Ma'am, she ran away with seven cute babies

"Grandma, there's no need, I've already brought her back." Song Huai's voice sounded as soon as Mrs. Song finished speaking.

He appeared in the Song family's living room.

At the same time, there was Song Yuyu with her neck scrunched up and her face dejected.

When she was in Mangshi, Song Huai asked her to take the initiative to admit her mistakes to Mrs. Song, so there might be a chance of survival.

No matter how hard old Mrs. Song was, she couldn't really beat Song Yuyu to death.

If she avoids the matter and refuses to admit it, Mrs. Song may be even more angry.

After talking back and forth, Song Yuyu came back with Song Huai with a reluctant hairstyle.

Seeing the state of the three trials, Song Yuyu immediately wanted to back down.

But Mrs. Song's eyes were like a knife hanging around her neck, which would not fall down, it looked extremely terrifying.

Hesitatingly walking in front of Mrs. Song, Song Yuyu was so nervous that her hands were entangled together: "Grandma..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped in the face by Song Jiaming.

"You bitch! How did I tell you before you left! You can still act like a monster after you stop your card! I think you are really lawless!"

Song Yuyu wasn't as hysterical as she was when she was beaten the first time. She covered her face and didn't even have the courage to look up.

Attracting so many people's attention, Song Yuyu also understood the importance of the matter.

She dared not show any expression.

I was afraid that sending Jia Ming would really kill me on the spot.

Picking up the teacup at the side, Mrs. Song took a sip of the tea.

She gently put the cup on the table, looked up at Song Yuyu, and said coldly, "You are the one who lured Wang Qian to sell the documents of the venture capital group?"

The old lady Song deserves to be able to manage the Song family well when she was young.

Those piercing eyes immediately saw through what Song Yuyu had done.

"Yes." Song Yuyu admitted with a sob.

Song Yuyu snorted softly, and questioned Song Yuyu with sharp eyes: "Song Yuyu, is human life worthless to you? Don't you feel guilty for pushing Wang Qian into prison?"

Song Yuyu buried her head deeply, not daring to speak.

"Yes, Wang Qian is greedy. She calculated that the company would fail and wanted revenge. She is not a very good person, but if you don't contribute to the flames, maybe when she is hit, she will shrink back and go to other companies to find a job."

"Instead of wasting a good life in prison, Zhen Zhen was killed, and I had a few chances with Wang Qian, but it turned out that you were fine, as if he didn't die fast enough, and fueled the fire by the side, I don't care what your personality is , You have used all means for your ends, and you have lost your morality and fundamentals, so what can you say?"

It was rare for Mrs. Song to talk so much to Song Yuyu.

Every word that comes out is heart-wrenching.

The old lady Song didn't yell at Song Yuyu, but made sense in every sentence, so that the third lady didn't know where to start when she wanted to say a few words.

The group of people stood there in a daze, waiting for Mrs. Song to make the final judgment.

Seeing that Song Yuyu still didn't speak, she was like a defeated rooster, without the vigor she used to have, and the old lady Song said directly: "Send Song Yuyu abroad! Let her go abroad for further studies, and come back when she understands the ways of the world."

The third lady couldn't hear it.

She took Song Yuyu's hand and knelt in front of Mrs. Song.

"Mom, Jiaming and I have only one child, and Yuyu is a girl. What should you do if you let her be a girl when you go to a place where you don't know her?"

"The reason is that if you can't manage your children well in China, then go abroad together. I've given you time." Mrs. Song insisted on the same thing, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

"Mom, I have been married to the Song family for so many years, and I have worked hard even if I don't have any credit. Just for my sake, give Yuyu a chance. We will discipline her well in the future." After speaking, the third lady looked at her. Song Jiaming pulled him along to intercede: "Jiaming, speak up, Yuyu is your daughter, and the country is so chaotic, how can you bear to let her suffer?"

Song Jiaming kept silent.

He felt that the old lady's decision was right.

Only after letting Song Yuyu go out to suffer and understand the suffering of life can she understand how wrong she is.

The third wife couldn't persuade her husband, so she took Song Yuyu's arm and shook it: "Yuyu, talk to your grandma."

Song Yuyu brushed her hand away expressionlessly: "I am willing to go abroad, and you don't need to give me money."

Sometimes she may feel that she is too useless.

None of this counts as Lu Zhen.

Painful and regretful, but only regretting not completely defeating Lu Zhen.

Maybe she really needs to learn more, and then let Lu Zhen become her own defeat in the future.

"Okay, let's go back." Mrs. Song replied decisively.

She could see that Song Yuyu was rebellious, but so what, as long as Song Yuyu could come back alive from abroad, wouldn't she be able to do whatever she wanted?
Song Yuyu pursed her lips, turned and left.

The third lady didn't understand why things turned out like this.

One after another, it seems that it has reached the point where it cannot be recovered.

So what else?It seems like that's all there is to it.

After the mother and daughter went out, Song Jiaming followed slowly with his head down.

Mrs. Song stopped Song Jiaming: "Jiaming, stop."

Song Jiaming knew that Mrs. Song might be scolding herself again, so her body was a little stiff.

He pursed his lips, and finally turned his head: "Mom, if you have anything to say, just say it. It's Yuyu who did something wrong this time. I have nothing to say."

Those who make mistakes first have no right to speak up.

"Jiaming, do you also think that Mom did something wrong and was biased?" Mrs. Song pressed Song Jiaming.

Song Jiaming shook his head slightly: "No."

In the Song family, it is an imperial order to send the old lady no matter what she says.

Even if he had a problem, he didn't dare to say it in front of Mrs. Song.

Probably because of his nature, Song Jiaming can only hide things in his heart.

"There is a branch abroad, and the profit is not bad. As for how far you want to go, that's up to you." After speaking, Mrs. Song waved her hand, indicating that Song Jiaming could go out.

Until going out, Song Jiaming was still a little foggy.

He knows foreign companies.

He didn't expect Mrs. Song to give it to him so generously.

A little apprehensive in his heart, more grateful, he turned his head abruptly, and bowed desperately to Mrs. Song: "Thank you, Mom, for your kindness to me. I will be forever grateful."

The old lady Song was quite serious at first, but she was amused by his seriousness: "What nonsense are you talking about, you are also my son, how can I not be with you?"