Chapter 1312: I Have Something to Say to You Alone

Before coming, he deliberately didn't call Song Zhiyue.

But as soon as they arrived, they saw the scene where her daughter was harassed and injured by her mother-in-law, and Song's mother was angry and distressed.

When they don't know, their daughter doesn't know how much she has been bullied and how much she has been wronged.

Wen Mei said confidently: "She has no respect for her elders, is there a problem with my words as an elder to teach her two sentences?" ”

Father Song also interjected: "You say, what are you doing?" ”

"Not only does your daughter not listen, but she dares to talk back to me, it's just lawless! I don't know how you usually teach. Wen Mei looked disgusted.

Song Mu took a deep breath: "Then you can beat her?" She's so big, we haven't beaten her. ”

Wen Mei was angry: "Because of this, I have no education at all that you are used to." ”

"You-" Mother Song was angry.

Seeing that her mother was angry, Song Zhiyue shook her head at her: "Mom, forget it." ”

Aunt Xiao gave her medicine, pasted it with gauze and medical tape, and then went to pour tea for Song's father and Song's mother.

Song Zhiyue went into the bathroom and washed the blood off her hands.

When I came out to see Wen Mei, I had a stiff face with Song's father and Song's mother, and the atmosphere was stiff.

She stepped forward and sat down next to Mother Song, pretending to smile relaxedly: "Mom, why are you here all of a sudden?" I won't say anything in advance, I'll pick you up at the station. ”

"If we didn't come, how would we know you're living like this here!"

Song's mother was heartbroken, she should have asked her daughter to quit her job and go back to her hometown with her.

Even if she finds another job in the county, it is better than staying here and letting her get the certificate with Feng Chen.

So that there will be no aftermath.

Before Song Zhiyue could speak, Wen Mei took over: "What do you call this kind of day?" She has servants every day, lives the life of a young grandmother, and drives millions of cars, which one is not given by my son? ”

If it weren't for Feng Chen's absence, Song Mu really wanted to pull Feng Chen to say it.

Mother Song held her breath in her heart, she looked at Wen Mei and said: "It was when you said that you would be good to Yueyue, so we agreed to marry Feng Chen, she made a mistake, or did something bad, you can educate her, but you are a knowledgeable person, how can you do it?" ”

Wen Mei raised her chin slightly, and said with a proud face: "I said it, but you don't ask her what she did and how much face she lost to the Feng family." ”

Mother Song and Father Song both looked at Song Zhiyue, Song Zhiyue pursed her lips and didn't speak, just hoping that Wen Mei would leave quickly.

After that, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was deadlocked for about five or six minutes.

Wen Mei answered a phone call, took her bag and prepared to leave.

Mother Song suddenly followed.

Song Zhiyue saw that the situation was not good, so he also had to go out.

As soon as she called out to her mother, she saw Song Mu turn her head to look at her: "Don't come with you." ”

Mother Song threw down this sentence and walked out of the living room quickly, and stopped Wen Mei, who was about to get into the car: "Mrs. Feng." ”

Wen Mei paused when she got into the car, turned her head to look at her, and then retracted the foot that had entered the car, and stood up straight to look at her.

"What, you still want to reason with me?"

"I have something to tell you alone." Mother Song said.

Wen Mei glanced at the driver who opened the door for her, and the driver walked away sensibly.

"What's the matter? Go ahead. Wen Mei guessed that she must have said what happened just now, and she gave her a chance to say it.

If she felt that her daughter had been wronged here, or that she was not having a good time, they would just take her away.

She would like to get a divorce, and then she can find a well-informed girl for her son.

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