When the iron door is opened, Song Yunying touches her belly.
Zhang Qiang is only responsible for leading her to the room, and then he goes out to guard the door.
Song Yunying looks at the dim light and the cold room. She is disgusted: "Why don't you turn on the heater for my father on such a cold day?"
The door is still half open, and the sound can be heard from outside. Zhang Qiang's voice comes in: "It's cold today. It was very warm yesterday."
Song Yunying looks distressed and scolds Zhang Qiang: "I paid you to take good care of my father. Is this how you treat me? I didn't give you any less money. How can you abuse my father like this? Go and buy an electric heater for my father. "
Zhang Qiang, who was outside, answered and seemed to ask someone to go out.
In the room, Song Yan struggles to raise his eyelids. His four hands and feet feel cold.
She glances at the furnishings in the room, only to find that the room is empty. Except for a table and a few chairs, there is only a slightly thick low-quality carpet. There is no bed at all.
Song Yan looks at her with difficulty.
Song Yunying also looks a little sorry. She goes to the table and pours a glass of warm water. Then she takes it and kneels in front of Song Yan's wheelchair: "Dad, you have been wronged these two days. Do you want to drink water?"
Song Yan looks at his daughter. His turbid eyes are full of anger.
Although his second daughter has been arrogant and domineering since she was a child, he never thought that his second daughter would kidnap her own father.
His fingers are trembling with anger.
Seeing this, Song Yunying reaches out to hold her father's hand. Feeling that his hand is cold, she blinks her eyes and tears come out of her eyes: "Dad, I know it's not good for you to be like this. I also know you blame me, but … this is not what I want to do."
Song Yunying seems to be a genius in acting. The tears in her eyes fall like pearls.
She held her father's hand and poured out her grievances. "Dad, you know what kind of person Xue Tao is. I can't make the decision on my own. Xue Tao forced me to do this."
Song Yan doesn't speak, but stares at his second daughter fiercely.
Song Yunying cries for a long time without getting a word from her father. She feels a little strange. She looks up at Song Yan: "Dad, are you uncomfortable? Dad, why aren't you saying anything? What happened to you? "
Song Yan was still trembling with anger and couldn't say a word.
Song Yunying is a little anxious. She suddenly stands up and goes to the door to find the gatekeeper: "Why doesn't my father speak? Did you guys make the room so cold that my dad had a stroke? "
Zhang Qiang looks in from outside the door. When he sees Song Yan, he suddenly remembers what the old man said when Old Six took Song Yunxuan away.
He said, "It's most likely that Old Master was so angry that he couldn't speak. Before Second Miss came, Old Master said a few words."
Hearing this, Song Yunying concluded that her father was fine.
She walked back, put the cup of warm water in her father's hand, and said gently, "Dad, I know you don't want to talk to me because you blame me, but I've already told Xue Tao that as long as you say something, I'll make that bastard let you go even if I have to die."
A cup of warm water is put in Song Yan's hand. He takes a breath and looks at Song Yunying: "You … What do you want me to say?"
Song Yunying is very happy to hear her father talking to her. Thinking of what she had talked with Xue Tao before, she says: "Xue Tao is not too bad to me. At least I'm pregnant with his child. The reason why he kidnapped you is all because of greed. As long as you redistribute the inheritance and say that I get the biggest share, I promise I'll let Xue Tao send you to Germany immediately."
Song Yunying says with a smile. She seems to think of something suddenly and says: "Sister's mother refuses to accompany you in Germany. It doesn't matter. I can call my mother and let my mother …"
Crack —
The sound of shattering glassware suddenly rings out in the room, interrupting Song Yunying's perfect arrangement and endless talk.
Song Yunying only feels a burst of heat on her face, and then along her cheeks, nose and eyebrows, drops of water dripping down.
On the ground is the glass that Song Yan threw on the ground after splashing water on her face.
Song Yunying slightly closed her eyes when she was splashed. Now that the glass of water has been splashed on her face, she opens her eyes little by little.
Song Yan looks at her coldly, his chest heaving with anger: "Yunying, you really let me down!"
Song Yunying raises her hand to wipe the water on her face, as if taking off a layer of mask on her face. She smiles slowly: "Dad, in fact, you let me down too."
Seeing that her father is so angry, she doesn't continue to please him. Instead, she slowly stands up and talks to him: "Dad, you see, I'm your child like my brother and sister. Why can they get so much of your property, but I can't?"
"You have married into the Xue family. The Xue family has the ability to marry you and support you. You are already a member of the Xue family."
