Chapter 871 Real Young Master vs Fake Daughter 13

a long time,

Master Song said: "Yue'er, what do you want to say?"

He is thirty-nine years old this year, with straight eyebrows and a tall and strong figure. He is sitting on the grand teacher's chair at this time, and the breath of a superior person rushes towards his face, which makes people feel pressured.

Xihe frowned: "Daddy, what's the matter? What did you ask Yue'er to say?"

Zhao Ming jumped out first, and hurriedly said: "Don't pretend, I heard what you said to Aunt Mei tonight, you already knew that you are the daughter of the Jiang family! You have already calculated that you will recognize your cousin." OK."

Xihe turned to look at him with a surprised expression: "Cousin, what are you doing in the backyard in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, he was speechless when asked by her, seeing suspicious eyes cast on him from all around, he became anxious immediately: "I'm just going for a walk, I don't have any nasty thoughts, it's you! Don't think about sophistry! Aunt Mei has already explained everything, a fake phoenix is ​​a real phoenix, you are that fake phoenix!"

"You clearly know your identity, but you are greedy for vanity and occupying your cousin's identity, enjoying the glory and wealth of the Song family."

"Jiang Yue, why are you so vicious? How much did my cousin suffer in the Jiang family? How much has he lost because of you in the past ten years? If it wasn't for you, he might be the best disciple in Beijing now!"

"Cousin is the future pillar of the Song family! You want to destroy the Song family!"

The last sentence was so loud that even Mr. Song's expression changed.

Zhao Ming held hands tightly to prevent himself from shouting out excitedly. These words were the most confident he had ever said. After today, he is the closest relative of the Song family and has a bright future.

Xihe stared at him for a while, then looked at Master Song: "I don't know."

Zhao Ming became anxious again: "You fool..."

Master Song glanced over, and Zhao Ming's words were stuck in his throat. Master Song looked at Xihe: "Yue'er, according to Aunt Mei's account, you know this matter very well, and even warned her not to ruin the second child."

"I taught you 'no trust, no standing', honestly, how much do you know?"

Xihe pursed her lips and remained silent. Mrs. Song became agitated immediately, rushed over, and slapped Xihe on the face: "Why are you so cruel! How did I treat you since I was a child? I am good at everything, Is this how you repay me?"

There was a sudden exclamation in the room, and he hurried forward to pull her away.

Mrs. Song fell on Song Yu's body, hugged him tightly, and cried until she trembled: "It's mother's fault. I mistakenly regarded jackals as good, which caused you to suffer so much. Yu'er, mother is wrong, mother is wrong ..."

Song Yu's eyes were also red, but she still said: "Yue'er is still young, all this is not..."

"It's her fault!"

Mrs. Song cried hysterically: "If she had told us about you immediately and brought you back earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much. Yu'er, I have been so kind to her."

Aunt Mei is hateful, but she has a reason, they have been standing on opposite sides.

But what about this so-called daughter? She has pampered her for more than ten years, is this how she repays her? Bear to see her being deceived, bear to see her own son suffer outside?

Mrs. Song felt that this daughter was too cruel.

The smile on Xihe's face gradually subsided, this is the so-called one mistake equals all, and because the bad guys have always been bad, it is justifiable and reasonable for them to do wrong things.

She suddenly lost the desire to argue.

Originally, there was no evidence for everything, as long as she cries twice, the matter can be easily resolved, and it is not even a problem to stay and rebuild for good, but... since they didn't investigate and they think so, then so be it.

Xihe touched his face with his hand, and said to Mr. Song: "In that case, send me back to Taomu Village."

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, her makeup was exquisite, her facial features were clear, but her eyes were cold, and she didn't respond to the crying in the room. With just one slap, she and the Song family were separated.

Master Song was full of disappointment: "Yue'er, you let me down so much."

Xihe twitched the corners of her mouth, said nothing, turned around and walked towards the door, opened the curtain and stepped into the heavy snow.

The wind and snow blew in through the gap, and it was so cold that people couldn't help shivering.

Mrs. Song stared blankly at the door, and after a long while, she cried out, "She really has no heart. Once things fail, she just doesn't go back to her family. She won't be reluctant at all."

He hammered his chest and almost pouted from crying.

There was another panic in the house, but everyone was also stunned. They really didn't expect that the meek daughter-in-law in the past would change her appearance in an instant and leave as soon as she said it.

Song Yu quickly looked at Master Song: "My lord..."

It's so dark, and it's still snowing, what if something happens to Song Yue, a delicate girl? I was anxious for a while.

Master Song waved his hand, signaling the butler to hurry and chase him back.

However, when the butler chased to the door, he found that he had already left the Song Mansion. The butler was shocked and angry: "Miss is a girl, why don't you stop her?"

The little servant was aggrieved: "We stopped, but the eldest son said he was watching..."

The butler stared: "What Eldest Young Master? Isn't the Eldest Young Master staying in the manor! You can even come up with a valid reason."

The little servant hurriedly said: "It's the son of the uncle's family, Song Mo."

housekeeper:"……"

On the quiet street, a carriage staggered towards the outskirts of the city. The driver was wearing leather armor and had thick calluses on the hand holding the whip. The candlelight inside the carriage was dim and warm.

Xihe was sitting in a corner of the carriage, looking diagonally across from time to time, with strange eyes.

A moon-white cloak with a purple-gold lining, the man is holding a book in one hand and shaking a folding fan in the other, and a stove in his arms... So, is it cold or hot?

"looks good?"

The sound is like a trickling spring.

Xihe was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Song Mo put down the book, raised his cup to drink tea, and put it down: "I said, you've been staring at me, isn't it pretty?"

Xihe: "..."

Can't help but look carefully, with handsome eyebrows and rose lips, leaning against the wall of the car, with one leg bent, with a carefree posture...it's really pretty.

Xihe avoided this question and asked him: "It's getting late, what are you doing outside the city?"

Song Mo asked back, "What are you going to do?"

Xihe was speechless for a moment, why did this man speak in such a tone? She simply slumped her shoulders, and said that she was no longer Miss Song's family, and finally said: "Don't dare to bother you to send me to Taomu Village, just put it at the intersection outside the city."

The wheels of the car rolled on the ground, and the north wind howled outside the window.

Song Mo stopped his hand shaking the fan: "And then? Let you walk alone in the snow as a little girl? To be snatched away by wild wolves, or meet bad guys?"

"You have calculated everything, why don't you find a place to live for yourself."

Xihe was stunned: "My lord, what are you talking about? What kind of scheme?"

Song Mo: "Isn't all of this today exactly what you asked for?"

Xihe: "..."