Song Yiyi has been sending people to keep an eye on the situation at the Song residence.
They didn't see the old butler at all.
It is certain that the old butler really met with an accident.
However, Song Biao never sent anyone to take the old housekeeper's body out, which means that the body was buried in the old house.
If someone could be invited in and was skilled in mystical arts, they would definitely be able to find the body.
Now, with a life already saved and Mr. Song’s case at stake, Song Biao will surely be brought to justice.
But who can enter the Song residence?
The Song sisters had lived with the Song family for more than ten or twenty years, but they rarely saw the Song family bring invited guests into the Song residence. They always went to the manor for banquets, so it was difficult to find suitable candidates.
And it probably wouldn't be possible to enter by pretending to be a staff member like Yang Xieyu did, because the defense of the Song residence is now more stringent.
If discovered, it will only alert the enemy.
Song Yiyi narrowed her eyes.
I thought of Uncle Song and Mr. Yi.
On the Song family's headmaster's side, Song Yiyi also sent people to follow up.
I didn't dare to take the risk of getting close because I was worried that some of them might be Song Biao's men.
Now, after a period of investigation, Song Yiyi felt that the oldest one was a neutral person, while one of them had close contacts with Song Biao's subordinates.
As for the others, it is hard to tell their true or false for the time being.
However, except for the two who were excluded, the others, seeing the huge foundation of the Song family, must have their own ulterior motives and wanted to turn their own lineage into the main branch of the Song family.
Therefore, she can try to meet with them and discuss cooperation matters.
Then he created trouble for the child in Song Biao's lover's belly, forcing them to enter the Song residence again to attack. At the same time, he searched for the body of the old housekeeper.
Finding the old housekeeper's body would not only bring Song Biao to justice, but also allow the old housekeeper to rest in peace. This would also be a way to repay the old housekeeper for helping them.
As for Mr. Yi, he has to be kept as a backup.
If Song Biao still escapes in this matter, he will definitely cut off the source of the problem and may arrange a meeting with President Yi in order to speed up his own plan.
Song Yiyi pondered for a long time and began to give orders.
......
A few days later, Song Yang's kindergarten will be conducting a study tour outside Beijing.
night.
Song Yang's nanny is packing his luggage.
Song Biao walked in from outside with dark eyes.
Song Yang's originally relaxed expression suddenly tensed up the moment he saw him.
"Tsk, what a coward, you're worthy of being the son of a scumbag. Even elite education can't save you."
Song Biao tugged at his tie and slumped on the sofa.
These days, he not only has to deal with company matters, but also has to endure harassment from the Yuan family.
The Yuan family has the support of a well-developed media that will report their actions firsthand.
This little scoundrel Yuan Fang can really find ways to give big companies a headache.
First, they went to the Song Group and raised a banner, uploaded the video to the Internet, and then carried their mother and the hospital bed downstairs, attracting countless people's attention.
And they have good reasons.
As Yuan Yi's family, they denounced to Song Biao that the little girl was "tricked" into giving birth to eight daughters as a reward for her hard work, even though she had no merit.
In fact, these things only need to be dealt with by the security guards and will not bother Song Biao.
But when Song Biao saw the malicious speculation in the news that his relationship with Yuan Yi was because he was using Yuan Yi to pass on his family line, and that Yuan Yi was an innocent girl being deceived by a rich young man, he felt extremely angry.
These days, Song Biao often gets furious because of the news.
Several times, he wanted to use the official Weibo account of the Song family to express his sincere feelings for Yuan Yi.
Thinking of this, his face turned grim.
He glanced at Song Yang who was not far away, stretched out his hand, and said in a low voice, "Come here."
Song Yang shuddered, his eyes timid.
"What? I raised you for three years and it was all in vain? Even if I knew you weren't my biological son, I would still let you live in luxury here. Why do you treat me so badly?"
Song Biao felt dissatisfied when he saw the cowardly instigation.
Song Yang pursed his lips and tears fell from his eyes. His feet felt like they were filled with lead. He wanted to move forward but couldn't.
The nanny beside her was afraid of being blamed, so she smiled and tried to ease the atmosphere. She carried Song Yang to Song Biao and said, "Master, the young master is just not used to living without his mother. Children are always sensitive."
When Song Biao heard this, not only did he not let Song Yang go, but his words became even sharper.
"Miss your mother? Didn't the servants tell you what kind of person your mother is?" Song Biao stretched his neck and moved closer to Song Yang. "Your mother is a murderer. How can you still miss her?"
Song Yang's body kept shaking.
When he heard the word "murderer", he trembled even more violently.
A dripping sound came from the living room, gradually turning into an unstoppable flow of water like a faucet.
A strong smell of urine filled the air.
Song Yang peed.
When Song Biao saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose, but there was no smile on his face, like a crazy clown.
"Are you scared now?"
"Let me tell you, not only is your mother a murderer, but your biological father is one too. You're their child. Aren't you lucky to be able to live in a place like this? You're actually afraid of me, you ungrateful bastard!"
Song Biao turned around, leaned on the sofa, and stared at Song Yang with eyes as sharp as an eagle.
When Song Yang heard these words, his whole body trembled stiffly and rapidly.
He's surrounded by murderers...
Then, there was a loud bang in the living room, and Song Yang fell straight to the ground. His eyes rolled back and a lot of white foam came out of his mouth.
Song Yang was so scared that he had a stress reaction.
Seeing this, the nanny wanted to go forward to help but didn't dare.
Because she saw that Song Biao looked at Song Yang as if he was admiring an object, without any panic or pity, only obsessed and rampant.
This scene is really terrifying.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sweat from the nanny’s forehead flowed down to her chin.
"What? The young master is in this state, and you still don't call the family doctor over? Does he have to rely on me to give orders?" Song Biao shot him a terrifying look.
The nanny bowed and nodded, then immediately rushed out.
The family doctor rushed over and saw that Song Yang's face was purple. He knew that his throat was blocked by white foam and foreign objects. If it was a second later, his life would be in great danger.
Song Biao watched the doctors frantically administering first aid and said lightly, "If Song Xin'er was this easy to control, I wouldn't be so worried. It's true that different sperm are different. She's worthy of being mine."
Song Biao left this sentence and walked upstairs with his long legs.
Everyone present undoubtedly shuddered when they heard this.
Mr. Song is so scary without the restraint of Mr. Song.
The next day.
A plane flew to Beijing.
After arriving at a certain aristocratic kindergarten, we went to the hotel that had been booked in advance.
According to the list, Song Yang lived in the same hotel with a little boy.
Two figures, one big and one small, lived next door to their room.
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