It must be said that Song Qirui put a lot of effort into arranging tonight's banquet.

When the emcee took the stage, his prepared warm-up remarks were quite heartfelt. Although few of the guests might take such polite words seriously, at least it looked quite convincing.

But as the emcee was speaking, the microphone suddenly stopped working.

Suddenly, a flickering image appeared on the large projection screen beside him.

The hall, which had been darkened to enhance the atmosphere, fell completely silent as everyone's attention was drawn to the video recording.

Soon, people recognized who these people were and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The beginning of this impact was like toppling the first domino; more and more images began to play, causing the entire hall to erupt in chaos, as if boiling water had been poured into a hot oil pan.

When Song Wenhui realized something was wrong, he tried to push forward to stop it. His father had already gone up the stairs to the second floor and was waiting for the emcee to warm up the atmosphere so that he could take Yao Anna downstairs and introduce the main character of the banquet to the guests.

But now, such a mishap has occurred. He instinctively felt that someone was causing trouble, but when he tried to step forward, he was suddenly horrified to discover that he could not move forward even half a step.

Not only can he not move, but most importantly, he can't even make a sound!

He had assumed he was the only one in this situation, so he instinctively turned his gaze to his younger brother, Song Wenyao, who was not far from him. To his despair, he found that his brother was also looking at him with a hopeful expression and anxious eyes.

It’s over!

Song Wenhui wasn't stupid. After all, he had followed Song Wenrui and trained in the Song family for so many years. He didn't need to think much before he guessed the reason—they had probably been tricked!

And those who plotted against them...

Just as Song Wenhui felt a sense of desolation, the surrounding guests quickly dispersed to both sides like Moses parting the Red Sea, leaving a passage for Luo Yingyue, who was pushing her wheelchair in from outside.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Song Wenlan, the so-called third young master of the Song family, whom he had always ignored and treated as a tool.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

Luo Yingyue pushed Song Wenlan onto the makeshift stage, took the microphone from the emcee, and smiled at the guests below: "The main purpose of inviting everyone here today is to introduce my third son, Song Wenlan, who has never shown his face before."

The moment this introduction was given, the entire hall erupted in a cacophony of voices. Everyone had been waiting for the Song family to introduce their young lady, but who would have thought that not only would they be bombarded with such shocking information, but this introduction was also…

Some families who knew the history of the Song family's rise to power, combined with the information they had previously gathered, were now able to piece together the reasons, and they watched with excitement as everything that was about to happen unfolded before their eyes.

It looks like something big is about to happen to the Song family!

After the initial shock of their encounter, many shrewd individuals began to consider how to best take advantage of the situation and secure the greatest benefit for their own families!

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. The Song family has been deeply rooted in Hong Kong for so many years, so naturally they took the biggest and best piece of the Hong Kong pie!

Now that the Song family has collapsed, the vacant cake will naturally be divided among the remaining members!

Therefore, many people may appear to be extremely concerned at this moment, but in reality, they secretly hope that things will become even more chaotic!

Just as these people had expected, things were indeed developing in a direction that was even more unfavorable to the Song family. You see, Luo Yingyue had already stood on the stage and almost completely exposed all the messy things that had happened to the Song family, but none of the members of the Song family showed any sign of stopping her.

this……

What's all this fuss about?!

If Song Qirui and the others could understand what these people were thinking at this moment, they would probably curse them out on the spot.

It's not that they didn't want to stop her, it's that they were completely unable to move! If they could block her gaze, they probably would have glared at Luo Yingyue, who was standing on the stage right now, until she was pierced by a thousand arrows!

But now I can't move!

Not only were they unable to move, but Song Qirui, who was standing on the second-floor corridor and sensed that something was wrong, and wanted to turn around and go downstairs to stop them, was also in the same predicament of being unable to move.

He desperately wanted to roar, to scream, to rush down and shut Luo Yingyue up, but now he could do nothing. He could only watch helplessly as Luo Yingyue revealed those secrets that no one else knew to the public, one by one.

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable?!"

Song Qirui didn't even notice when Song Mengmeng came to his side. He just felt like he blinked, and then that smiling little girl stood next to him with an easy and comfortable expression, watching Luo Yueying's passionate accusation below.

"Do you really want to kill someone?! No way! Murder will bring bad karma! Even though you're already full of evil deeds, I'm a man of principle!"

We won't let you give up and ruin yourself!

Song Mengmeng giggled, even managing to wave excitedly in a certain direction downstairs. She didn't care about Song Qirui's feelings beside her; she was like a little princess playing house, putting on a one-woman show for this imaginary doll.

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