Chapter 296 First, bring Zhuang Ling back to me!
"Dad, you're back from your business trip!" Zhuang Ling felt reassured knowing that Song Hongyi was back; her father was the only one in the world who still cared about her.
"I just got back. Where are you? Dad will send someone to pick you up."
"I..." Zhuang Ling glanced at Qi Hang, wondering if she should go back to the Song family.
Qi Hang took Zhuang Ling's phone directly. "Uncle Song, this is Qi Hang. Zhuang Ling is with me. I'll accompany her back to the Song family tomorrow."
There was no response from the other end of the phone for quite some time, presumably because Song Hongyi was trying to sort out the details.
"Young Master Qi? You mean Lingling isn't going home tonight and is staying with you?" Song Hongyi suppressed his anger and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible. "Lingling is my daughter, my precious daughter. She's not a woman who can be played with at will."
Zhuang Ling's phone was leaking sound, and Song Hongyi's voice was a roar, so everyone present could hear it clearly.
Qi Hang moved his ear away from the phone's receiver; the ringing in his ears was deafening.
Mo Chi laughed so hard he was shaking. What goes around comes around! No one escapes the wrath of Heaven! With such a powerful father-in-law, this good fortune has finally come to Qi Hang.
Chu Rou and Qi Lin stared wide-eyed, waiting for Qi Hang's next reaction.
Zhuang Ling was so embarrassed that she scratched her toes on the ground, but she also felt warm inside; her father cared about her.
Lumer was an outsider, quietly observing the situation.
After Song Hongyi finished yelling, Qi Hang put the phone back to his ear and explained, "Uncle Song, Zhuang Ling and I are now in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, which is different from what you think."
"It's the same or different. You bring Lingling back to me first!" Song Hongyi didn't buy Qi Hang's explanation at all.
Zhuang Ling heard this and tugged at Qi Hang's clothes, "Maybe I should go back first. Dad should be safe at home."
Qi Hang glanced at Zhuang Ling. After a few days of getting to know each other, he liked her more and more, especially in bed.
"I'll go back with you."
Qi Hang personally escorted Zhuang Ling to the Song family home, but he did not leave. Instead, he followed Zhuang Ling into the Song family's villa.
Song Hongyi and his wife were in the living room.
With a somber expression, Song Hongyi asked Madam Song, "Has Lingling not come back to stay these past few days?"
Madam Song was filled with unease. She hadn't seen Zhuang Ling for the past few days, and there had been no movement from Li Feng either. She had been secretly pleased with herself, thinking that Zhuang Ling had been played with by Li Feng to the point of being unable to get out of bed.
Who knew that Song Hongyi would call Zhuang Ling as soon as he got back, but Qi Hang answered the phone instead?
What went wrong? Why did Zhuang Ling end up with Qi Hang instead of Li Feng?
After waiting for a long time without receiving a response from Madam Song, Song Hongyi suddenly slammed his hand on the sofa armrest. "I'm asking you a question. What exactly happened to Lingling?"
Madam Song shuddered, then composed herself. "How would I know what happened? She didn't come back the day you left on your business trip. Maybe she didn't want to see me and Hao Hao!"
"Her mother used to be a maid in the Qi family. Maybe Zhuang Ling has already slept with Young Master Qi. You usually keep a close eye on her at home, and she pretends to be well-behaved. But this time, while you were away on a business trip, she showed her true colors."
"Like mother, like daughter," Madam Song said with disdain. "Didn't her mother also climb into your bed back then?"
"Shut up!" Song Hongyi roared, pointing at Madam Song. "What makes you any better? You practically begged me to get into your bed. If it weren't for the child, do you think I would have married you?"
“Song Hongyi!” Madam Song also stood up. “I was originally your fiancée. If you hadn’t married me, would you have been in charge of the Song family?”
Song Hongyi sneered, "Even without your Wu family, I can still take control of the Song family. And I'll be rid of a bunch of bloodsuckers. Maybe the Song family can even reach a higher level."
"I'll be happier and more content living with Zhuang Hua, which is much better than marrying you!"
"You..." Madam Song choked on her words, but then she burst into laughter. "It's just a pity that the person you've been searching for is right under your nose, but after you find him, you are separated by death. This is fate, preventing you from ever meeting again."
Song Hongyi's face flushed red as he raised his hand high.
Mrs. Song was equally headstrong, immediately bringing her face close to hers. "Want to hit me? Go ahead and hit me! If you dare touch me even once today, tomorrow I'll let everyone in City B know that you, Song Hongyi, beat your wife and other women!"
Song Hongyi hesitated to lower his raised hand; he cared about his reputation and knew that this crazy woman was capable of such things.
"Dad!" Zhuang Ling and Qi Hang appeared at the door without anyone noticing.
Song Hongyi withdrew his hand, his anger shifting directly to Qi Hang. "Young Master Qi, did you come here to give me an explanation?"
Qi Hang stepped forward and nodded slightly to Song Hongyi. "Uncle Song, I really did come to explain things to you. Could we talk privately?"
Song Hongyi glanced at Qi Hang and Zhuang Ling's tightly clasped hands, finding them an eyesore, and said irritably, "Young Master Qi, please let go of my hands and come with me!"
If Qi Hang left, only Madam Song and Zhuang Ling would be left in the living room. He leaned down and whispered in Zhuang Ling's ear, "Can you beat this old woman?"
After several observations by Qi Hang, it became clear that although Zhuang Ling didn't have many fighting techniques, he was fast and ruthless, which was probably due to his experience accumulated from frequent fights.
Zhuang Ling glanced at Madam Song, a flash of hatred in her eyes. This woman always insulted her mother, and now she was trying to harm her. She really wanted to beat her up.
"able!"
Qi Hang smiled. "If she provokes you, just beat her to a pulp. Don't be afraid, I'll back you up!"
Zhuang Ling looked up at Qi Hang, her eyes moist. Besides her father, only Qi Hang could give her such confidence. It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved. "Okay!"
Qi Hang released Zhuang Ling's hand, patted her head, and followed Song Hongyi upstairs.
In the study, Song Hongyi, his face dark, asked in a deep voice, "Young Master Qi, when did you get together with Lingling?"
Qi Hang sat in the chair opposite Song Hongyi, fiddling with his phone. "It was the day you went on your business trip, Uncle Song."
Song Hongyi was both surprised and relieved. His daughter hadn't been with Qi Hang for a long time, as that crazy woman had said. "You and Zhuang Ling were very familiar with each other before?"
Qi Hang pondered for a moment, "We've met a few times, but I'm very familiar with Aunt Zhuang. She's always worked at my villa."
Hearing the name of his beloved, Song Hongyi felt a pang of pain in his heart, and his tone softened considerably, "Zhuang Hua... she has had a very hard time these past few years."
Qi Hang didn't respond to Song Hongyi's words, but instead found a video on his phone and showed it to Song Hongyi. "Take a look at this video first. It's about what happened on the day you went on your business trip."
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