"I agree! Why not?" Song Ming was busy replying to Wen Jing when he heard Jiang Yiyu say that Song Shengsheng was going to fight Zhou Han.
Hearing him say this, Song Shengsheng straightened her back a little more. She raised her chin and raised her eyebrows at Jiang Yiyu. The meaning was obvious, as if to say, what do you think, my brother agrees, do you have any other opinions?
Jiang Yiyu not only didn't understand this, he was also shocked. Not giving up, he repeated to Song Ming what Song Shengsheng was going to do. This time, after Song Ming finished replying to the message, he put his phone upside down on the table, looked up at them, and said, "I heard it clearly. Su Bei broke up with Zhou Han because he cheated on her. Zhou Han is a scumbag who cheated Su Bei of her savings. Song Shengsheng was so angry that he wanted to beat him up. Is that what happened?"
Song Shengsheng nodded: "Brother, that's it! That kid deserves a beating. I have to go and avenge Su Bei and seek justice!"
Song Ming rested his elbows on the table, propping his head up with his hands. He smiled at Song Shengsheng, pointed at Jiang Yiyu, and said, "When you go, bring Jiang Yiyu with you. Tell him not to block his face. Then, pick a place with lots of people and surveillance cameras. The two of you, the male and female villains, the wife singing along with the husband, will beat up Zhou Han together to seek justice for Su Bei. It would be best if someone could post the video of Jiang Yiyu and his wife beating someone online, so that public opinion can ferment and netizens can eat melons and condemn the scumbag together with you."
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Jiang Yiyu must not show up for something like this!"
"He can show it off, of course he can. He's already tired of being in front of people every day. Once this video is released, he won't have to be in front of people anymore. Eight years of hard work will be wasted. Then he can just stay at home and spend time with you however he wants. How wonderful!"
"elder brother!"
Song Ming looked at Jiang Yiyu and said, "What do you think? Isn't this a good idea?"
Jiang Yiyu suppressed his laughter and hummed. Song Shengsheng turned around and glared at him: "You're still humming! Do you care about your image?"
Song Ming sat up straight, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Oh, Song Shengsheng, you know that Jiang Yiyu's most important thing is his image."
"So I said I would go, but he didn't go."
"Who is he to you? What is your relationship with him?"
"couple……"
"Yeah, husband and wife, do you really think that if you beat up Zhou Han and then take the blame yourself, Jiang Yiyu won't be implicated? Song Shengsheng, you two are registered on the same household registration, a legal couple. In this internet age, there's nothing you can't find out. Do you think your recklessness and loyalty will stain Jiang Yiyu's life and reputation? Don't you think his family of origin has enough problems? You're always thinking about one thing after another. You've read so many books, you've become stupid."
Song Shengsheng was deflated. "So, what should I do? I definitely can't let that scumbag Zhou Han have it easy!"
Song Ming winked at Jiang Yiyu, who understood and gently put his arm around her shoulders, saying, "Don't worry too much about this. With your brother and I here, we'll definitely not let Zhou Han have an easy time. What you need to do now is to spend more time with Su Bei and comfort her. Don't let her completely lose faith in love because of a scumbag."
Song Ming glanced at his phone, sighed, stood up and said, "Okay, it's almost time. Mom and Dad said we should pack up and go to the hotel with our grandparents."
"Uncle Jiang, Zhao Rong, and Brother Yi Yu's uncle will also be here later, right?" Song Shengsheng looked up at Song Ming.
Song Ming put his phone into his pocket and hummed, "It's a family dinner after all." He looked at Jiang Yiyu meaningfully, then picked up the black coat draped over the back of the chair and said, "I'll go arrange a car first. You two should pack up and come down quickly." After that, he turned around, took long steps, and strode out of the study.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, in a private room of the Century Hotel, Song Shengsheng sat on a chair, supporting his head with his hands, listening to the elders around him chatting.
Wang Jing asked Song Qing why he wanted to invite Jiang Yuan and Zhao Rong?
Song Qing looked at Grandpa Song who was sitting in the main seat and whispered, "This is what Dad meant. Dad said that no matter what, Yi Yu and Sheng Sheng have been married for so long, it is reasonable for both families to sit down and have a meal together."
"What delicious food is there? I just don't like seeing them. Yi Yu was forced to leave home by them when he was sixteen. For so many years, they never cared about him. Now that my son has grown up, married, and made a name for himself, they're starting to miss him. And I hate Yi Yu's uncle Li Yun even more. Oh my goodness, today is Shengsheng's birthday, and all I see are nasty people..."
Song Shengsheng looked at Jiang Yiyu, who was sitting on the other side of him and chatting with Song Ming, with some concern, and sighed silently.
After a while, the door of the box opened, and Jiang Yuan, Zhao Rong and Jiang Yicheng arrived first, led by the waiter.
Song Shengsheng didn't want to get up to greet them, but seeing Song Qing and Wang Jing standing up, and Jiang Yiyu not sitting down, she had to keep smiling reluctantly, stood up and greeted Jiang Yuan and Zhao Rong politely, and then took the birthday present from Jiang Yicheng.
Zhao Rong was wearing a light blue cheongsam today. The pendant around her neck was the same one that Song Shengsheng saw her wearing when she went to Jiang's house. Zhao Rong, not knowing whether intentionally or unintentionally, gently stroked the jade pendant with her hand and glanced at Song Shengsheng.
Song Shengsheng smiled but said nothing.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Yiyu's uncle, Li Yun, the head of the Li family, also arrived. It was the first time that Song Shengsheng saw Li Yun. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties, well-maintained, tall, good-looking, and had a good temperament. He was quite similar to Jiang Yiyu's mother, Li Chu, but his eyes revealed the ruthlessness of a superior, unlike Li Chu's always gentle look.
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