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Chapter 245 Threat

Jiang Qingyan doesn't smoke, but at this moment he was so upset that he didn't know what to do. He was confused. How could he help her solve this kind of family problem?

Song Yurou stepped on the accelerator and rushed home. Her grandmother was in poor health and was obsessed with the temple. Her mother was often there to accompany her. She felt a little isolated and helpless. She kept trying to figure out what her father meant and why he asked her to come back.

Song Hai had dinner with Gong Longkun, the head of the Gong family, last night. During the dinner, Gong Longkun brought up the matter of marriage to him again.

Gong Longkun was over fifty years old, short and fat, his eyes almost hidden beneath his flesh, only occasionally revealing a gleam of brilliance. He raised his wine glass, his other hand openly stroking the leg of the girl next to him. "Brother Song, a new project is about to start. There are many people who want to join, and there are many who are more powerful than your Song family. How would you like to join?"

His tone was full of hints, and he shook his head in disdain. He knew Song Hai very well. He was greedy and as poisonous as a snake. However, his daughter was really good-looking, so he was willing to give her some benefits.

Song Hai immediately understood what the other party meant. He originally wanted to marry Ji Xia to him, but Ji Xia was not afraid of wearing shoes because she was barefoot. She completely resisted returning to the Song family, so the matter was shelved.

Now, the Xiong and Gong families have obtained a lot of resources, and the entire Song family has jumped up a level. This is more than what he got when he sacrificed his sister. His eyes have been blinded by interests.

He asked tentatively, "I wonder what my father-in-law's identity is like?" Since Song Yurou was unwilling to return to the Ji family, it would not be in vain that he had raised her all these years. The Gong family was a good place for her to go.

"Hahahaha, of course, it's a closer relationship." Gong Longkun was very satisfied with the other party's understanding.

"I wonder which of my two daughters is more suitable?" Song Hai had already decided to let Song Yurou marry him, but he did not forget to confirm it again.

Gong Longkun kept twisting the string with his right hand, knowing in his heart: "Of course it's Yu Rou." He was not blind, of course he thought Ji Xia was prettier, looking like a fairy, it would be nice to marry her home and put her there, but he didn't expect that she would talk to Jiang Qingyan.

He had been waiting, but he didn't expect that the two of them hadn't broken up for so long. He was not stupid and would not go against the Song family. Moreover, seeing that Song Hai couldn't control Ji Xia, he decided to settle for the second best.

Song Yurou is also good, she has some fame and is decent enough to take out.

There were naturally other children from small families in the circle, but he looked down on them. Thinking that he would soon marry a young girl, he pinched the girl's chest complacently and said, "Hahahaha, then I'll wait for the wedding." The fat on his face swayed as he laughed, and Song Yurou's nominal boyfriend was completely ignored by him.

Song Hai ignored his behavior, raised his glass, and the two of them decided the fate of a girl while drinking.

In the original text, Ji Xia was also married so casually, and then died in the Gong family.

Song Hai sat by the tea table, waiting for his daughter to come back. The tea in the small teacup was clear, but there was a black mist lingering on it that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Song Yurou sat opposite him feeling a little nervous. Her sixth sense told her that things were not simple.

"Try the tea I made. It's freshly harvested tea leaves and it's pretty good." Song Hai naturally picked up the small teacup and took a sip.

Song Yurou didn't think much of it. She took two sips and put it down. She was so anxious that she couldn't even taste the fragrance of the tea leaves. She forced a smile and said, "It has a sweet aftertaste."

Song Hai placed the cup on the tea table and started the next topic in a weak voice, "You've been busy with work this year and rarely had time to come back. You look a lot thinner." Before he finished his caring words, he changed the subject, "Are you tired of running to the Ji family so frequently?" His cloudy eyes stared straight at Song Yurou.

He looked at the girl not as his daughter, but as a piece of fish on a chopping board, ready for him to slaughter.

Song Yurou's smile froze before it could even begin. She tried to explain how her father knew this, but she stammered, "Dad, I'm just curious. I..."

Song Hai raised his hand to signal the other party not to quibble, his voice carrying a certain tone of confidence, "What are you thinking? I don't need to say more, so as not to embarrass you. Now I am just informing you that the Song family needs you to marry into the Gong family. Please prepare."

Song Yurou stood up in shock. She couldn't believe what she had heard. Now that everything was out in the open, she subconsciously refused, "No, Dad, you raised me, how could you bear it?" As if she had thought of something, she rushed forward in embarrassment and knelt heavily on the ground, "Let Ji Xia go, let Ji Xia go, how could you bear to leave me?"

"Besides, I have a boyfriend."

Song Hai was not moved by her crying voice at all. He didn't even look at the girl. He just said softly, "If you don't want to get married, then leave. The surname Ji is also good."

"The Gong family is furious, but that's just because you can't fit in in the circle. You can go back to the countryside and make dolls for Ji Xia with your parents. It's also a good choice. What do you think?" There was a hint of threat in the calm voice. If she didn't marry, he would have a way. Where could she run to?

"Think about it carefully. The Gong family won't wait for you." Song Hai casually pushed the pleading girl aside and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on his body. "Give me an answer within three days."

"By the way, don't think about asking your mother for help. She can't change anything." He turned around and warned, but his eyes fell on the steaming teacup and he smiled confidently.

The door of the tea room was closed. In the huge room, sunlight shone in from the side window. Song Yurou fell in the shadow in a mess, her whole body shivering. She was completely dazed, and now she was the one being roasted on the fire.

She suddenly thought of something, and she got up weakly, quickly ran out with her bag in her hand. She still had hope.

If she married the old man from the Gong family, she would be ruined. However, her father's warning just now was not just talk. If she left the Song family, she would be banned. She didn't want to live in that broken village, nor did she want to lose all her wealth.

"Ji Xia, if it weren't for that bitch Ji Xia, I wouldn't be in this situation now," Song Yurou's eyes were fierce. If she fell into the abyss, she would hold Ji Xia tightly.

But as she was driving fast on the road, she felt cold and something seemed to be leaving her.

The Internet is already in chaos enough, and Song Jinhuan did not miss this good opportunity. He added a cup of water to the frying pan, setting the Internet on fire. No one can expect to have an easy time.

He was responsible for setting fires online, while Song Jincheng directly sent people to arrest his father's mistress. Jiang Yutao hurried down the mountain after receiving the news.