You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2727: Besieged on all sides and be surrounded by enemies


After calling the police, the matter became a big one, and it was known that Song Yingbai let Wang Junyan like to be a father, and asked Wang Junyan to help them raise their children for so long. After the Wang family went bankrupt, they also took in Wang Junyan's ex-wife and that Children, their Song family's reputation is completely stinky.

The Wang family smashed the Song family into a mess.

Then someone came forward to discuss terms with Father Song.

Song's father was forced to leave things alone, and agreed to pay for Wang Junyan 10 million yuan, in order to calm the Wang family's anger.

The two parties signed an agreement that the Song family should compensate the Wang family ten million yuan.

The Wang family has been sitting in the living room of the Song family with a big horse and a knife. They did not sign the agreement until they got the money, and left with the guy in their hand.

When the Wang family left, Father Song looked at the mess in the room, kicked Mother Song **** the stomach, kicked her to the ground, and kicked and kicked: "Why did Laozi marry you such a bad guy? Brainless thing! You idiot, idiot!"

If she hadn't brought Du Qingmiao and Wang Xu into the Song family, the Wang family would not have known that Wang Xu was Song Yingbai's son.

The Wang family won't come to the door.

He wouldn't swallow his anger and let the Wang family extort him.

He's never been so embarrassed and embarrassed in his life!

Actually, the culprit in this incident was Song Yingbai.

If Song Yingbai hadn't had an affair with Du Qingmiao overnight and gave birth to Wang Xu, naturally what happened today would not have happened.

Sang Xiaxia will not leave the Song family because of Du Qingmiao and Wang Xu.

The Song family is not in danger of going out of business now.

But Father Song couldn't bear to blame his son, not to mention that he had to rely on his son to support him when he got old, so he vented all his anger on Mother Song.

Song mother was kicked and screamed again and again, holding her head and asking Song Yingbai for help: "Yingbai, save mother! Yingbai..."

Song Yingbai looked at her wearily and was determined to save her, but he was too heavy to take a step.

He is tired.

Originally, he was a man of high spirits.

However, all of a sudden, he became embattled and the enemy was on his back.

If one is not handled well, the Song family will go bankrupt, and he will be ruined and left with nothing.

It was his mother who caused all this.

If his mother hadn't brought Du Qingmiao and Wang Xu into the door of the Song family, pressed Sang Xiaxia's head, and insisted that Sang Xiaxia accept Wang Xu, he would still be living his high-spirited life before, what's the matter? There will be none.

Obviously have a good life, but have to die.

He is tired.

He's really tired.

Watching his mother bleed from the nose and mouth of his father's kick, he sighed, turned and walked upstairs.

He's so exhausted that he can't handle much more.

The top priority is to save Sang Xiaxia's heart.

He had to quickly think of a way to make Sang Xiaxia change her mind and come back to him.

*

Afternoon.

Carving time.

Ye Xingbei woke up and found the little sapling kneeling beside her, looking at her with a smile.

She opened her eyes diligently, looked at the time, took the sapling into her arms, and pinched his tender cheeks: "School is over?"

"Yeah!" The little sapling snuggled into her arms intimately, "Mom, are you awake? You can sleep well!"

"Mom is sleepy," Ye Xingbei smiled lazily and stroked his little spine, "Why are you lying here if you don't go to play?"

"I miss Mommy, I'll come to see Mommy." The little guy's mouth is sweet.

Ye Xingbei smiled and kissed him: "What else?"

"Anything else?" The little sapling hugged her neck and acted like a spoiled child: "Also, the little tree wants to ask her mother, where did we go on New Year's Day?"

Ye Xingbei gave him an expression I knew, "Where do you want to go?"


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