The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 418 Are you sure you want to intercede for him
That's what happened.

"The Song family is looking for you?"

Ye Wanting suddenly couldn't speak, she can't lie, especially in front of Yan Chi.

Song Zhiwei was so anxious that he rummaged around to find a pen and paper, wrote down what he wanted to say on the paper and read it to her, but there was no light, so he couldn't see clearly, so he brought the candle over, the movement was a bit loud, I don't know what happened thing.

The crackling sound made Yan Chi suspicious.

"Who's next to you?"

"I……"

Song Zhiwei held up the paper, on which were written several hideous characters: Think about your mother.

This is her father.

For his own benefit, he used his mother to threaten her. After all, that was his former wife.

"Brother Yanchi..."

"Ye Wanting!"

Song Zhiwei yelled in a low voice anxiously, not daring to speak loudly, and pointed upstairs too much.

If there is no satisfactory result tonight, he will not leave.

Ye Wanting also knew, she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Yanchi, forget it, let the Song family go."

"Let them go?" Yan Chi said coldly: "Song Zhiwei has already made all of your Ye family's money his own, even if the company takes it back, it is impossible for him to become yours, and he can even bite you back. Didn't you Keep his evidence, but he has evidence to sue you, this kind of father, are you sure you want to intercede for him?"

Ye Wanting was astonished, and her disappointment deepened. She held her head and said in a broken voice, "I know, I don't care if the family property can be brought back, I just want to live a good life with my mother in the future."

Yan Chi sighed, "Give the phone to Song Zhiwei, is he next to you?"

Ye Wanting hesitated for a moment, then gave the phone to Song Zhiwei.

Song Zhiwei didn't dare to pick it up, turned on the speakerphone and put it on the coffee table, and said respectfully, "Yan, Mr. Yan, hello, I'm Song Zhiwei, and I'm Wanting's father."

"From now on, I'm going to encircle and suppress your Song family. It's up to you how much property you can keep. Get out of Rongcheng before dawn, otherwise, I won't get you a penny. Do you understand?"

"Understood, I'm leaving now, in the future..."

Yan Chi hung up the phone directly.

Song Zhiwei didn't delay for a second, made a few phone calls, and transferred all the cash that could be withdrawn to his private account, and the company didn't care about it, but his speed was not as fast as Yan Chi's, and even the money in several places could not be withdrawn at all. .

He was in a hurry to contact everywhere, and there was a lot of movement from here, and he didn't care if there were any patients upstairs.

Ye Wanting sat decadently on the sofa, hugging her knees, crying helplessly.

It's bitter, really bitter.

Here, Nan Jiaojiao put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, she and Bo Yanqing cleaned up together, and went to take a shower first.

When she came out, Bo Yanqing was still in the bathroom of the second bedroom.

She found a semi-finished hangover soup, put it in a pot and mixed it with water, boiled it and put it into a bowl, holding it out, just in time for Bo Yan to clean his hair and wash his hair.

"For me?"

"No, I sent this bowl downstairs. Chu Yao drank a lot of wine. I'll go down and take care of it."

Bo Yanqing sighed in disappointment, "I'm actually lagging behind now, and it really doesn't feel new to me."

A string in Nan Jiaojiao's mind tensed instantly, and she hurriedly argued: "Impossible, I really like your beauty."

"Then are you leaving?"

"Chu Yao is alone."

Bo Yanqing pulled her back, "She's not alone, Mo Tingshen is downstairs, he will take care of her."

Nan Jiaojiao was right after thinking about it, "Okay, then I'll give you this bowl."

Bo Yanqing: "..."

(End of this chapter)