Song Yan gave his second daughter a chance before, but she was pregnant with Xue Tao's child and insisted on marrying into the Xue family. He had no choice but to give her up.
Among his four children, Song Yunying is slightly better than Song Yunqiang and a little worse than Song Yunjia.
But it is an advantage for her to concentrate on business, and the business she runs is not low. She has some business talent.
However, she has a fatal weakness, that is, she is emotional and not sober. Although she is more scheming than Song Yunqiang, she is not as smart as Song Yunjia.
When Song Yunying chose to marry into the Xue family, he rejected this daughter. Naturally, he will not give the Song enterprise to his second daughter.
Moreover, Xue Tao is not a big deal.
Song Yunying thinks that her father's reason is hard to convince her.
"Dad, my sister will marry in the future. Why did you give her so much property when you divided it for the first time?"
"Although I gave it to your sister, she may not be able to keep it. Maybe she will give all her shares to Yunqiang."
"Why don't you give it to me? If you give it to me, I can also keep the Song family, and I can live a good life in the Xue family. My sister is a doctor. Why don't you let her be? My brother is in charge of the Song family, and I will help him. "
Looking at his excited second daughter, Song Yan says in a deep voice, "Only one person can be in charge of the Song family."
"My brother can be in charge. I just help him …"
"The Song family can't be separated."
"Then why do you give it to the four of us?"
"Because only one of Yunjia and Yunqiang can swallow the other's shares, and then control the power of the Song family. They will not coexist in the Song enterprise."
Song Yunying listens to her father's explanation, and she is a little stunned.
After a long time, she slowly grits her teeth and smiles, "Dad, you are so cruel. You even let my brother and sister fight with each other."
Song Yan lowers his eyelids, and there is no emotion in his tone, "This is just for the survival of the Song enterprise."
The Song enterprise can't become scattered sand.
Song Yunying nods, "Well, dad, change your will and give me all the property. I will inherit the Song family. I will make the Song enterprise survive and live well."
Song Yan smiles, "Give it to you?"
There is some ridicule and contempt in his eyes.
Song Yunying looks at her father's eyes and nods.
Song Yan tilts his head and looks away, "If I don't give it to you, you will kill Yunxuan. If I give it to you, you will ruin the Song family."
A woman who could even kidnap her father and kill her younger sister was already very vicious. Besides, she had a good-for-nothing Xue Tao by her side. If the Song enterprise was given to such a person, the Song enterprise would never have a peaceful day.
He will never give the Song family to Song Yunying.
Seeing that her father is still stubborn, Song Yunying raises her eyebrows, "Dad, you are so confident now. Do you think my brother and sister must be more filial than me?"
Song Yan looks at her with disgust and says in a low voice, "At least, they are better than you."
"Better than me?"
Song Yunying sneers as if she is laughing at her father's naivety.
She takes out the paper and the pen for writing the will and puts them on the table. Then she comes to push Song Yan's wheelchair and talks to him as if she is gossiping, "Dad, people's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. No one can judge whether it is good or bad without cutting open the stomach and seeing the appearance of the heart. Now you think my brother and sister treat you better than me. But if you give them a little of the property, will they still treat you well?"
With that, she pushes the wheelchair to the table, and then hands the pen to Song Yan condescendingly: "Dad, you'd better rewrite the will. Otherwise, our Song family will really be in a mess because of your muddle-headed behavior." Song Yan's eyes widen.
Song Yan does not take the pen handed over by Song Yunying, and his words are sonorous, "I will not change the will."
"Dad, do you have to force me to do something rebellious today?"
Song Yan glares at her: "How dare you?!"
Song Yunying looks at Song Yan's fierce appearance and smiles: "Dad, even if you beat your face swollen now, you can't pretend to be fat. You are just a paper tiger now. If it were not for the property restraining my brother and sister, my brother and sister would have turned against you long ago."
"Don't talk nonsense here!"
Song Yan is furious.
Song Yunying puts the pen on the table, and then raises her wrist to look at the watch on her wrist: "Dad, it has been 36 hours since you were kidnapped, but my brother and sister still haven't found you to save you."
Song Yan's voice is low: "The police must be investigating."
Song Yunying shakes her head: "Dad, you are wrong. My brother and sister have already known the contents of your confidential will, and they have been planning how to issue a strong will after your death. They are so busy looking forward to your death. How can they save you?"
Song Yan feels stuffy in his chest, and it is uncomfortable to breathe.
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