Chapter 1252

no!

You must not give them this chance, drag them back first, and find a way to silence them.

Let them never have a chance to speak out, so that Jiaming will be safe, and he will be able to enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of his life.

Just when Ma Xiulan's hand was stretched out in front of Su Qing, there were two people who moved the fastest. One was Songshan, and the other was Zhou Hengguang who was standing behind Su Qing at some point.

Song Shan blocked Ma Xiulan's hand.

But Zhou Hengguang didn't even bother to reach out, but kicked hard. Ma Xiulan's body, which was kicked by clean and almost spotless brand new leather shoes, flew out unexpectedly, and flew towards Song Jiaming's body, which could have just landed on Song Jiaming's body.

But Song Jiaming, who was kneeling on the ground, flinched and rolled sideways in disgust, barely getting out of the way.

This kick was too fast and too hard, making people dazzled. After Ma Xiulan hit the ground with a loud noise, she spit out a mouthful of blood and landed on the snow.

"Ouch." Ma Xiulan's viscera were about to shift from the pain, and she wailed like a dead dog while clutching the kicked place, her movements and postures were exactly the same as that of Song Jiaming beside her.

As expected of mother and son, they really look like each other.

Anyone with eyes can tell that Song Jiaming's facial features are actually very similar to Ma Xiulan's. This is another reason why Ma Xiulan can't even take care of her second and youngest sons, and has to concentrate on planning for her eldest son.

Zhou Hengguang kicked someone, and calmly turned back to stand behind Su Qing, leisurely as if he was on a trip.

Ji Fang was stunned, and suddenly thought of the rumor about the vice president that he had heard before, saying that although the vice president was in poor health since childhood, his skills were very good. If it weren't for physical factors, it would definitely not be worse than the big boss.

Songshan was also quite surprised, he glanced at Zhou Hengguang unexpectedly and didn't speak.

Su Qing hadn't looked at Zhou Hengguang ever since she got in the car and got off the car, and only now turned her head and glanced at him with complicated eyes.

"How do you beat people?" Su Xueyong couldn't help it, "And beat an old man, are you still human?"

"That's right, outsiders are too arrogant."

"Why hit someone?"

"Losing money, losing money quickly."

Those who are bold and impulsive have already started clamoring.

There are also those who are timid, who only dare to stare at Su Qing with condemning eyes, but the way they look at Su Qing is completely different. In fact, from the time the three sisters Su Qing got out of the car, everyone was already amazed by the look in their eyes.

After going to the provincial capital for just half a year, the three sisters have changed a lot, but Su Qing has changed the most.

If you meet them on the street, you will never dare to recognize them.

"Oh! It hurts me to death, ouch..." Ma Xiulan kept groaning in pain, and took the opportunity to lean on Song Jiaming, wanting to ask why her son came back? Who are these people?

As a result, before Ma Xiulan could get close, Song Jiaming gave her a disgusted push.

"Don't come here, it smells so bad." Song Jiaming was pampered, he never came to the countryside to suffer, everything around him made him feel dirty, disgusted to the point of nausea. Because Ma Xiulan didn't take a bath in winter, her body also had a peculiar smell, and her body was mixed with dust and dandruff.

As soon as he got close, Song Jiaming almost vomited.

"Leave far away."

People who have been bossed around for most of their lives, even if they have nothing now, the habits formed over the years cannot be changed. Song Jiaming never admitted that his surname was Su, the son of Ma Xiulan and Su Dachun.