Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

The old residence of the Song family.

Since Di Bei's death, the previous public attacks against Mr. Song have disappeared overnight.

Even though Mr. Song now lives in seclusion and doesn't pay much attention to outside affairs, he still discovered the strangeness of this matter with his keen intuition.

Mr. Song directly called the housekeeper and asked him to investigate Di Bei's matter.

This investigation is really remarkable.

Song Jing went back late on the day he met Zhan Mochen, and Mr. Song didn't say anything.

But early the next morning, he called Song Jing to the study.

In the quiet courtyard, the bamboo shadows are whirling, refreshing and pleasant.

However, Mr. Song's face was ugly, which cast a layer of gloom over this quiet environment for no reason.

After Song Jing entered, Mr. Song directly threw the situation of public opinion monitoring these days in front of him.

"Since the day Di Bei died, all public opinions about the life-long lawsuit between me and Di Jing have completely disappeared. What does this mean? It means that he has always been the one making trouble behind the scenes!"

"And you have been indulging him all this time! Helping him hide these things! You also put him in our Song family's secret base for training for a year, and allowed him to come to our home to meet Lin Jingqing and Xiaotuanzi. Did you know Do you know that keeping such a person around is tantamount to attracting wolves into the house? If Xiaoshao and Xiaotuanzi are harmed, you will definitely be blamed for their death!"

Mr. Song was so angry that he couldn't help coughing.

"grandfather!"

Song Jing was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, and infinite regret welled up in his heart.

The reason why the things Di Bei did have been concealed until now is not because Grandpa didn't have the means to find out.

It's just that grandpa trusts him too much. He has become accustomed to delegating power to him over the years and has never had any doubts about what he does.

But this time, if he couldn't tell clearly, he would definitely break Grandpa's heart.

Song Jing weighed it again and again, and after Mr. Song calmed down a little, he lowered his head and admitted his mistake to Mr. Song.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so merciful to him. I was wrong from the beginning..."

"So? You regard him as a blood sibling, and you don't hesitate to use the resources of my Song family to train and support him, and then let him turn the gun and destroy me and the Song family? Song Jing, Song Jing, what are you doing? dare!"

Mr. Song was still upset when he saw his grandson like this. He got so angry that he grabbed the teacup at hand and threw it at Song Jing!

Song Jing stood up straight and didn't even try to hide.

The teacup hit him on the head, leaving a red mark, and the tea poured all over his head.

The old housekeeper who was waiting at the door heard the noise and hurried in to check. When he saw the scene, he hurried forward to take care of Song Jing: "Young Master!"

Mr. Song shouted angrily: "Get out!"

"master……"

The old housekeeper retracted his hand, his face filled with worry that he could not hide.

The old man has never been so angry with the young master, why did he suddenly...

Song Jing wiped the tea on his face and whispered to the old housekeeper to go out: "Uncle Wei, I'm fine."

The old housekeeper had no choice but to excuse himself: "Then... the young master has something to say to the old lady slowly."

The door to the study room was closed again, and Mr. Song looked at Song Jing coldly. The heartache that flashed in his eyes had been hidden, leaving only the majesty and coldness of the head of the family.

"When I first captured Lin Jingqing, I knew her family members were still alive after her remarriage. For your sake, I didn't pursue the case. I didn't want you to face these embarrassments. But in the end, it was you who allowed them to come. Embarrass me! What do the Song family and I mean to you?" After getting older, Mr. Song has not been so angry for a long time in order to cultivate himself.

But now that he thought about everything Lin Jingqing had caused, he was still furious. In his excitement, he even began to speak erratically.

"I raised you single-handedly, and gave you everything in the Song family. Are these not as good as Lin Jingqing, a watery bitch? If I had known today, I should have killed this troublemaker directly when I caught her. To avoid leaving so many troubles!”

"Back then she pretended to have amnesia and left you indifferent. You actually lied to me for her. Who the hell is she? She deserves this!"

Mr. Song became angrier as he talked and cursed Lin Jingqing!

Song Jing lowered his head and remained silent, listening without saying a word.

Listening to his grandfather scolding his biological mother made him feel very uncomfortable.

But he didn't want to say it directly to make Mr. Song even more angry.

But Lin Jingqing didn't know about Di Bei. She was also a victim.

Song Jing raised his head and looked at Mr. Song calmly.

"Grandpa, Lin Jingqing did something wrong back then. She deserves to suffer misery for the rest of her life. But everything Di Bei did was caused by my connivance and had nothing to do with her."

"It doesn't matter? Oh, isn't Di Bei her biological child? It's impossible to let go of the relationship!"

Mr. Song sneered: "I didn't kill her just for your sake, otherwise I should reunite mother and son now..."

"Grandpa!" Song Jing said suddenly, interrupting Mr. Song.

He felt Mr. Song's murderous intention, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "Now Lin Jingqing has been turned into a half-dead vegetative state by Di Bei, her biological son. Can't such retribution offset her fault?"

"It can't be offset! Unless she dies -" Mr. Song gritted his teeth with murderous intent.

The moment he shouted these words, Mr. Song even wanted to call the housekeeper in and directly order him to go to the hospital to pull out Lin Jingqing's oxygen tube!
But seeing Song Jing confronting him coldly, Mr. Song took a few deep breaths and suppressed his overwhelming murderous intent.

It is obvious from the current situation that Song Jing is still thinking about the weak mother-son affection and is protecting Lin Jingqing, a bitch, in every possible way.

If he kills Lin Jingqing forcefully, it will only make their ancestors and grandchildren turn against each other.

But if he doesn't kill Lin Jingqing, even if he keeps her alive, it won't be able to eliminate the hatred in his heart!
Song Jing could also hear what Mr. Song wanted to do, but he silently met Mr. Song's gaze and refused to give in.

Lin Jingqing had all kinds of sins, but she was still his biological mother.

She is already a vegetative state with only a few days to live, so why should she be exterminated?
After a long confrontation, Mr. Song seemed to be angry. He leaned forward due to excitement and fell heavily back into the rosewood chair. He waved his hand tiredly with disappointment in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, you are old now and can make your own decisions. You don't have to listen to my words anymore. You can go and do whatever you want... Anyway, I don't have many days to live. When I die, Even if you bring Lin Jingqing back to support you, I can't control you anymore."

"grandfather!"

Song Jing's heart softened, and her toughness instantly turned into sadness and guilt.

He could be tough when facing the powerful Mr. Song, but he felt extremely guilty when facing the old Mr. Song who was in his dying years and full of disappointment.

The double psychological torture made him couldn't help but bow his head to Mr. Song.

"Grandpa, I just spoke too radically, please don't be angry..."

"Oh, my grandson is old and can take care of himself. Why should I be angry?"

Mr. Song waved his hand: "Let's go. You don't have to come to my place anymore if you have nothing to do." (End of Chapter)