Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

"Police?" Mrs. Song didn't have time to get angry. She still wanted to maintain her dignity in front of outsiders, so she immediately turned to look at the butler: "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

The housekeeper said: "It's the traffic police, who said that the young master was suspected of dangerous driving and followed him all the way."

"Driving dangerously?" Mrs. Song was astonished, she couldn't believe what the housekeeper said.

It's just the words "dangerous driving" that made Mrs. Song's face turn pale.

"That's what the police said." The housekeeper said, "I asked, and there were no irreparable consequences."

Mrs. Song was slightly relieved.

If you accidentally bump into someone, it may become a scandal in the whole city.

It was the Song family that really fell short of success and was completely over.

Song Xun was driving too fast just now.

He drove all the way, although there was no accident, but the speed was too dangerous to drive in the downtown area, and he was chased by five or six policemen all the way to Song's house.

Looking at Song Xun again, he seemed to have no emotion at his speed, and looked at them indifferently.

On his face, there were still the red slap marks from her slap just now.

Mrs. Song was trembling with anger when she saw that he was so indifferent, without regret or fear. "How can you be so indifferent, do you really want to kill someone, or do you want to be reconciled if you have something wrong?"

Song Xun sneered, and glanced at his mother with a shocking indifference. "What's the difference between me now and being dead?"

Mrs. Song staggered and fell on the sofa.

Song Xun was startled, stretched out his hand, and finally stopped again, doing nothing.

"Ma'am!" The butler hurried forward.

"I'm fine." Madam Song supported the sofa and stood up again. "You bring the traffic police in first, and serve tea."

"Yes!" The butler hurried to make arrangements.

However, two traffic policemen came in later.

After fully understanding the situation, he criticized and educated Song Xun, but did not really arrest him.

Of course, this is also inseparable from Mrs. Song's mediation.

She couldn't accept her son being taken away, so she explained again and again, and even moved out of Shen's house, moving out all her old friends.

Finally the traffic police left.

Song Xun sat on the sofa, not emotional, just sitting there.

Mrs. Song was very angry when she saw him like that. "You said you, you are like this, are you going to be devastated?"

"Of course not." Song Xun sneered.

He still has a lot of things to do, how can he be so helpless.

It's just this anger, who should he turn to?

Mrs. Song was taken aback for a moment, seeing that he was still able to speak, she felt somewhat comforted.

She glanced at the butler. "You go down first, no one is allowed to disturb without my order."

"Yes!" The butler hastily dismissed the servant.

Only now did Mrs. Song have the opportunity to reprimand her son: "Song Xun, you confessed in public in the hospital today, what are you worried about causing Mu Yu to become pregnant?"

Song Xun said nothing.

Mrs. Song continued to scold: "Do you still think our Song family is not ashamed enough? Brother and sister have a child, and you dare to admit it in front of Jiang Jinfeng and Qi Yun?"

"If I don't admit it, aren't you going to slander Mu Yu and Jiang Jinfeng?" Song Xun said coldly.

"Do you think Mu Yu never had a relationship with Jiang Jinfeng?" Mrs. Song sneered.

Song Xun's fists were clenched by his side, with utmost restraint.

"Mom, please restrain yourself and don't hold back your mouth."

"I can't restrain myself. The two of them are cuddling and have a close relationship. No one can tell whether the child is yours. Don't give me wishful thinking here."

"Really?" Song Xun raised her thin lips, her eyes were full of disdain, looking at her mother's face, she felt extremely ashamed for the first time.

He felt ashamed, remorseful, and unacceptable.

"How can I have a mother like you?" Song Xun said word by word: "My marriage was at your mercy, not because I was willing, but because I thought that if I did this, you would at least restrain yourself. I didn't expect you to be so If you don’t know how to restrain yourself, you’re simply insane.”

"What did you say?" Madam Song stared blankly at Song Xun with trembling lips.

Is this still his son?

She looked at Song Xun as if she were a stranger, "You actually used such words to describe your mother."

"Such words are already very polite." Song Xun roared: "If you force me again, I will let the Song family be destroyed in my hands and pull you down from the high pyramid."

Mrs. Song's face turned pale.

"You, you pervert."

"Yes! I'm going to be a rebellious son." Song Xun didn't mean to back down at all.

He stood up with a sinister smile on his handsome face.

"Don't harass Mu Yu anymore, and don't try to get her ideas." Song Xun said coldly, and walked out.

Mrs. Song watched him leave blankly, with shock in her eyes.

He actually threatened her.

For Song Muyu, threaten her as a mother.

She was pregnant in October, and the son who had been born after all kinds of hardships dared to treat him like this.

Song Xun walked out the door and met his father Song Huaishan.

He just got out of the car and came back from work outside.

Seeing Song Xun come out, Song Huaishan frowned slightly, "Where are you going so late?"

"Go out." Song Xun replied coldly.

Song Huaishan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he never wanted to marry the Shen family, so with this kind of emotion, he didn't have the same knowledge as him.

"Oh, you are living with Shuyi, I heard about it, go back quickly, don't make Shuyi wait too long."

Song Xun's face darkened even more.

He glanced at his father, and suddenly asked, "Dad, the Song family is in crisis and wants Mu Yu to marry a wealthy family, right? You also participated in the decision-making?"

Song Huaishan was taken aback. "Mu Yu's marriage? Your mother arranged it?"

"It seems that you don't know yet." Song Xun calmed down a little, and his resistance to Song Huaishan was not that deep.

Song Huaishan thought for a while, and said, "This is also a good way, where is Mu Yu?"

Hearing his father's words, Song Xun suddenly raised his thin lips sarcastically, not saving him any face.

"Why don't you leave mom too, let mom marry a wealthy old man, and you marry a wealthy old lady, which will strengthen the position of the Song family."

Song Huaishan was stunned, and was extremely annoyed: "Is the bastard as big or small as you?"

Song Huaishan knew that Song Xun was very repulsed by how much money to buy for the marriage, and he had already given enough face by agreeing to marry the Shen family.

He has the Song family in his heart, and he puts the interests of the family first.

But now, he seems to have taken gunpowder, with a gun and a stick.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Huaishan asked.

Song Xun didn't speak, turned around and left.

"Stop!" Song Huaishan shouted, "Where are you going?"

"This family is suffocating." Song Xun said coldly: "I feel deeply ashamed to have parents like you."

Song Huaishan trembled with anger at Song Xun's words. "Nizi, if you say anything unscrupulously again, you will be served by the family law."

"Heh!" Song Xun sneered: "Who should the Song family serve? Why don't you ask the ancestors?"

After leaving this sentence, Song Xun left.