I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Song Yichuan saw a moment of shock and fear in his wife's eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He couldn't help but turn around to see who it was, but as soon as he twisted his neck, he saw the sharp blade approaching a little closer, and a rough voice sounded: "Don't move, or I will kill you."

The voice was suppressed very low, but Song Yizhuan somehow sounded familiar.

"If you want to survive, be honest."

Another person's voice sounded, and it sounded clearer and younger. Song Yizhuan suddenly opened his eyes wide. How could this voice be so similar to the voice of his brother Song Jie from the same village...

"Xiaojie, is that you?"

No one responded, but Song Yizhuan felt that the person behind him who tied his hands froze for a moment.

Song Yizhuan's heart gradually sank.

This group of people tied up Song Yizhuan and Wen Lan, and their actions were very rough.

Seeing that his wife's wrists were strangled with hemp rope and leaving a bloody mark, Song Yizhuan hurriedly said: "Don't hurt us, we can discuss anything if there is anything."

"Have a good discussion? Are you willing to listen to us have a good discussion?"

Song Yichuan was stunned when he heard the voice of his other good brother Dashan.

Until he was thrown to the floor and looked at the three familiar faces in front of him, Song Yizhuan was so angry that he almost broke his teeth, and at the same time he was in pain and puzzled:

"You...why...why are you doing this? Let us go quickly and discuss the matter carefully. We are brothers, how can you do this?!"

Song Yizhuan's voice was full of anger, but the people standing didn't care at all: "Humph, if we can have a good discussion, why should we go to all the trouble to arrest you? You say we are brothers, who doesn't know you, Song Yizhuan?" The hypocrisy is disgusting. When you were in school, your brothers pooled their money to support you..."

Dashan's face was ferocious: "Your boy is now considered to be prosperous. He is very prestigious in the entertainment industry and is married to a rich lady. My brothers are so poor that they are almost broke and you are not willing to help, you heartless bitch!"

Song Jie sneered: "You keep saying you have no money, how can you have no money? Who doesn't know that you are a famous agent in the entertainment industry, and your dividends alone are tens of millions a year, but you can give us hundreds of thousands in turnover Even if we don’t want to, our sincerity in the past has really gone to waste!”

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? This kid is a typical bitch. I don't think he will be able to spit out a single word if you force him!"

……

Song Yizhuan looked at them in disbelief. He didn't expect that his impression in their hearts would be like this, let alone that they could say such hurtful words.

His usually elegant face rarely turned red: "You guys...I lent you several million for turnover, but you didn't return a penny to me. I would be completely benevolent if I didn't ask you for repayment out of affection." , you actually said that I am a picky person?"

This sentence only made the three people angry. Song Yizhuan was slapped by Song Jie, and his whole face turned away, and a slap mark instantly appeared on his face.

Wen Lan screamed: "Husband!"

Dashan sneered and said: "You are indeed a gold medal agent. He speaks in a domineering manner. What are you dragging? I think you are getting more and more confused about yourself. Look at the clothes you are wearing and where you live." Big house, think about how all this came about. If you didn't have a few brothers to help you pay for tuition, you would go to a shitty university. If you can't go to university, why would you be an agent? How can you make so much money if you can't become an agent? "

Song Jie nodded: "As a human being, you have to know how to repay kindness. We treat you sincerely. It's better for you. When you have money, you no longer care about brotherhood. It's okay. I just taught you a lesson today and let you recognize yourself. !" After saying that, Song Yizhuan received another slap on the other side of his face.

"That's enough!" Wen Lan looked at them angrily: "It's obviously you who need to recognize yourselves! You only talk about the financial support that year, and don't mention anything about what my husband did for you. He gave it to you when he was in school. I blocked a knife and was punished because of that incident and was not admitted to the best high school in the county."

"He never forgot about you after he started working, not to mention the millions of loans. Liu Ren, who stayed by the hospital bed to take care of your mother when you were busy at work? Song Jie, when you got married, you still had the RV. Who gave you the gift money? And Dashan, when your daughter had a kidney transplant, who went all over the capital to find a suitable kidney source for you?"

"You kidnap my husband every time because of tuition fees. Are you still human?!"

"Shut up, bitch, there is no place for you to talk here! We will even beat you if you make us angry. Don't think we don't know that you are half responsible for Song Yizhuan becoming what he is now!" The three of them became angry with embarrassment.

"Don't hit her. If you want to, hit me! None of these things have anything to do with her!" Song Yichuan said anxiously. He was completely disappointed with these people and only hoped that they would lose their temper and leave as soon as possible.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be a lover. You are so good to your wife, why are you so heartless to your brothers!"

Song Yizhuan received another slap, this time he just smiled bitterly.

"It's a good thing you came here to play, otherwise I wouldn't know how to start!"

After saying that, a few people went out to collect money and valuables with great fanfare, but Song Yizhuan and Wen Lan were still tied up and thrown to the ground.

Listening to the noise downstairs, Song Yizhuan's face gradually turned pale: "No one has come yet after such a big movement. The servants here should have been controlled by them..."

He looked sideways at Wen Lan again: "I'm sorry Lan'er, it's all my fault for causing you to suffer with me..."

Wen Lan stared in the direction of the door: "I don't know if my son is awake. I hope these beasts won't attack our son..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was kicked open again, and three people walked up holding a pile of gold and silver jewelry, but it was obvious that they were not satisfied with this.

Song Yizhuan was kicked by Dashan.

"That's all the valuable stuff you have at home?"

Song Yizhuan bent over and coughed twice before being pulled up again. He explained: "I don't live here long and I don't have much money. I really don't have much money. Please let us go..."

"You're a liar! Where is your bank card? What's the password?"

Seeing that Song Yizhuan did not answer, Song Jie kicked Song Yizhuan a few more times and even took out a dagger as a threat, but despite this, Song Yizhuan still refused to speak.

Just as Wen Lan was about to speak, Song Yizhuan stopped him: "No..."

He couldn't bear to be humiliated like this by someone he regarded as a brother, let alone pay the money in person.

Song Jie originally wanted to find Song Yizhuan's son to use as a threat, but he searched the whole house and couldn't find it. In anger, he walked over to Wen Lan and held her hostage.

"Still unwilling to tell? Then your wife will suffer a lot!"