not this kind of person!" Song Zhe ran over and hugged the middle-aged man beggingly Leg: "Dad, don't hit me, my brother was cheated by someone just now, if you hit him again, he must be very sad..."

"Xiao Zhe, it's none of your business today, get out of the way!"

The strength on Song Lifu's feet became heavier, as if he wanted to vent all his anger.

When he thought of the scene of this incident being exposed and being ridiculed by his opponent, he became even more annoyed: "Do you know it's wrong? I'll ask you if you know it's wrong!"

Song Yuan hugged his head and huddled on the ground without saying a word.

He feels no pain.

He also doesn't know what pain is.

What happened one after another today has already shattered all his self-esteem.

Like a broken doll, Song Yuan stared blankly at his father's angry expression.

It seemed like something was broken and cracked.

"Dad, stop beating, he's bleeding!"

A viscous layer of blood spread across the beige tiles.

It was dazzling red, and had a strong smell of rust and blood.

Song Lifu was also taken aback.

He didn't kick the vital parts at all, how could it become like this.

at the same time.

The butler ran over in a panic and reported: "Master, the people from Ji's consortium are here!!"

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