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Chapter 152 Reflect on me at home!

This was tantamount to acquiescing, and Jiang Lan was so angry that she rushed forward and grabbed Song Huaizhong by the collar.

"Song Huaizhong, you are talking, do you still have that bitch in your heart? Tell me!"

"Nonsense!" Angrily shouted, Song Huaizhong brushed her away indifferently.

Jiang Lan couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground, almost unable to get up.

Song Anqi was also frightened, she had never seen such a cold father, she quickly squatted down.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Jiang Lan was thrown so badly that her hair was messed up and her clothes were wrinkled. She just sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Oh, hello, I'm the bloody bad luck of eight lifetimes. I've worked so hard to take care of you father and daughter for decades, but now I can't even compare to a dead bitch. I just go and die... ..."

"Enough! Shut up! Do you really want me to drive you out of the house?!"

"..." Jiang Lan choked.

In the past, every time my daughter made a mistake, as long as she was protecting her, she could always get through it safely.

But this time, Song Huaizhong didn't buy it, it seemed that he was really angry.

She doesn't have a job, and she is all supported by Song Huaizhong. If she is really kicked out of the house, what will she eat and drink?
If the bank card Song Huaizhong gave her was frozen, she would have to drink Northwest Wind.

It seems that I can only endure it for a while, and wait for a while before getting rid of this bad breath for my daughter.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lan sniffed, stretched out her hand and said, "Daughter, help me up."

Song Anqi nodded: "Mom, be careful."

Jiang Lan stood up straight, raised her head and said bitterly: "Old Song, I ask you, but you promised yourself that you would take that [-] million as a dowry to An Qi!"

"Confused!"

Song Huaizhong spat.

He said coldly, "Don't even think about it. If I don't spit out the [-] million yuan, can Yinyin calm down? I'm afraid my company and this house will be gone by then."

"..." Jiang Lan froze and stopped talking.

This is true.

Both the company and the old house were snatched from Song Yinyin's grandfather. If she really pursued it, their family would get nothing.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Song Huaizhong snorted coldly.

"I know I'm wrong? If you were not a foolish mother and didn't teach your daughter well, she wouldn't have become so arrogant!"

"Yes..." Jiang Lan replied.

"Give me a little peace in the future, without my permission, you mother and daughter are not allowed to act rashly."

After a slight pause, he turned his head and glared at Song Anqi again, "And you, Nirvana! During this time, you just stay at home obediently, reflect on yourself, and don't go anywhere!"

"Dad! I..."

Before Song Anqi could react, Song Huaizhong yelled again: "Housekeeper, come in and find Miss's bank card for me!"

Father is going to cut off his own source of income.

Song Anqi still wanted to protest, but when she looked up, she saw Song Huaizhong's eyes were as cold as ice, and his eyes seemed to be poisoned.

This is the real scary side of my father.

Song Anqi shrank in fright, and didn't dare to speak any more.

At this time, the butler found the wallet from Song Anqi's bag, took out several bank black cards, and handed them back to Song Huaizhong.

"Here you are, sir."

Song Huaizhong took the bank card and ordered coldly for the last time: "Housekeeper, watch her closely!"

"Yes."

With an order, he left with a flick of his sleeves, and the door was slammed heavily.

As soon as he left, Jiang Lan and Song Anqi suddenly fell down on the carpet like frost-beaten eggplants.

Lu's mansion.

Lu Jinhan didn't sleep well, and had a vague dream.

In the dream, Song Yinyin was wearing a white dress, her seaweed-like long hair was loosely spread out on his shoulders like seaweed.

Later, she didn't know what happened, she suddenly twisted her body in pain, her small face was tightly wrinkled, and big cold sweat broke out from her forehead.

Immediately afterwards, she began to vomit blood profusely...

"Do not--"

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed in shock.

He opened his eyes and looked around, but there was no one around him, so it turned out that he was just having a nightmare.

How could there be such a weird nightmare?
Lu Jinhan couldn't help cursing in a low voice, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, damn it, what happened to him...

He took a deep breath in annoyance, and turned his head to see that there was no one around him, only a faint scent of fragrance remained.

He had a feeling of time and space confusion, and felt in a trance that the scene of her crying in his arms for a long time last night was just a dream?

Glancing inadvertently, he found a sticky sticker on the bedside table.

He picked it up and saw a line of juanxiu's slender words: [Last night, thank you. 】

It really wasn't a dream...

Lu Jinhan sighed lightly, and unconsciously outlined a shallow and beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth.

But, how could there be such a strange nightmare just now?

Does that mean Song Yinyin is in danger?
And the danger that happened to her is related to him?

Or, is it because of the poison of the blood curse? !

His temples throbbed, and he rubbed his temples, finally suppressing the pain.

He got up and went to the closet, took out a shirt and a pair of trousers and changed into them.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to take off his coat, suddenly, an uncontrollable tingling sensation spread from his body to all his limbs.

He subconsciously held on to something beside him, but unexpectedly, he knocked over a glass decoration.

bang-

Suddenly there was a sharp and piercing sound, and the expensive glass decoration was smashed to pieces.

After hearing the noise, Rong Bo went upstairs quickly, opened the door and entered.

As far as he could see, Lu Jinhan was curled up all over, with a painful expression on his face, which surprised Bo Rong.

"Master, you are... quick! Lie down on the bed!"

Suddenly, he realized something.

Without further ado, Bo Rong immediately stretched out his hand to support Lu Jinhan's body, and helped him to the side of the bed to lie down.

Lu Jinhan closed his eyes, waiting for the unbearable pain to pass.

Uncle Rong didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't dare to touch him.

Because he knew that the reason why Lu Jinhan had this reaction was because - tomorrow is the night of the full moon, and the poison of his blood curse is about to take hold!
(End of this chapter)