Chapter 226 Send her to Africa! Never see her again!
Song Weiwei stood there with a grim expression, watching Fu Yanshen defend Xia Mian.
Her heart was breaking, a suffocating pain welling up inside her.
Madam Song quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Chief Fu, what are you saying? We...we just felt that spending more than seven million in one day was too extravagant and wasteful...so we just wanted to remind Miss Xia."
"We didn't mean anything by it, Chief Fu, you've misunderstood us."
A chilling murderous intent flashed in Fu Yanshen's eyes. Song Weiwei, frightened, grabbed Madam Song's arm and hid behind her. "Mom, let's go..."
As she spoke, her eyes even reddened.
"I know Xia hates me, so let's not get in each other's way here!"
Fu Yanshen raised his cold, dark eyes. "The Fu family's shopping mall does not welcome you."
The manager immediately and tactfully approached Song Weiwei and her mother, saying, "I'm sorry, you two have been blocked. Please leave as soon as possible."
"Blocked?" Mrs. Song shrieked. "Why? We are consumers, we are God!"
It's important to know that many of the shopping malls under the Fu Group are not only big brands, but some brands have also signed contracts with the Fu Group and are exclusively supplied by the Fu Group!
We don't open counters in other shopping malls!
If the mother and daughter cannot shop at shopping malls under the Fu Group, where will Song Weiwei buy bags, haute couture dresses, and other items to impress others?
Do we have to travel abroad to buy things for others every time?
Song Weiwei looked at Fu Yanshen with a pale face, "Chief Fu... I don't know what my mother and I did to offend Xia, why are you targeting us like this!"
"The Fu family and the Song family have always had a cooperative relationship, between us..."
Fu Yanshen sneered. He was already being exceptionally lenient by not taking his anger out on the entire Song family.
"It seems Miss Song won't shed a tear until she sees the coffin."
Mrs. Song's phone suddenly rang. When she saw that the caller ID showed it was Mr. Song, she was startled and immediately answered it.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Grandpa Song's angry roar came from the other end of the phone, "Get back here right now, you disgraceful thing!"
"Drag that idiot Song Weiwei back here!"
"I'm so angry!"
Mrs. Song looked completely bewildered, not understanding why Mr. Song had suddenly become so angry.
She tried to calm Grandpa Song down, "Dad... what happened? What did Weiwei do to make you so angry?"
"She knows what she did! Get back here right now!" Old Master Song cursed through gritted teeth. "And you, spoiling a child is like killing a child! You'd better watch yourself!"
Mrs. Song stared in shock at her phone that had been hung up on, then grabbed Song Weiwei and rushed out, saying, "Hurry home, your grandfather has gone crazy for some reason..."
Xia Mian watched the mother and daughter's hurried figures disappear before turning her gaze away and looking at Fu Yanshen with a light smile.
His tone was cunning, "Tell me the truth! Did you do something?"
Fu Yanshen wrapped his long arm around her and pulled her into his embrace.
He gently brushed his chin against the top of her head. "I was just helping you vent your anger."
He still remembers the grudge of his suit being ruined at the school anniversary gala!
The Song Group and the Fu Group are indeed deeply intertwined, with their interests closely linked.
However… this time the Song Group suffered heavy losses, not only losing some contracts with the United States, but also Song Weiwei…
Oh!
Anyway, the Song family has many daughters.
"Tell me quickly!" Xia Mian was extremely curious.
"I'll tell you tonight." Fu Yanshen's voice was hoarse, his dark eyes fixed on Xia Mian's pretty face.
If Shen Yingshuang weren't here, he really wanted to kiss her! To kiss her fiercely!
"Hmph! Fine, don't talk about it then." Xia Mian pushed him away and grabbed Chen Yingshuang's hand. "Mom, let's go shopping! Let's ignore him!"
Song Family Villa.
As soon as the Song family mother and daughter entered the door, they were forced to kneel in front of Old Master Song by the butler and several servants.
Sitting at the head of the table, Old Master Song's face was taut with the weariness of time, and his weathered eyes were filled with hatred.
"idiot!"
He slammed his cane down hard on Song Weiwei's back. Song Weiwei cried out in pain and collapsed to her knees, her back burning with pain.
Upon seeing this, Madam Song was so frightened that she immediately hugged her daughter and trembled.
Tears welled up in her eyes. "Dad! What are you doing! Weiwei is so young, how could you hit her so hard?"
"Hmph!" Old Master Song was still not satisfied. "She knows what she did!"
"Grandpa, I don't understand... Did Song Tianxue tell on me? She's always disliked me..." Song Weiwei also started crying. "She must have been badmouthing me behind my back, right?"
"This has nothing to do with me. Don't make me take the blame for what you did." Song Tianxue had just returned from outside when she saw Song Weiwei being beaten.
She curled her lips into a smile and walked up to Song Weiwei. "You should think carefully about what you've done!"
"I didn't do anything!" Song Weiwei retorted angrily.
Until Grandpa Song threw a stack of photos at the mother and daughter's faces.
"See for yourself! Look at what you've done! Of all the people you could offend, you had to offend Xia Mian."
"Don't you know that Fu Yanshen is completely infatuated with that little bitch?"
"He's avenging Xia Mian! He's demanding you be severely punished!"
"Song Weiwei, you idiot! You chased after Fu Yanshen all the way to the army base and he still didn't think highly of you. Now he wants to punish you!"
"Excellent, truly excellent!"
Song Weiwei felt dizzy; the school anniversary celebration had been over for so long…
It happened right after the start of the semester; she'd completely forgotten about it!
How come things have been exposed now?
how so?
She stared at the photos in front of her, all of them showing her secretly cutting up Xia Mian's dress with scissors.
"Grandpa, Grandpa... please let me go."
Song Weiwei crawled to Grandpa Song's feet and grabbed his trouser leg. "Grandpa, I promise I will be obedient from now on. I will never provoke Xia Mian again."
"Too late!" Old Master Song was furious at the thought of the significant losses his Song Group had suffered, and he wished he could strangle his foolish granddaughter!
His face darkened. "The plane ticket is already bought. You're going to study in Africa now. Get the hell out of here!"
"Where? Africa?" Song Weiwei looked at him with teary eyes. "No, I don't want to go! I don't want to go!"
Africa is not only barren, but also very underdeveloped.
The climate is also harsh. Sending her to Africa would be no different from being exiled.
"You should be glad I didn't bury you alive!" Old Master Song kicked her hard. "Get out of here! Fu Yanshen doesn't want you to appear in front of Xia Mian again!"
"No... Mom, Mom! I don't want to go to Africa!" Song Weiwei tugged at Madam Song's sleeve again. "Mom! I don't want to go..."
"Dad, aren't you sending Weiwei to her death? There's still war in Africa, Dad! Please, spare Weiwei..." Madam Song's heart ached terribly.
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