At the dinner table, Song Qingyou was standing aside with bowls and chopsticks. The big family was sitting at the dinner table with a loving father and a filial son. The servants cast disdainful looks at her, as if she was the extra garbage in the family.

Song Qingyou curled her lips, raised her fingers holding the bowl, and with a "pop" sound, the delicate porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

The noise disturbed the people at the dinner table. Song Wei seemed to be frightened and exclaimed.

Song Yuan sternly scolded: "You can't even hold a bowl, what else can you do!"

Song Chen: "You're just here to spoil the fun, Song Qingyou."

Song Shi frowned: "What's going on?"

"Sorry, my hands are not very steady." Song Qingyou smiled, "Xiaoxiao, come and clean it up."

Xiaoxiao was suddenly called out, and before she could close her eyes with disdain, she asked, "What?"

Song Qingyou said calmly: "Are you blind? Can't you see the debris on the ground?"

Xiaoxiao glanced at Li Ruo, who defended him: "If you break it, you can clean it up yourself. Let others clean it up for you."

Xiaoxiao snorted at Song Qingyou with a proud look on her face without moving.

Song Qingyou's eyes were cold: "A servant, who didn't know better thought she was the daughter of the Song family. Why, I asked her to come clean and you have to protect me?"

Li Ruo was speechless and glared at Song Qingyou bitterly.

Song Yuan was impatient with such trivial matters and said with a cold face: "What are you doing there? Didn't you hear the lady asking you to clean it up?"

Xiaoxiao bit her lip and walked over, squatting on the ground to collect the pieces.

Song Qingyou looked at her condescendingly, raised her right leg slightly, and then smoothly ran over Xiaoxiao's hand.

"ah!"

Xiaoxiao's hand pressed on the fragments, blood started to flow, and she screamed in pain.

Song Qingyou retracted her feet, apologetically bent down and helped the person up: "Sorry, my feet are slippery."

Xiaoxiao almost hated Song Qingyou to death, she cried: "You obviously did it on purpose!"

Song Qingyou did do it on purpose, but she controlled her strength and did not really hurt Xiaoxiao.

No matter how bad the servant is, he is nothing more than a dog trying to take advantage of others.

Other servants hurried over to clean up the debris on the floor, and pulled Xiaoxiao down to treat the wounds on her hands.

Song Chen raised his eyebrows frivolously. His sister had nothing to do with what the outside world said was weak and unable to take care of herself.

It is obviously a rose with thorns all over it, and it wants to prick everyone to bleed.

Song Wei's eyes darkened. He had been away for too long after all. In five years, Song Qingyou had gone from being weak and easy to bully to a person who was determined to retaliate.

But so what?

She could cut her long hair when she was little, and she can do it now.

He is just a good-for-nothing with half his foot on the coffin board. Why should he compete with her for the position of the daughter of the Song family?

These people all have their own agendas, but their goals are the same. They wish Song Qingyou would die soon.

Only when she dies can they be justified.

How could Song Qingyou not know what they were thinking? After Bo Qingyun tricked the Song family, these worms had relied on them for a long time, and they really regarded themselves as their masters.

She slightly curled her lips, almost wanting to smile.

But this time she held back.

After dinner, Song Yuan called her to the study.

"Withdraw investment from Shiyu Venture Capital." Song Yuan said directly.

Song Qingyou stood far away, and her voice sounded a bit erratic: "Why? There must be a reason for me to withdraw my capital."

Song Yuan said coldly: "If you are still a member of the Song family, withdraw your capital from me, otherwise I will announce to the outside world tomorrow that we are severing the relationship between father and daughter. From now on, I, Song Yuan, will not have an unfilial daughter like you, and you in the Song family will

Don’t even think about stepping in again.”

Song Yuan is now even more disgusted with this daughter than before. With Yan Shaoqin standing in the way of Shiyu Ventures, he has no place to start. After thinking about it, it would be easier for Song Qingyou to withdraw his capital and exit.

If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have asked her to come back for today's family dinner.

Song Qingyou smiled, her smile still lingering in her eyes: "Dad, what are you worried about?"

Song Yuan was suddenly shocked by his light words, and anger gradually appeared in his eyes: "What are you talking about?!"

