Chapter 2377 Unacceptable

"Yueyue, you are so honest, have you hated your father over the years?" Old Master Song looked at his little daughter in front of him with a tight look.

"How could I hate you?" Song Yue forced a smile, but it was unnatural.

"It's not that you don't hate, but you don't dare to say hate."

Mr. Song shook his head and looked at his daughter with even more complicated eyes.

The old man didn't speak, and no one dared to speak. For a moment, the room was quiet and the needle could be heard, giving people a feeling of extreme depression.

Suddenly, the old man shouted: "Kneel down!"

"ah?"

Song Yue looked at his father, whose face suddenly turned extremely gloomy, and did not react.

But the old man's roar scared Uncle Song's second brother to stand up.

"I'll tell you to kneel down."

Old Song looked at his daughter with a tight look. This time he didn't have a loud voice, but he had an invisible majesty and oppression.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Song Yueqiang said with a smile.

"Kneel down!"

Mr. Song shouted again.

"Gudong!"

This time, Song Yue did not hesitate, knelt on the ground with a gurgle, and her face became very ugly. At this moment, she vaguely guessed something, but her whole heart was suffocated...

"Song Yue, I know you hate me. You have always hated me in your heart over the years."

The old man looked down at his daughter kneeling in front of him with a complicated expression: "Dad has always felt guilty about you in recent years, so he let it go to you. Even when you divorced Jianzhou, I turned a blind eye and scolded Jianzhou because I feel sorry for you, but..."

When Mr. Song said this, he suddenly stopped and his breathing became rapid...

"dad"

Song Yue looked up at her father, her pretty face obviously looked a little ugly...

"Don't call me dad, the Song family doesn't have a daughter like you, cough cough..." Mr. Song suddenly started coughing violently.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Song and his brothers quickly walked up, but they didn't dare to comfort him, so they could only look at the old man with concern.

After coughing for a while, Mr. Song recovered and looked at his daughter's panicked face with grief: "Song Yue, do you think your father is old and know nothing?"

"I"

Mr. Song interrupted Song Yue's explanation and said sadly: "I have heard people tell you about the matter between you and the boy from the Meng family, but I don't believe it, nor can I believe it. How can my daughter of the Song family be such a person?"

Song Yue's face was completely pale, her pretty face was pale, and there was no blood. Her premonition turned into reality, which made her panic.

"But I still pretended not to know, and even scolded the rumored person. Do you know why?"

"?" Song Yue was confused.

"Because I can't accept it, the Song family can't afford to lose this person. Moreover, I always feel ashamed of you. If you really fall in love with me, I will think that I am blind and deaf, and I will think that I don't know, let me go."

When Mr. Song said this, he suddenly smiled bitterly and looked at Song Yue: "But you shouldn't use the energy of the Song family to help him do whatever he wants."

"" Song Yue didn't dare to say a word, it could be said that she was so scared that she didn't dare to say anything.

"Forty-seven great soldiers, they died in vain because of your nonsense. Haha, who do you think you are worthy?" Old Song sighed.

"What? What are the forty-seven soldiers, are they dead?" Song Yue stared at his father with wide eyes.

"Will you not know? The forty-seven soldiers who were mobilized by you borrowed the energy of the Song family were all dead. Don't you know?" Old Song's face turned deep.

"What? Dead? They are all dead? How is this possible?" Song Yue said in a lost voice, his face becoming ugly.

"Yes, they all died, a total of forty-seven great young people lost their lives because of your own selfishness." Old Song said in a hatred.

Song Yue looked ahead with a daze, as if there was no focal length, and was shocked by the news from Mr. Song.

Suddenly, she stood up suddenly from the ground and shouted loudly, "Impossible, this is impossible, it's not like this." She was about to rush out while shouting. She wanted to question Meng Yifan, why? He just said to help him solve his worries, but he didn't say that he killed people, and that was all killed. That was the direct power of the Song family, and they all killed them like this?

What does Meng Yifan want to do? How could he do this? Could it be that he just uses himself?

Song Yue couldn't accept this fact.

"Stop, you are not allowed to go anywhere now!"

Mr. Song shouted in a deep voice.

Song Yue's figure suddenly paused, turned around, and looked at Old Song desolately: "Dad, I know I was wrong. How do you punish me?"

"Punish you? How do you think I should punish you?" Mr. Song asked, then gritted his teeth: "Dragon, interrupt Song Yue one leg and locked him in the woodshed. Without my permission, I will never come out in my life, let alone meet anyone."

In a word, not only Song Yue was scared, but also Song Er Uncle was scared.

"dad"

"Do you want me to do it yourself?" Old Song looked straight into Uncle Song Er's eyes.

"No, I dare not!"

Uncle Song was so scared that he shook his head quickly. Now the fool could see the old man's anger and even lost control. After hesitating, he finally walked towards Song Yue with a tough bullet.

"Second brother, you do it." Looking at the second brother who was walking up, Song Yue didn't dodge and just waited quietly.

"Little sister, I'm sorry"

Uncle Song gritted his teeth and suddenly kicked the next moment. He vaguely heard a "crack" on his body, and actually kicked Song Yue's calf bone...

