Chapter 59: The previous self was such a jerk
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“What are you talking about!”
Mrs. Song panicked, subconsciously looking around, and only let out a sigh of relief when she saw no one.
Just then, behind her, she heard Song Huizhou's voice, “Mom, is this true?”
Mrs. Song was so scared that her soul almost left her body, her face pale as death. She opened her mouth wide and looked at the person behind her, her voice becoming much sharper, “Don't listen to her slander others.”
"If it's nonsense, just do a paternity test.” As she spoke, Song Zhi's pair of dark eyes flickered between Mrs. Song and Song Qingqing.
The two did indeed have similar brows and eyes.
Mrs. Song was flustered by the look, and glared at her unhappily: “I treat Qingqing well because she was raised by me since she was little. You understand that a natural bond is not as strong as a foster bond?”
“I understand,”
Song Zhi nodded.
“This also means that you have no kindness towards me, so there is no need for me to listen to your arrangements.“
Mrs. Song was furious.
She really had shot herself in the foot.
”In that case, the blind date with the He family's prince should be Song Qingqing's, just to repay your kindness in raising her,” Song Zhi said indifferently.
Mrs. Song stared at her viciously.
She understood, after all the twists and turns, that it was because she didn't want to go on a blind date.
“What blind date?“ Song Huizhou's heart stirred, and some bad images came to mind, ‘The heir to the He family? Could it be that fat pig He Jiajun?’
”What are you meddling with here!” After all, the other party was her own son, and Mrs. Song only lightly warned him.
But Song Huizhou wouldn't let it go, ‘Mom, just tell me, is it him?’
Mrs. Song was annoyed by him, so she simply didn't hide it anymore, ‘So what if it is.’
Song Huizhou couldn't help but bitterly laugh.
In his previous life, he had watched Song Zhi being dragged into a hotel by a greasy, fat-eared man. He still remembered the pleading eyes that had looked to him for help.
He also knew that man, He Jiajun, the heir to the He family.
At the time, he had just laughed contemptuously and walked away, ignoring Song Zhi's cries.
Later,
Song Zhi had dragged her battered body back to the Song family, only to be scolded for her lack of propriety.
Since he had lived again, he would resolutely not allow such a thing to happen again.
“I don't care if he is the prince of any family, or the grandfather of any family. Song Zhi will absolutely not go on this blind date. If you must arrange someone to go, then let Song Qingqing go.”
Song Huizhou stood in front of Song Zhi and said firmly.
Suddenly.
A sneer came from behind him.
It was like a sharp stab of needles into his heart.
Song Zhi pushed him away, his dark eyes full of mockery, “Song Huizhou, you don't have to play these tricks with me. In order to get those shares from me, the Song family has really gone to great lengths.”
Song Huizhou was a little hurt.
She thought she was being nice to her for a purpose.
It's true, in the past, she was such an asshole that no one would easily accept her kindness.
He didn't rush to refute, but just sighed silently.
“Then tell me, what would it take for you to go?“ Mrs. Song took a deep breath and asked with patience.
Song Zhi pondered for a moment, ‘I want 10 million.’
”What a big mouth!” Mrs. Song's anger was rising rapidly.
Song Zhi fiddled with her phone, ”Think about it, is 10 million more important, or is your friendship with the He family more important.”
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