Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Zhang Wenxin stepped forward and grabbed her arm, almost threw her whole body on the ground, and begged: "Let your sister go, I beg you, for the sake of my hard work in raising you for so many years. Although I am not your relative Mom, but I have worked hard for you, please let your sister go..."

Her expression was mournful, and with her embarrassing attire today, she looked even more pitiful.

Song Qingzhu wanted to shake her off, but Zhang Wenxin grabbed her too tightly like an octopus.

Many people around cast curious eyes, and some took out their mobile phones and began to shoot videos.

Song Qingzhu's eyes flickered, and he understood that this person was too soft, and he planned to use the pressure of public opinion to force her to be tough.Sure enough, this mother and daughter can't think too well.

"Let me go!" Song Qingzhu said coldly.

"Hurry up and get Shi Yu out, and we will never communicate with each other from now on, or I will die with you!" Zhang Wenxin raised her face and said in a low voice, but the expression on her face was still pitiful.

"No wonder Song Shiyu is so good at acting, it's completely inherited from you." Song Qingzhu sneered.

"You forced me to do this! I know you are now famous and a big star, if someone catches you ignoring your mother and sister, you will be finished!" Zhang Wenxin said viciously, she was sure Song Qingzhu didn't dare to gamble.

Song Qingzhu was not threatened by her at all, anyway, she didn't really want to debut as a star.

"You are not afraid of losing face anymore, so why should I be afraid. There are gods standing above your head, people are doing what they are doing, and the sky is watching. Do you think that others really don't know what you are doing?"

When Zhang Wenxin saw this, a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes, she suddenly hugged her leg, and stuck her whole body on it, crying heartbreakingly, "My dear daughter, your sister has never suffered in her weak body, she can't go to jail. I can't last many years with this old bone, as long as you let your sister go, I will repay you like an ox or a horse, please..."

Several young people came over, and they recognized Song Qingzhu.

"Look, isn't she Lian Rong?"

"That's right, that's her! Why is she here?"

"I thought she was a goddess, but I didn't expect that even my mother and sister didn't care. I have to take a photo and post it on the Internet so that everyone can see her true face."

"Hey, it's a pity that I regarded her as a goddess before, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of person. I really misjudged the person. From today on, my fans will turn black."

Song Qingzhu's face darkened as she listened to the discussions of the people around her. She could even foresee that she would be the most searched topic tomorrow.

It was a huge mistake to come out today, and she didn't have a good brain, why did she believe Zhang Wenxin's nonsense.

Seeing that there are more and more people coming to watch, it will be difficult to leave by yourself if this continues.

Zhang Wenxin put on a dead-end posture, and it would be impossible to reason with her.To deal with the wicked, she has her own way to deal with the wicked.

She lowered her head to look at Zhang Wenxin, and she was also looking at herself with a triumphant smile in her eyes. She suppressed her voice and threatened, "Be obedient and let Shiyu go, the police will come later, and your reputation will be ruined." gone."

"Oh, is that so?" Song Qingzhu tapped an acupuncture point on the back of her neck with his fingers quickly, and the action was too fast for others to notice.

"You..." Zhang Wenxin's whole body was limp, her mouth was open and she couldn't speak.

She slid from Song Qingzhu's legs to the ground like a puddle of mud, then her whole body twitched, and white foam came out of her mouth.

The onlookers took a few steps back consciously, still taking pictures.

"Call 120 quickly, hurry up!" The owner of the coffee shop reacted first and shouted before everyone dispersed.

Song Qingzhu took a cold look at Zhang Wenxin who was curled up on the ground, and left here without any haste.

The convulsions will take a few minutes to stop, so let her be taught a lesson today.

On the way back, Song Qingzhu found several vehicles following her. Don't worry, they must be paparazzi. She took them around Linchuan City for a long time before returning to Rongyuan.

As soon as he got home, Butler Rong said warmly, "Miss Song, do you want a bowl of soup? The soup I just made at noon, Master Jiu said it tastes good, so I specially left a portion for you."

"Well, thank you, housekeeper Rong." Song Qingzhu nodded, she glanced at his room, she was at home at this point, did he not go to work in the company today?

Butler Rong brought out a steaming bowl of soup. Song Qingzhu sat at the dining table and drank it slowly. The soup tasted very good, which made her feel better after a bad mood.

"where did you go?"

When Rong Junchu's shallow voice came, Song Qingzhu, who was concentrating on drinking the soup, almost choked in fright.

"I just went out for a while and met someone." Song Qingzhu looked at him who appeared in the restaurant at some point, and said.

Rong Junchu threw the photo on the table and shifted his gaze to her face.

Song Qingzhu picked up the photo, all of which were scenes of her meeting Zhang Wenxin. "This, why is it in your hands?"

"This was photographed by paparazzi, and some citizens posted it on the Internet. Lin You has already asked the public relations company to deal with it." There was no expression on Rong Junchu's face, but it made people feel that he was unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I know that you are an investor in this show. No matter what happens to me, it will affect the show. I will pay attention to it next time."

Song Qingzhu understands the relationship between them, so many troubles have been caused by going out today, Zhang Wenxin deliberately harmed her, but it was Rong Junchu who dealt with the aftermath in the end.

"No next time." Rong Junchu said lightly.

Song Qingzhu nodded, lowered his head, like a primary school student who did something wrong.

This kind of her looks a little more cute, Rong Junchu's eyes flickered, and he said again: "I can help you find the person you are looking for."

"What did you say?" Song Qingzhu raised his head suddenly, met his gaze, and his heart shook.

"No, I mean, do you know who I'm looking for?" Song Qingzhu looked anxious, and the fire of hope that Zhang Wenxin extinguished in his heart began to burst into sparks again.

"You're looking for your biological mother."

He sure knows!
"How do you know?" Song Qingzhu subconsciously blurted out.

"I want to know and I will know."

It's this sentence again, he said it when he was on TV, it seems that nothing can escape his eyes, but people don't say anything, you say it's annoying.

"Why do you want to help me?" Song Qingzhu asked in confusion. What are the two of them? If it's purely an employment relationship, he doesn't have to do these things. So what else could it be other than an employment relationship?

"This way you can concentrate on treating my legs." Rong Junchu left a sentence, pressed the button of the wheelchair and went to the study.

Song Qingzhu looked at the back of him leaving, and sighed long, feeling a sense of loss in his heart, and even the soup became a bit bitter.

Sure enough, he was only for his legs, Song Qingzhu, Song Qingzhu, what are you expecting, what can you expect?