The woman in purple skirt walked to Gongsun Qing, then took out a talisman from her arms and handed it to Gongsun Qing, "Please give this to Mr. Xiao. When you have something to come to me, as long as you ignite this talisman, I will appear in an incense stick!"

Gongsun Qing was slightly stunned, and before the talisman he took had been asked, the figures of the woman in the purple skirt and Peng Yuanzhou flashed and disappeared in front of them and others.

Song Yao's delicate body was trembling with anger, her two pink fists clenched, and her eyes were glaring at the burly woman with cold eyes, "No matter how you say this, it's my home, and you, a person from another surname, are not qualified to be the head of the Song family!"

"Oh? Is it?"

The burly woman said in confusion, and then she heard Song He's voice coming from outside the lobby.

"You two guys, please let me go!"

Song He cursed angrily.

While the burly woman was acting vividly in front of everyone, the spy he placed under the Song family had already found Song He, and then ignored Song He's insults and brought Song He into the lobby.

When Song He saw the body of Song Changhe on the ground, he was stunned and trembled. Although he felt that his experiences over the years were extremely unfair to him, when he saw his father's body right in front of him, he still felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. Seeing that Song He's tears were about to fall, some disdainful snorted coldly in his breath, he said contemptuously: "You are really a useless waste! It may be a bad thing for others to die, but it is a great good thing for you. You should be happy!"

Song He looked at the burly woman with disbelief, closing her mouth as if she had something to say.

But before he could say his words, the burly woman continued, "Did you forget how that old guy dealt with you before? How much pain you suffered, even demoted you to the side courtyard, and then sarcastically mocked you, have you forgotten all this?"

The woman's words were deliberately angering Song He's hatred for Song Changhe, and that was no different from such words. Song He gradually clenched his hands, and his face gradually burst into ice.

"How could I forget these things!"

"Then it's a great opportunity now. You can take the position of the head of the Song family and drive out all the unrelated people from the Song family!"

The stubborn woman has something to say, but the irrelevant person pointed out in her words is not someone else, but Song Yao.

"Brother, don't be deceived by this woman! He is not from the Song family, and now he is involved in the Song family's affairs. He is so dedicated that he has to be wary of it!" Song Yao's eyes could not hide his panic and quickly persuaded him.

"Forget it! My father had already married you to Xiao Yang before his death. As the saying goes, marrying a chicken, marrying a dog, following a dog, following a Xiao Yang, then he will not be a member of the Song family from now on!" Song He said coldly, "When thinking about the past relationship, I can give you some time to collect the things, and then follow Xiao Yang to leave the Song family!"

After hearing this, Song Yao was shocked. He really couldn't believe that such words were said from the previously timid Song He.

"Miss Song, oh... it's not right! From now on, I will call you Mrs. Xiao! You have to take good care of your husband and children, don't run to your parents' home when you're fine. This parents' home does not welcome you back!"

The burly woman said teasingly, her words full of mockery.

Song Yao's face was ashen, and his delicate body trembled due to extreme anger, and his pink fists were even clenched.
Chapter completed!