Yatong's frightened face suddenly became ferocious.
It turns out that the lawyer had been exposed a long time ago?
Song Ling was so scary. She sat on the ground and looked up at him.
He is like a cold god, and his far-sighted eyes are enough to dominate everything in the world.
She and Song Cheng were like clowns, doing so many ridiculous things and losing so badly in the end.
Her body was shaking with cold. The feeling of being manipulated without knowing it was too terrible.
"Mr. Song, the second young master gave me two million. I didn't spend a penny. Please be kind and forgive me..." The lawyer's face was as tense as dying ashes, and he kept begging for mercy.
In such a suffocating space, his voice was really annoying.
A trace of annoyance flashed across Song Lingjun's brows. The bodyguard beside him understood what he meant and blocked the lawyer's mouth.
It's quiet again.
It was so quiet that it was a little scary, and Yatong felt panicked.
The bedroom, which was tidy an hour ago, is now a mess and filled with the smell of chaos.
She hugged herself in panic, and the more she hugged, the colder she felt.
Song Cheng stood in front of the black-clad bodyguard and confronted him.
His eyes slowly turned from bloodthirsty crimson to gray. Finally, he looked at Song Ling and said in a hoarse voice,
"Did you mess with this piece of land? Song Ling, you fucking bastard! Why are you so shady?"
Song Ling frowned coldly, and slowly opened his pale lips. "Are you the one who has been targeting me behind the scenes?"
Song Cheng's eyes flashed with madness, and he laughed out loud.
"Haha, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I admit that I have lost now, but I have defeated you. I have defeated you many times. You have been toyed with and calculated by me time and time again.
Although I failed to truly destroy the woman you love, you are also suffering because of me, aren't you? Once, you were also in pain, weren't you? "
His face was filled with a hideous darkness.
"Isn't it, Song Ling? Isn't it good to be on guard against being plotted against at any time? How does it feel to always feel that the woman you love will be tortured to death? Isn't it very satisfying?"
A cold light flashed in Song Ling's eyes, and his body was cool but elegant.
His long fingers slowly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, breathing smoothly. Then he walked forward and punched Song Cheng in the cheek.
Song Cheng wanted to fight back, instinctively wanted to fight back, but he was held down by the bodyguards beside him and could not move.
His cheeks suddenly swelled up, blood flowed from his mouth, and his face became even more ferocious. He struggled, but it was completely useless. He could only stare at Song Ling with bloodthirsty eyes.
Yatong has been shrinking in the corner, she has a feeling of despair and helplessness.
"Song Ling, you killed me. If you don't kill me, I won't let you go. I hate you, I hate the old thing's partiality towards you, I hate that you are better than me in every way! I hate that you have covered up all my edge, I really hope to cut you into pieces!
Why do you deserve it? With the old man's favor, you can inherit 80% of the estate. But do you deserve it?
Song Cheng roared madly, his voice deafening.
What he didn't expect was that Song Ling's gaze shifted to Song Huihai in a complicated way, and then his voice sank, "I'm not worthy!"
He really doesn't deserve to inherit most of his father's estate.
Song Ling's dark red eyes flashed with complexity: "Like you, I am not my father's biological son. Therefore, I am not worthy!"
This sentence shocked Song Cheng and Ya Tong.
Especially Yatong, she opened her eyes wide and stared at Song Ling.
Song Huihai closed his eyes, hiding the complex emotions in his heart. Obviously, Song Ling had confessed to him.
Song Cheng also widened his eyes and shook his head, "No, you are talking nonsense. How can you not be your father's child?"
Song Ling's mouth curled up into a sad sneer.
"I'm telling the truth. I don't know why I'm not Dad's child, and Dad doesn't know why either, but that's the truth! I feel guilty about Dad's preference for me all these years, and I'm so embarrassed!"
Song Cheng finally responded. He smiled, his smile full of ferocity and disdain.
"Song Huihai, haha, Song Huihai, you're still showing off everywhere. In fact, you're just a pathetic old investment. How many women have cheated on you in your life? Haha, don't you think it's funny? Don't you feel like a failure?"
You've favored your eldest son for over thirty years, yet he's not your biological son. After you learned the truth, did you feel like banging your head against his wall? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face?
Song Huihai suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a shocking disappointment in his eyes.
He sighed, his voice hoarse: "Xiao Cheng, I know this fact is really hard to accept. But people get along with each other based on conscience, not emotion.
My biological daughter wanted to kill me, but my non-blood-related son kept protecting me. Am I being humiliated?
He said this to Yatong, who, unfortunately, hadn't recovered from the fact that Song Ling wasn't Song Huihai's son. She seemed stunned, her face so pale she couldn't even blink.
Song Cheng's pride and ridicule were hit. He gritted his teeth and said, "You old man, are you crazy? You said that on purpose, didn't you? So you are happy to get rid of the shadow of being cuckolded? Haha, you are so pitiful."
Song Huihai couldn't stand it.
"Enough, enough! Song Cheng, you're crazy! When you were born, I named you Song Cheng because I hoped you would have a bright future and achieve great things. I've worked hard for you since you were little.
Even though Xiao Ling told me that you are not my son, even though I have our paternity test, I still care about our father-son relationship of more than 20 years. I have given you chances again and again, hinting that you should think about your family.
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