Song family, Song Xian, Song Qingsong and others are waiting for Song Pingting to come and plead Jing.
Soon, Song Wen and Song Wu came back.
Only there is no shadow of Song Pingting!
Song Xian looked at Song Wen Song Wu who was embarrassed, and asked in amazement: “What’s wrong with you, Song Pingting?”
Song Wen lowered his head and said shamefully: “Song Pingting is sleeping, but he didn’t come.”
Song Wu also asked. Pointing at his and Song Wen’s limp right arm with grief and angrily, crying: “San Ye, Song Pingting’s husband Yash Nics, also interrupted our two arms.”
What?
Not only did Song Pingting not come, her husband broke Song Wen Song Wu’s arm!
Song Xian opened his eyes wide, shocked and angry.
Song Qingsong looked at Song Xian with a wry smile: “San Ye, I’m right. Song Pingting’s attitude is coquettish, and her husband is a madman.”
Song Xian sneered: “Hehe, arrogant, then also look at it. Who is it in front of. In front of the Song family in our provincial capital, they don’t have their arrogance.”
“My name is Song San, in the underground circle of the provincial capital. Who knows, who doesn’t?”
“Even even Lord Tang, the king of Jiangnan, he treats me three points on weekdays and calls me Mr. Song San!”
“Yash Nics and Song Pingting might not know that I asked them to receive the punishment. Otherwise, where would they dare to resist? ”
Song Qingsong and others nodded, Song Xian really has a status in the provincial capital, and there are not many people who dare to make trouble with Song Xian.
Song Xian saw that Song Qingsong and others recognized his strength, he was a little proud, took out his cell phone, and asked Yash Nics’s cell phone number.
He wants to call Yash Nics himself, and he wants Yash Nics and Song Pingting to come over and kneel down to receive the punishment.
He was calling Yash Nics, and soon the call was connected.
Yash Nics’s voice came from inside: “Hello?”
Song Xian said with a high face, arrogantly: “Yash Nics, I’m your third master, I want you to…”
Song Xian hasn’t finished speaking yet, Yash Nics. She was already displeased and said coldly: “You are my third master, and I’m still your father, get out!”
Yash Nics finished speaking, and hung up the phone.
Song Xian’s expression froze, and sweat burst out.
Song Qingsong and others were looking at him. Song Qingsong asked curiously: “San Ye, what did Yash Nics say?”
Song Xian said embarrassingly, “I made the wrong call, I’ll call again!”
After speaking, he called again. Call past.
The phone was quickly connected, and Song Xian immediately said, “Yash Nics, I want you and your wife to come to Song’s house to receive punishment…”
“Go!”
Yash Nics hung up the phone again with a roll.
Moreover, this rolling sound was so loud that even Song Qingsong and others around Song Xian heard it.
Song Xian Khan was raining, and his face was hot.
Slapped face, too much slapped face.
Song Qingsong smiled bitterly and said: “San Ye, I’ll just say Yash Nics is crazy, he won’t give you your face.”
Song Xian snorted coldly, “Blame me, I didn’t make it clear about my identity the first time. Otherwise, he dared to go crazy with me, so scared to beg for mercy!”
“I’ll call him another call!”
After that, Song Xian called Yash Nics again. He declared himself the first time and said loudly, “Yash Nics, I am the third master of the Song family in the provincial capital. Everybody in Jiangnan calls me Mr. Song San!”
“I am the elder of you and Song Pingting, you and Song Pingting will call me the third grandfather!”
“Now I’m at the Song Family Mansion in Mannity, I want you and Song Pingting, two rebellious and unfilial people, to roll over immediately and admit their mistakes and beg for mercy. Otherwise, if I get angry, the consequences will be serious.”
