Chapter 800: Thirty-two deep-sea poppies

Song Zhishi cried suddenly.

"Dad, what the hell is going on? Why did my eldest brother drive me away? ”

Father Song didn't read Song Zhi's poems, and his indifferent attitude already explained everything. Song Zhiqing has spoiled her for many years, and at this time she has done the last thing to speak.

Song Zhiguang sneered: "Should I call you Song Zhishi?" Or is it better to call you Li Shishi? ”

Song Zhishi's face changed suddenly, but in an instant, if you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

"Second brother, what are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend, you can pack your things and go now. Otherwise, don't pack up your things and just leave. Song Zhiguang endured his disgust in his heart, and said in disgust: "Song Zhishi, you and you. I really don't want to talk about all the disgusting things my mother did, I beg you, like now hurry up and pack up your things and get out? ”

Song Zhishi cried like a tearful person, crying blankly and helplessly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, second brother. I don't understand what you mean. ”

"You don't understand, do you? Then I'll make it clear to you, you. Mom was just living in a hospital room with my mom when she was pregnant. I just gave birth to a daughter before and after, so I secretly stared at my mother, stole my mother's things, and kept them as tokens. Don't wait so hard that when my dad sent someone to find him, he deliberately sent his daughter to our family. ”

Song Zhiguang said disdainfully: "You and you. Mom is disgusting. When my sister was still being wronged in the orphanage, your black-hearted mother even sent you to our house as an impostor. ”

"Even the blood for the paternity test was stolen from my sister. What kind aunt are you pretending. ”

"You. . . Mom, that's a weasel giving New Year's greetings to chickens, and I'm not happy! ”

Song Zhishi cried bitterly, "No, no, it's not like this." I didn't even know that I was your sister! ”

She cried speechlessly, as if she really didn't know.

Song Zhiguang was smoked by her angry seven orifices.

Song Yuancong looked at her and sighed, as if he was going to be soft-hearted. Song Zhiqing sneered twice and threw a stack of photos in front of her.

"Don't pretend, let's go."

Song Zhishi saw the photo and stiffened. It was a photo of her meeting with her mother some time ago, but she didn't expect it to be photographed.

Seeing the photo, Song Zhishi knew that she was finished.

Song Zhiguang saw Song Zhishi leave, and said to his brother adoringly: "Brother, you are so amazing, you drove her away so quickly!" ”

Song Zhiqing smiled and didn't speak.

"I'm going to call Yaoyao right now. Ask the maid to redecorate the room......"

"No, you don't." Song Zhiqing said lightly, "The room that my mother used to prepare for Yaoyao has been cleaned all the time, and she came back to live there." ”

Song Zhiguang's eyes lit up, "That's right! I forgot about this room. ”

That house was prepared by my mother before my sister was born. When Song Zhishi was brought back, she was not allowed to enter that room.

Song Zhiguang touched his chin and said, "It seems that in the dark, everything is determined. ”

Lu's Group.

Hua Yao drove a domestic car worth 100,000 yuan and came to the place where she went to work again, and she was very emotional.

Hai Ruochen sat in the car and said unhappily: "You are going to work." ”

"I'm just going to help out for a while, not a few days. And. I'm going to work in the Song Group soon, and I won't stay in the Lu Group for a long time. ”

"What about me?"

Hai Ruochen almost didn't write on his face, you don't want this baby.

Hua Yao reached out and pinched his face, "Hai Ruochen little fairychild, can you not be so cute?" Don't give off this damn charm everywhere? ”