Chapter 884
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"Who allowed you to touch my precious daughter without my permission?"
"Su Zhinian, what kind of man are you? Didn't you learn how to respect others in school when you were young?"
"Tell me, have you ever respected Qingchun?"
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Some of the reporters who had captured this scene sent the pictures to their company and started to edit the content for the headlines.
"Song Empire's founder, Mr. Song Menghwa, couldn't stand the incestuous behavior of his children and beat his son up in front of everyone …"
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"Su Zhinian, I thought you were a good boy, but how come I didn't realize there's a scumbag living in your bones?"
"Tell me, aren't you an embarrassment to a man? Are you going to take responsibility for this?"
"You have a child, and you don't want to admit it? And you still want to abort it? "
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The scolding earlier sounded reasonable, but why did it become more and more out of place?
The people who were taking pictures, recording videos, writing articles, and trying to persuade Song Menghwa … Everyone at the meeting was stunned once more.
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"The child aside, abortion is very harmful to a woman's body!"
The more Song Menghwa talked about the abortion, the angrier he became. He poked Su Zhinian's back with his walking stick and hissed through gritted teeth, "I've doted on Qingchun for most of her life, and you dare to bully her like this?
"The worst thing is, you've bullied my precious daughter, and now you're going to bully my grandson?
"And you're going to Shanghai for an abortion next Wednesday? You're afraid I'll beat you up if I find out in Beijing, right? Now that I know, I'll still beat you up!
"I'm telling you, Su Zhinian, if you dare touch a single hair on my grandson, I'll beat you to death first!"
"How dare you go to Shanghai for an abortion? Why don't you go to Mars instead?"
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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Su Zhinian, who was in pain, loosened his grip, and Song Qingchun struggled out of his embrace. She stood before Su Zhinian to shield him. "Dad, stop, Dad …"
Song Menghwa immediately pulled back the walking stick that was aimed at Su Zhinian's head.
The cane stopped when it was about ten centimeters away from Song Qingchun's head.
Song Menghwa tossed his crutches aside and rushed to Song Qingchun. He was about to reach out to grab her when Su Zhinian, who was holding back the pain, reached out to stop him. "Dad, if you're angry, take it out on me, not Tingting …"
"You shut up! Did I allow you to speak?! " Song Menghwa glared at Su Zhinian before turning around to ask Song Qingchun, "Qingchun, did I hurt you earlier? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? "
Su Zhinian, who was being scolded and beaten, looked at Song Menghwa, whose expression was like a changing image. He blinked several times in a daze.
Song Qingchun also stared at Song Menghwa, who was smiling at her, dumbfounded. She felt like she was about to explode.
Song Menghwa looked at Song Qingchun from head to toe. He sighed in relief when he saw she was fine. Then he asked with a smile, "Qingchun, you've been standing there for so long, are you tired?"
Song Qingchun, who was unable to keep up, hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.
"Then, are you thirsty?" Song Menghwa could not stop smiling.
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