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Chapter 387 Your Excellency?Bane? (Seventh update, please subscribe)

At the same time, in the meeting hall.

Around the conference table were the senior members of the Song family. On the main seat, a dignified middle-aged man was sitting in front of his chest. Song Moxin and Song Moyun were sitting beside him. His face was handsome and handsome, and he was somewhat similar to the two women. .

This person is none other than their father, who is also the helm of the Song family, Song Changfeng.

Song Changfeng was wearing a black suit and a black suit, his hair was combed meticulously, his piercing eyes were full of sharp and wise light, he was breathing steadily, he was knocking on the table slowly and rhythmically, his face was expressionless, and everyone around him was shocked. I felt an inexplicable pressure from him.

"Changqing." He spoke, his thick voice exuding the unique charm of men.

"Brother?" Song Changqing sat not far away, looking at him at the moment.

"When is it?" Song Changfeng asked lightly, his calm voice filled with a hint of coldness.

"The meeting time... has arrived." Song Changqing said.

"Okay, let's start." Song Changfeng said.

"Changfeng, Lingyue hasn't arrived yet." A clan elder reminded.

Song Changfeng responded indifferently: "I have already notified her, but she didn't arrive on time, so why should I delay everyone's time to wait for her?"

"But..." The clan elder wanted to say something, but was interrupted forcefully by Song Changfeng.

"Needless to say, Mo Yun, tell everyone about the situation."

"Yes, father." Song Moyun stood up calmly, already used to the relationship between father and stepmother.

Back then, after his mother died, he married Ouyang Meiling, the daughter of the Ouyang family in the imperial capital, as a means to strengthen the family. There was no emotional foundation between the two of them, and even giving birth to Song Morui was just to strengthen the alliance between the two families.

Ouyang Lingyue is not a flower vase. With the help of her own talent and the strength of her natal family, she has established a high position in the Song family and has a great right to speak. Only her father can beat her up.

Just like the palace infighting, wives fight for the husband's power, and more and more people in the family are drawn by him. It is difficult for the father to restrain her, so he tries his best to train her, Song Moyun, to help him share the pressure.

Even the marriage between Song Moxin and the Lin family was a trick that his father came up with in desperation to deal with her.

Therefore, as a "noble member of the Song family" invited by him, Ling Yu was rejected by Ouyang Lingyue.

But right now, the most urgent thing is the spiritual vein.

"The Poseidon was attacked three nights ago..."

As soon as Song Moyun started to speak, he heard a command voice sounded in the cold.

"Stop the meeting!"

A few figures came from the outside, talking was a woman in a long black dress, with a graceful and luxurious temperament, a mature and beautiful face, bright red lips, and dark eyes like gems, but with a sense of indifference and arrogance, it was Ouyang Lingyue.

Song Morui held her hand, his pretty face was full of sarcasm and complacency, and the others were all members of the Song family who were loyal to Ouyang Lingyue.

"You're late." Song Changfeng said calmly, with no emotion on his face.

Ouyang Lingyue exuded an aura that was not weaker than his, and said, "I think there are more important things waiting for us to solve than things like meetings."

Song Moyun shook her head and said, "There's nothing more important than what I'm going to say right now."

"Is this how you talk to me?" Ouyang Lingyue squinted at her, and said coldly, "What about honorifics?"

Song Moyun bowed slightly, and said calmly, "Aunt Ouyang."

Ouyang Lingyue raised her chin slightly, looked down at her condescendingly, and asked: "The 'Song family nobleman' you mentioned hurt our guests as soon as he arrived here. Is he a noble person or a disaster star? Besides, you seem to want to accuse I?"

Before Song Moyun could speak, Song Changqing stood up abruptly, and said in a deep voice, "Sister-in-law, it was your daughter who robbed the villa I reserved for them first, and she should be the one to blame!"

Ouyang Lingyue said indifferently: "Are you trying to say that I have no way to teach girls?"

Song Changqing paused, but still said: "I don't deny..."

"You are not qualified to question my way of teaching daughters." Ouyang Lingyue snorted coldly, "If Rui'er wants to occupy the property of my Song family, then she can naturally occupy it. Why should I take outsiders into account?"

"Is this how the Song family treats guests?" Song Moyun asked back.

Ouyang Lingyue was noncommittal, and said flatly: "As the daughter of the Song family, Rui'er naturally has some privileges. Besides, whether he is considered a distinguished guest is another matter."

"Then what about my sister and I? We'll live there too!" Song Moxin couldn't help feeling angry.

Ouyang Lingyue glanced at her disdainfully, "You are sisters, just let her go."

"enough!"

Song Changfeng stood up against the table, his majestic eyes fell on Ouyang Lingyue, and he frowned: "This is what you call more important things?"

Ouyang Lingyue shook her head, "Of course not, everyone, please come in."

After the words were finished, a few more people came from outside, Song Moyun's eyes widened suddenly, Song Moyun also frowned, and they saw several familiar figures.

Two of them were covered in wounds, with resentment and anger on their pale faces. They were the Zeng Hui brothers and sisters who were taken away by the law enforcement officers!

Beside them, followed by two unpredictable old men, who should be the elders of Sword God Valley.

In the end, a handsome and extraordinary young man's gaze was always on Song Moyun. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and was imposing. He was wearing an ancient costume and carried a long sword. He exuded a strong sense of confidence and composure. Song Morui was instantly attracted by him. .

It is really hard for a 17-year-old girl to resist the charm of this man.

This person is none other than the elder brother whom Zeng Hui brothers and sisters admired, the strongest arrogance of Sword God Valley, and Zang Feng who once expressed his affection for Song Moyun.

As soon as they appeared, the air seemed to freeze. The people present were all ordinary people. Even the coercion they inadvertently radiated was unbearable, and their faces turned pale.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zang Feng seemed to realize something, and smiled lightly, making people feel like a spring breeze, "You two elders, restrain your pressure."

"Okay." The two elders nodded and glanced at the Song family with disdain in their eyes.

"So it's a friend of Sword God Valley!"

All the high-ranking members of the Song family stood up with expressions of respect.

Compared with the prefecture-level sects of the Wumeng, the aristocratic families in the secular world are really inferior.

Song Changfeng also took the initiative to nod to a few people, put down the airs of the head of the family, "I don't know what's the matter here?"

"What's the matter?"

Ouyang Lingyue looked at Sister Song Moyun with a sneer, "This... you should ask them?"

"What's going on?" Song Changfeng looked over in confusion.

"Father..." Song Moxin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Moyun.

"Let me tell you..."

Song Moxin took a deep breath, calmed down, organized her words, and told what happened that day.

(End of this chapter)