ushernet Chapter 214 Fake Gold She's Mentally Ill (4)
Chapter 214 Fake Gold She's Mentally Ill (4)
Song Huaisheng does indeed have a girlfriend, who is someone he met online.
We've been dating for over a year, and we haven't even exchanged a single photo or voice message.
Su Dingding often joked that the other person was a grown man, but Song Huaisheng was certain that it was a girl.
They got along very well. While Song Huaisheng was holding his phone and grinning foolishly, Su Dingding had Gangzi investigate and found that the other party was not only a girl, but also a graduate student who had skipped a grade.
She is good-looking, has good character, and is ambitious, but her family is not well-off. Her mother passed away, and her father is seriously ill.
So, in order to get closer to her, Su Dingding secretly contacted the school and anonymously donated a large sum of money to help her through the difficult time.
When the topic of his girlfriend came up, Song Huaisheng was a little embarrassed.
“I’m doing fine with her, but I have to go on a business trip for the next few days. You stay home and take care of yourself.” Song Huaisheng planned to go back to China.
"Where are you going? Why can't you take me with you? I'm not going to make it home alone, I'll starve." Su Dingding said pitifully, trying to be cute.
Song Huaisheng looked at her speechlessly, "How about I hang a big pancake around your neck when I leave?"
“If I finish eating in front of you and no one helps me turn around, I’ll still starve to death.” Su Dingding crawled up to Song Huaisheng like a maggot and looked up at him.
Song Huaisheng had no choice but to take her with him.
The brother and sister got off the plane and glided forward on their suitcases.
"Third Brother, why do we need to go home?" Su Dingding asked.
"I've already booked a hotel. I'll go back and check it out. You go to the hotel," Song Huaisheng instructed.
Su Dingding didn't say anything, but she certainly wouldn't miss out on watching the excitement.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Su Dingding got out of the car, and Song Huaisheng gave her a few instructions before leaving.
Su Dingding then hailed a taxi and chased after them.
Song Family Villa.
A small banquet is being held today for Song Zhenting's sixtieth birthday.
If we hadn't heard that the eldest son of the Qin family was coming, there wouldn't have been so many guests.
Now, Qin Shaoqing has undergone plastic surgery and is a handsome man over 1.8 meters tall, exuding nobility in every gesture.
Most importantly, he was not only rich, but also a graduate of a prestigious university, very talented, and owned a film and television company. Song Yurou was completely infatuated with him and liked him very much.
Song Zhenting humbly offered a toast to Qin Shaoqing, saying, "Young Master Qin, rest assured, we will find Yihuan as soon as possible."
"You said the same thing last time, how fast do you mean by 'as soon as possible'? I need an exact time!" Qin Shaoqing was clearly unhappy.
He has been sending people to search for him, but there has been no news.
After Song Yihuan ran away from the mental hospital, she vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated into thin air.
“She should be with our third son right now,” Song Zhenting said ingratiatingly. “We’ve already found out which country she’s in, but we’ll need a little more time to pinpoint her exact location.”
Qin Shaoqing looked at Song Zhenting with disgust. If he didn't want to have more resources to find Song Yihuan, he wouldn't bother talking to him.
At this moment, Song Huaisheng, who had specially changed into clothes from a cheap street vendor, came in. He casually picked up a glass of red wine and walked towards Song Zhenting.
Happy birthday, Dad!
When Song Zhenting saw him, he was stunned at first, and it took him a long time to recognize that it was Song Huaisheng.
"Third brother..." Song Zhenting excitedly pulled him in front of Qin Shaoqing, "Quickly tell Young Master Qin where Song Yihuan is?"
Song Huaisheng had thought about many things his father would say to him as his first words, but he never expected it to be this.
He's fallen so low, yet he doesn't even feel sorry for him.
"What are you standing there for? Speak up!" Song Huaisheng's mother, Lin Yazhi, also came over.
"Is Song Yihuan with you?" Qin Shaoqing asked.
Song Huaisheng calmed himself down and resumed his carefree and nonchalant demeanor.
“I owe a lot of money. If I don’t pay it back, they’ll beat me to death. I’m back to collect my debts,” he said, holding out his hand and looking at Song Zhenting. “Two million!”
As a result, Song Zhenting slapped him across the face.
"You useless beast, you dare to come back with so much debt? Why don't you just die out there?"
"Huaisheng, is Yihuan with you or not?"
Song Huaisheng took a step back and smiled.
These are his biological parents; they only ever care about their own interests.
Song Yurou also came over. "The two of them are not related by blood. Back then, they didn't just run away from home, they eloped. In the past three years, Song Yihuan has probably had two children by now."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Huaisheng slapped her.
"Song Yurou, how could you slander Yihuan like that? She's your little sister who grew up with you!"
Before Song Yurou could react, Qin Shaoqing slapped her as well.
"Song Yurou, no matter what, Song Yihuan is the woman I've set my sights on. You'd better watch your mouth!"
"You guys!" Song Yurou angrily covered both sides of her face and started crying.
"Huaisheng, how could you hit your sister!"
Song Jichen and Song Yuzheng both stepped forward.
One of them became a doctor, and the other entered the entertainment industry; neither of them went into business.
If the company's situation improves in the future, it will be handed over to Song Yurou to inherit, since she is their only younger sister.
"Shut up, all of you!" Song Zhenting glared at them, then looked at Song Huaisheng again. "I'll ask you one more time, where is Song Yihuan?"
Who's looking for me?
Su Dingding's voice came in.
Unlike Song Huaisheng, she was dressed much more luxuriously, but she was in a wheelchair and someone was pushing her from behind.
"Yi Huan?" Song Huaisheng was terrified when he saw her in a wheelchair and rushed over.
"Third Brother, I'm fine." Su Dingding winked and smiled.
"You are Yi Huan!" Qin Shaoqing walked over and looked her over carefully, trying to find a trace of her from his childhood memories.
It's definitely her, she's just a little fairer, but she looks better now.
"Who is this handsome guy?" Su Dingding asked knowingly.
"I'm Qin Shaoqing, do you remember me? In kindergarten, they said I was ugly and wouldn't play with me. Only you stayed with me and secretly brought me snacks. Do you remember?" Qin Shaoqing was a little excited.
"They say girls change a lot as they grow up, but I never thought boys would change a lot too. The ugly boy has turned into a handsome guy!" Su Dingding joked.
"Yi Huan, how dare you speak to Young Master Qin like that!" Song Zhenting scolded in a low voice.
Qin Shaoqing's face immediately turned cold. "President Song, Yi Huan is not your biological daughter. Please watch your attitude!"
Song Zhenting was somewhat embarrassed, but at least Song Yihuan was back. As long as the marriage with the Qin family went smoothly, the Song family would be saved.
Su Dingding glanced at Song Huaisheng's face casually, "Third Brother, what happened to your face?"
Song Huaisheng remained silent, but Qin Shaoqing took the initiative to complain, "He was beaten by his father. Should I beat him back?"
"No need..." Su Dingding said in a low voice, then suddenly stood up and slapped Song Zhenting several times.
"Song Yihuan, how could you hit Dad?" Song Yurou shouted angrily.
"He's your dad, not mine. My real dad's probably somewhere out there," Su Dingding yelled, glaring at him. "So what if I hit him? Who told him to hit my third brother? Forget about him, I'll fight anyone who hits my third brother. Anyway, I'm mentally ill, I can kill people without breaking the law. Come on, let's all die together, nobody's going to live. I'll burn this house down!"