He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Hear Song Zhizhong's voice.

Both Song Wenya and Zhao Ma seemed to have found their backbone.

Especially Song Wenya, hiding in Zhao Ma's arms, crying even more aggrievedly, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Dad..."

Song Zhizhong walked down the stairs and saw Song Wenya's face was swollen and red. He frowned and asked, "Who hit you?"

Song Wenya cried and looked at Qiao Wangshu.

it goes without saying.

Qiao Wangshu was frank and arrogant: "I beat her, she deserved it!"

Song Zhizhong looked at Mo Beichen who was holding Qiao Wangshu in his arms. He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head, but he didn't dare to offend Mo Beichen. He could only hold back his anger and scold Qiao Wangshu without daring to be too loud: "How could you hit your sister?"

"I just said, she deserves a beating." Qiao Wangshu looked at him: "And, Dad, my mom only gave birth to me, I don't have any brothers or sisters."

"Wangshu!" Song Zhizhong's tone became heavier, already a warning.

Song Wenya sobbed and complained: "Dad, please stop talking. I don't dare to be Miss Qiao's sister. Miss Qiao is a princess, and I am just a bastard. How can I be worthy of Miss Qiao calling me sister?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "bastard".

In order to get close to the Qiao family and gain wealth and glory, Song Zhizhong cruelly abandoned them. For so many years, Song Zhizhong has always felt sorry for them. Song Wenya said this deliberately to anger Song Zhizhong. And her words clearly implied that Qiao Wangshu called her a "bastard". This would further arouse Song Zhizhong's guilt towards her. From the beginning, Song Zhizhong would subconsciously favor her.

as predicted.

When Song Zhizhong heard the word "bastard", his face became even uglier: "Xiao Ya, don't talk nonsense. Your mother married me, so you are my daughter. Don't say such things again in the future."

Song Wenya cried with snot and tears: "Dad, you married my mom and loved me like your own daughter. I am grateful to you and respect you. In my heart, you are my father. Miss Qiao is your daughter, and I have always treated her as my own sister. Everyone in the capital knows that I always give in to her, protect her, and treat her well. But what about her... Can I choose my birth? Is it my fault that the things of the previous generation happened? She can poke my heart like this, calling me a bastard and calling my mother immoral. I just argued with her for a few words, and she slapped me in the face, poured hot water on me, and pushed me to the ground. Dad, please judge. She is really... really going too far!"

The words fell.

Zhao Yunying came over after changing her clothes and going downstairs. She pulled Song Wenya from Zhao Ma's arms and put her in her own arms. She comforted her distressedly: "Xiaoya, mom knows that it was a mistake mom made when she was young, and you have been wronged. Don't cry, baby, it's all mom's fault, don't be sad..."

The mother and daughter work together very well.

Qiao Wangshu was immediately roasted over the fire.

It was as if Qiao Wangshu had done something extremely evil and unscrupulous.

Mo Beichen couldn't bear it anymore.

He knew his Shushu, who was honest and kind. It was definitely Song Wenya who slandered his Shushu!

Qiao Wangshu held him tightly and said, "Achen, don't be impatient. Let them finish what they are saying."

Mo Beichen looked at her face worriedly.

Qiao Wangshu smiled at him soothingly.

The mother and daughter of the Zhao family acted as aggrieved and pitiful as possible.

But Qiao Wangshu didn't accept it at all.

Just stand there and watch the show.

She was also leisurely comforting Mo Beichen and exchanging glances with him.

He is so arrogant and disrespectful!

Zhao Yunying comforted Song Wenya, then turned to look at Song Zhizhong: "Old Song, I know I came later, and Xiaoya is not Miss Qiao's biological sister. Miss Qiao called me aunt because of you. If I hadn't married you, how could Miss Qiao take me seriously? But she beat my daughter today, I can't just watch my daughter get bullied.

"Or, she should apologize to my daughter. She beat my daughter, and as a stepmother, I dare not confront her. But you are her father, and no matter how old your daughter is, she is still a child, and she should be punished for doing something wrong. How did she beat my daughter? I hope you can be fair.

"Or, we can call the police and let them make the final decision!"

Song Zhizhong said to Qiao Wangshu without any hesitation: "Wangshu, apologize to your sister!"

"You want me to apologize?" Qiao Wangshu sneered, "What happens next? Are you really going to slap me twice to vent your anger for your wife and daughter?"

Although Mo Beichen was being held by Qiao Wangshu, he couldn't help but yell at Song Zhizhong coldly: "You dare!"

Song Zhizhong really didn't dare to do that. He avoided looking directly at Mo Beichen and said to Qiao Wangshu, "You apologize first!"

He's mother originally lived in the most spacious nanny room on the first floor. Zhao's mother occupied her room, so she and other aunts lived in a large room on the top floor. With such a commotion in the middle of the night, almost everyone in the villa was woken up.

He Ma hurriedly changed her clothes and came down. She heard words like "give me two slaps" and "let your wife and daughter vent their anger" from afar. She walked straight over and stood in front of Qiao Wangshu: "Master, you can't just listen to one side of the story about who is right and who is wrong, right? You have to ask the matter clearly first. After so many years, you know what the eldest lady's temper is like. She is well-educated, dignified and gentle, and has never been an unreasonable person. It's unreasonable for you to listen to one side and support one side!"

Zhao Ma and He Ma are definitely in competition.

As soon as He Ma appeared, she stood up to defend Qiao Wangshu.

Mother Zhao refused to give in. "Why is it that the master only listens to one side and supports Miss Song? Open your eyes and take a good look. Your eldest daughter has not lost a single hair from head to toe. What about Miss Song? She was beaten and slapped. Her clothes were soaked. The skin on her face and neck was all burned red. Who is right and who is wrong? Isn't it obvious?"

He Ma rolled her eyes at her and said, "The one who gets beaten must be wrong? Why would the young lady beat her for no reason?"

Mother Zhao retorted, "Who knows? Maybe Miss Qiao has never looked down on our Miss Song."

……

The two argued endlessly.

Instead, the voices of both parties involved were suppressed!

Qiao Wangshu smiled to herself. Mother He was still the same as always, protecting her like she was protecting her own child.

Qiao Wangshu tugged at the corner of He Ma's clothes: "He Ma, don't be angry, just be patient, I'll take care of it."

Qiao Wangshu spoke.

Mother He, please turn off the heat for now.

Qiao Wangshu asked Song Zhizhong again: "Dad, I'm asking you one last time. You must let me apologize, right?"

Song Zhizhong felt sorry for his beloved daughter being beaten. He was biased and naturally could not be fair: "No matter what Xiaoya did wrong, she is your aunt's daughter. Your aunt and I are married and have obtained a marriage certificate. Morally and legally, Xiaoya is your sister. If there is anything between family members, we can sit down and discuss it properly. You hit someone, then you are wrong. Is it wrong for me to ask you to apologize?"

Qiao Wangshu smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, then let me ask you again, after you apologize, are you really going to hit me?"

Mo Beichen's eyes, as sharp as a blade, were always fixed on Song Zhizhong's face.

How could Song Zhizhong dare to attack Qiao Wangshu in front of Mo Beichen?

But he just brushed it off so lightly. Not to mention Song Wenya felt wronged, he felt bad about it. He said with a stern face: "You are so old now, how can I teach you again? You did something wrong, apologized, kneeled for a night, and reflected on it, and this matter is over!"