MTL - Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat-Chapter 227 too many crimes

  Chapter 227 Too many crimes

  It was night, a few stars in the dark night sky dotted with a flickering cold moon, the night was thick, and the north wind was blowing, and a burst of dryness and coldness hit.

Song Wu had a meeting at the company for a day. He dragged his tired body into the house. As soon as he entered the door, Mrs. Song stepped forward to serve her, handing slippers and undressing. She has been married to Song Wu for so many years , these aspects can be said to be done extremely well.

  During the winter days, the days are getting shorter, and the Song family's dinner is always served early. After Song Wu drank a cup of tea, the servants prepared the meal, which was as rich as usual.

   "Where are Yuting and Zhixing?" Song Wu sat at the dining table and looked at the people beside him.

   "Miss said she had no appetite and didn't want to eat. As for the young master, he was dealing with matters in the study and said he would come down later." Yongren lowered his head and whispered.

  Song Wu patted the table, and said in a rough voice: "The whole family doesn't eat together. If you want to say something, go and call them down."

  Anyway, at least his decision is clear now, because this is the last dinner their family will sit together.

   After a while, Song Yuting and Song Zhixing went downstairs together, with their eyes downcast, showing no expressions.

  When everyone is ready, dinner can be served. Everyone eats food silently with their own thoughts, without saying a word. This has always been the Song family's rule.

Song Wu disliked that he was born in the countryside, so as soon as he became prosperous, he followed the example of the aristocrats of other families and asked the whole family not to eat or sleep. Mrs. Song and Song Yuting were afraid of his majesty, and Song Zhixing simply didn't want to talk to him. After all, the relationship between father and son is weak, what can we say?

  But tonight he broke this rule rarely, and called Song Wu "Dad" in a slightly stiff voice.

   "What's the matter?" Song Wu's tone was a little impatient. This son didn't know when he was not close to him. Every time he saw him, it was like seeing an enemy.

  Besides that, he is rebellious, he doesn’t learn if he is good, he hangs out with the outsiders every day, and he was chosen to major in economics and finance in college. After four years of study, he didn’t learn anything. In short, it gave him a headache.

Song Zhixing took a deep breath, retracted his fingers, and finally couldn't help asking what he had been wanting to ask: "Dad...you...you left me and my seriously ill mother in order to seek wealth, Do you have any regrets in your heart now?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the table put down their chopsticks, and the living room was quiet, because Song Wu didn't like people to mention his past.

   Sure enough, there was a few seconds of silence in the air, and Song Wu asked with a stiff face: "Why are you mentioning this? Is it because the days are not good now?"

His ex-wife was chosen by his old father. The girls from the next village are not very good-looking and well-educated, but they are hardworking and honest. He neither hates nor likes them, but men, deep down in his heart, I still like delicate and beautiful beauties.

  She died of illness, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, and when he got rich later, he seldom thought of her, and even her appearance was vague in his mind.

   Heh, Song Zhixing hooked the corners of his lips, and laughed at himself. He closed his fingers a little bit. What is he still expecting? This man only has power and status in his eyes, and has no place for their mother and child at all.

He doesn't regret what he did today at all. It was because he was ruthless and ungrateful first, and he took a step back and said that even without him, Second Master Xie would be able to find out all the nasty things he did behind his back in a few days. Clearly, if you want to blame, blame him for committing too many crimes in his daily life.

  Because of Song Zhixing's words, the atmosphere in the hall became more solemn and condensed.

At this moment, the butler of the Song family ran in in a panic. He broke out in a cold sweat and said out of breath, "Mr. Song, something is wrong. Many police cars parked at the gate of our villa, and they all surrounded us." Woke up."

   "Police car?" Song Wu was startled, and stood up abruptly.

  The next second, he didn't know what to think, and shot his sharp eyes at Song Yuting: "You rebellious girl, did you get into some trouble again?"

  Song Yuting was completely shocked. As soon as she heard these two words, she thought of the nightmare of last night.

   Thanks to the fairies who sent red beans and tickets today, I love you~

  (end of this chapter)