"kindness"

Song Yue staggered on the ground, but he was stubborn and did not scream, but only let out a painful hum, and his face suddenly became unlucky...

"Take her down and lock her up from now on. No one is allowed to see her without my permission. Even if the father and son of Jianzhou come, he would not be able to do so." Old Song was angry and shouted loudly.

Uncle Song Er dared not hesitate, picked up Song Yue and walked out quickly. The room was left with the still angry old man and Song Tianhai, the eldest son of the Song family.

After being silent for a long time, Song Tianhai said carefully: "Dad, don't be too angry, so as not to hurt your body."

"Will anyone care about my old man's body now?" Old Song looked at the eldest son in front of him, and his expression turned out to be vicissitudes, as if he had grown ten years old in an instant.

Song Tianhai looked at his old father worriedly, thought about his words before continuing: "Actually, she was also confused for a while, she..."

"For a moment of confusion?"

Old Song said coldly, interrupting his son's words: "She is so old, why can she be confused for a moment? He is fascinated by others..."

Song Tianhai dared not refute.

"You're just back and check it out for me. I want to know how she got along with the Meng boy?" Old Song suddenly said, his eyes deep.

"But……"

Song Tianhai hesitated for a while. With the energy of the Song family, he could not hide any secrets as long as he wanted to investigate, but that would completely expose the little sister's privacy.

"If I ask you to check, just check it. I suspect that the Meng family boy has other purposes to get close to Yueyue..." Old Song said, two cold rays of light shot out from his eyes.

"I understand." Song Tianhai was stunned, then understood...

"Little sister, don't be cruel to the second brother. Second brother had no choice just now. If you don't attack you, the old man's actions will be even more serious!"

In a very simple room, Song Er Uncle Song Tianhe was carefully helping his younger sister Song Yue wrap bandages around his ankle. The foot just now seemed exaggerated, but in fact it did not really break the bones. It just used clever force to form a bone misalignment, so it made such a scary sound.

This is his own sister, and Uncle Song Er can't get over that ruthless move.

Even so, the pain of bone dislocation is not something that ordinary people can bear. At least Song Yue will not think about walking in the ground for a short period of time.

As for what Mr. Song mentioned, where to burn the woodshed here, but Uncle Song did not dare to go against the old man's wishes, so he found a simple room.

"I understand, why would I blame you?" Song Yue forced a smile.

Uncle Song nodded and helped his sister bandage the wound on his foot. Then he stood up, but he didn't leave. Instead, he walked to the door and looked outside, and walked back.

Song Yue looked at the second brother who had returned.

"What's going on with you and Meng Yifan?" Uncle Song asked in a deep voice, very direct, and his eyes were staring at Song Yue's gaze.

"What's going on?" Song Yue pretended to be stupid.

"Stop pretending. The old man has told me and my elder brother about you two. Even if you go to check in a hotel, you can clearly see when you leave. You should know the old man's energy. As long as he wants to know, it is impossible to hide what he wants to hide." Uncle Song Er sighed.

Song Yue's face turned pale, and he bit his lip and said, "Since you all know, why are you still asking for this?"

"I don't understand, are you really falling in love with that Meng Yifan? Or is it because of the rebellious feeling in your heart." Uncle Song Er's eyes were complicated: "No matter what the reason, you did too much this time. That would be forty-seven lives, just because of you..."

Song Yue bit her lips tightly, without making a sound.

"You should reflect on yourself. I'll go back first so that the old man won't get angry anymore." Uncle Song sighed and turned around and walked out.

"Second brother, now in your heart, am I a bad woman who can do the best in your husband?" Song Yue suddenly asked behind.

Uncle Song turned his head, smiled slightly, and shook his head and said, "No, in my heart, you will always be that little girl who never grows up, a simple and cute little girl."

"Is that true?" Song Yue smiled bitterly, looking ugly, and then said, "If I said, I really don't know what happened to the death of those forty-seven people, would you believe it?"

"I believe it."

Uncle Song nodded, without any hesitation, and then turned around and walked out...

Looking at the slowly closed door, Song Yue's face became gloomy, and a feeling of grief appeared on her face and eyes, as well as confusion and disbelief, why Meng Yifan wanted to kill those people, what was his purpose? Is he just a chess piece to use in her heart...

This thought stimulated Song Yue's heart like a needle, making her unable to accept it...

A little delay, apologize! My butt hurts very much. I just asked an expert for massage and said it was sciatic nerves. I didn't understand. Finally, I asked a few hundred yuan for bone correction. It still hurts now. I really suspect that my money has been wasted. My butt on my left is sore. I said that it's occupational disease. I'm so happy. Can I still ask me not to sit in front of the computer in the future? I'm just kidding!

The next chapter will not be delayed, and today I am in good condition. I have written two chapters. Haha, I will be preparing to update tomorrow. The specific chapter is uncertain, at least two updates. If there are many red envelopes for everyone, Xing'er will try it out and continue to add more updates! How is it like a swelling, are you good?
Chapter completed!