"If you are worried that Shi Yu poses a threat to the Song family, then you can rest assured that Shi Yu is just a small company, and it is no threat to the Song family. I don't know why you have such worries.

because--"

Song Qingyou raised her eyes and looked at Song Yuan, with no warmth in her eyes: "The Song family's surname is Sui, and your surname is Luo?"

Song Yuan's expression collapsed, and his eyes were gloomy and terrifying. At this moment, Song Qingyou's face coincided with the face in his memory. He took a step back, but soon realized that she was not Song Ning, and he suddenly became furious: "Song Qingyou!"

Song Qingyou raised her face: "Dad, am I right? It has been difficult for your children for so many years. They changed their names one by one, and followed you to change the surname Luo into the surname Song. But Dad, don't forget,

A mouse in its shell is still a mouse."

Song Yuan's face was livid, and the veins on his forehead were about to pop out. He suddenly smiled deeply, "It seems that I, as a father, have not established prestige for you for too long, making you think that you can stand in front of me as an equal now."

."

Song Qingyou's eyes remained calm, "Are you planning to lock me up and beat me up like you did when you were a child?"

Song Yuan took out the belt from her waist and deliberately slowed down her movements, so that such a narrow space would remind her of her past fear.

Song Qingyou's hanging fingers trembled slightly, and she held them tightly to prevent herself from showing cowardice in front of Song Yuan: "Song Yuan, do you have any guilt for my mother all these years?"

Song Yuan laughed angrily and sneered: "Song Ning? She is just a stepping stone for me to climb to a high position. She is just a woman. What will I do when I become the president of the Song Group? She actually thinks that I can be single-minded. You

If Mom had been obedient and defrauded that dead old man of his property, maybe I could have pretended for two more years. It's a pity that she, like you, is a loser who doesn't listen to advice."

The belt in Song Yuan's hand was raised high and fell heavily.

Song Qingyou was weak and fell to the ground after being beaten. She bit her lip and her forehead was covered with fine sweat. She was born sick and had been bullied since she was a child. She had long been used to enduring pain.

Song Yuan's slap could not kill her for the time being.

When Song Yuan was about to hit him a second time, Song Qingyou got up from the ground and locked his cold gaze on Song Yuan.

Song Yuan was stopped by this look.

Song Qingyou seized the gap, turned around and left.

She is not stupid enough to get beaten up on the pole, her goal has been achieved, and there is no need to continue to suffer here.

She walked very fast, fearing that Song Yuan would chase her from behind.

Fortunately, Song Chen saw her coming out covered in sweat. He was about to taunt her when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the scarlet blood mark on her arm. He narrowed his eyes and grabbed her arm: "He hit you again."

Already?"

Song Qingyou sneered: "Why are you pretending to be so surprised? Didn't you often give him a whip when you were a kid?"

After saying that, she shook off his hand and walked straight out the door. Song Chang was waiting at the door, anxious, and finally waited for someone to come out, only to see the long red mark on her arm.

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly walked over to help me. I was worried and angry at the same time: "Miss, you..."

Song Qingyou smiled: "It's okay, Uncle Chang. I've already got what I want. If I get a whipping in exchange for Song Yuan's death, the deal is worth it."

Song Chang was so heartbroken that he couldn't even bear to say harsh words.

Before coming, Song Chang knew what she was going to do.

Because this plan had been planned for a long time and Song Wei was back, he guessed that it would be today.

The Song Group is so huge that it’s not that easy to completely oust it. The public figure’s credibility is the most important. The young lady must make Song Yuan a perfect abuser and appropriator, and analyze the truth about the Song family in front of the world. .

Let everyone, including other shareholders of the Song family, know that she is the real Song family, and that the Song Group was built by her grandfather, whose surname is Song, not Luo.

Only when the Song family changes hands and Song Yuan falls, can she convince those shareholders.

Every step that the young lady took to reach this point was not easy. In order to deal with Song Yuan, she included herself and became a pawn on the chessboard.

The only thing he didn't want to do with Fu Wenzhou was that Song Chang didn't understand it before, but now he understands it.
Chapter completed!