Chapter 420 Get angry and run away from home

Jiang Lan was frightened by her husband.

Looking at Song Huaizhong, who looked like a Satan from the eighteenth floor of hell, she opened her mouth slightly, wanting to persuade, but dared not.

She knew that this time her daughter was too wrong.

Even when she saw those photos, she was very angry, let alone her husband who always put face first?
Therefore, she did not dare to persuade, nor did she know how to persuade her!

"..." Probably because she didn't expect her father to be cruel to her, Song Anqi covered half of her face that was burning with pain, and was stunned on the spot.

After a long time, she finally came back to her senses.

Tears gradually accumulated in her delicate black eyes.

"Dad, do you know why I insisted on competing with Song Yinyin and robbing her? No matter what she reads, I will learn what she is strong in. I want to be strong in everything. The reason why I did this is not all. It's because of my mother!"

"..."

"Don't think I don't know. In fact, you married my mother just to anger Song Yinyin's mother. Didn't you marry my mother because you couldn't get her mother's heart?"

"..." Song Huaizhong's face changed slightly.

Song Anqi also went all out, and poured out all the worries that had been pent up in her heart for many years.

"My mother is so kind to you, everything is centered on you, but you, you only have that bitch Xiao Yueru in your heart! On the surface, everyone thinks that you have my mother in your heart, so you marry her and let her be I lost your second wife, in fact, you know very well in your heart how you treat my mother!"

The more she talked about it, Song Anqi became angrier and more emotional, she didn't care about 21, and became more unrestrained.

"Do you think I don't know? Besides my mother, you had other women at the time, and you just wanted to find a powerful woman to vent your anger on you in front of Xiao Yueru! It's also because my mother is of value to you. It's not my mother, you can't win the Xiao family's property, can you?!"

Jiang Lan was a financial accountant, she was the one who helped Song Huaizhong swallow the Xiao family into his pocket.

Song Huaizhong's face was livid with anger, and he tightly clenched his hands hanging by his side.

On the other hand, Jiang Lan, seeing Song Anqi say something she shouldn't have said, Song Huaizhong's expression became more and more terrifying, and she began to panic.

She quickly grabbed her daughter's hand: "An Qi, stop talking! Stop talking, your father will be angry."

"If you get angry, get angry, and I'm afraid that he won't be angry, I..."

Before Song Anqi could finish speaking, Song Huaizhong slapped her hard again.

But this time, because Song Anqi was not on guard, she was slapped by Song Huaizhong and fell to the ground.

Unable to stand on her feet for a while, she propped her hands on the ground, but her forehead touched the table leg.

thump—

Stars suddenly appeared in her eyes, and there was a sharp pain on her forehead. She let out a cry of pain, and subconsciously covered her forehead.

When I covered it, I actually touched a hand of blood.

"My God, Angie, you're bleeding!"

Jiang Lan turned pale with fright, and was also annoyed. She turned her head and stared at Song Huaizhong, "Song Huaizhong, you are my own daughter and you don't want me anymore?!"

In fact, after Song Huaizhong beat Song Anqi, he also regretted it a little.

But he was more face-saving, sniffed, and said: "She is so old, how many times have I hit her? It's the lack of hitting that made her so lawless!"

When Song Anqi saw the blood on her hands, she glanced at the corner of her mouth, and tears of grievance filled her eyes.

The next second, she got up without saying a word, and ran out.

"An Qi, An Qi, don't go..."

Jiang Lan wanted to chase after her, but Song Huaizhong scolded her: "Let her go! You turned against her!"

(End of this chapter)

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