Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

So that day he ran to see Song Qingle.

Song Qingle told him that she was not crazy, but Song Qingyin sent her to a mental hospital to punish her.

Looking at Song Qingle with such a clear expression, Song Liancheng naturally believed that Song Qingle was not crazy.

Song Qingle did indeed do something wrong and hurt Song Qingyin. Song Liancheng was also annoyed at Song Qingle at the time, but now seeing Song Qingle like this, his heart aches.

No matter what, Song Qingle was his daughter.

Reluctant to let Song Qingle stay in this place, Song Liancheng began to think of a way.

So from that time on, Song Liancheng has been thinking about asking that woman for the money to return the house, and tricked Song Qingyin into asking for the money because she was sick.

Although Shao Tingxun got all the 200 million back, but fortunately, Song Qingyin gave her 400 million a few days ago.

After taking the money, he came over immediately, and deliberately contacted the director of the mental illness.

How Song Qingle was sent in, the dean naturally knew it well, but he didn't have the guts to challenge Shao Tingxun to get Song Qingle out of this place.

But the person who came to look for him now was Song Liancheng, Shao Tingxun's father-in-law.

Song Liancheng is also a sensible person.

"Dean, I know you have your own ideas. Don't worry, if she has any problems after she leaves here, I will take care of my daughter and son-in-law."

Such a word of assurance naturally made the other party unable to dispel their doubts.

Song Liancheng gave the other party 50 of the money he asked for from Song Qingyin.

Seeing the money, the other party hesitated, and then accepted it. After all, it has been so long, and Shao Tingxun should not care much about Song Qingle, and it is said that the child back then was fine.

In just a few hours, Song Qingle was transferred from the mental hospital to the prison.

Although she was still imprisoned, there was no mental torture, which was a good thing for Song Qingle.

But Song Liancheng didn't keep a cent of the remaining [-] million.

100 million was the down payment for the house, and Song Liancheng moved the real estate certificate to Song Qingle.

"Qingle, Dad bought this house for you. After you finish your sentence, you will live here when you come out."

As for the money for the mortgage in the future, Song Liancheng has already thought about it. From now on, he will ask Song Qingyin for advice every month, and try to pay off the mortgage for Song Qingle when he fails.

"In addition, there are 200 million in this card. You can save some money when you come out, and it will be enough for you to live your life well."

The remaining 50 Song Liancheng was used to manage Song Qingle's life in prison.

Song Liancheng hoped that Song Qingle could live a more enjoyable life inside, and if he was lucky, he could come out earlier.

Song Qingle stared at the things Song Liancheng put in front of him in a daze for a long time.

The heart that had already been let go now became stronger again, full of hatred.

"Dad, why are you doing this all of a sudden? Isn't Song Qingyin the most important thing in your eyes? Don't tell me, in fact, my mother and I know that you only intend to hand over the entire Song family to Song Qingyin from the beginning to the end. Now you are so Do it, don't you know you are hurting Song Qingyin?!"

Song Qingle tried her best to keep her voice calm, but her reddened eyes, clenched fists, and whitened joints completely exposed her anger at the moment.

She always thought in her heart that she lost Song Qingyin's child, and Song Liancheng didn't dote on her in the first place. If this happened, Song Liancheng must treat her as a daughter.

But now...

When she called Song Liancheng that day, she also had the mentality of giving it a try, but she didn't want Song Liancheng to show up.

But at that time Song Liancheng left quickly after he appeared, she thought that Song Liancheng's coming to see her should be regarded as an outpouring of mercy.

But it never occurred to Song Liancheng to get her out of that painful place now and prepare these things for her.

This made her love for her father, which had long been sunk, revive again, but instead of being grateful, she just felt more pain in her heart and hated Song Liancheng even more.

Facing Song Qingle's questioning, Song Liancheng didn't know how to answer, so he just sighed heavily.

Raising his hand, Song Liancheng gently stroked Song Qingle's face.

Song Jiangcheng's hand seemed extremely hot, Song Qingle deeply suppressed the disgust in his heart, so he didn't shake off Song Liancheng's hand just now.

And Song Liancheng looked at Song Qingle with a complicated expression, because he was also thinking of Song Qingyin at the moment.

He also knew in his heart that although Song Qingyin was always stubborn with him from time to time, Song Qingyin was the one he cared about most in his heart.

The reason why he swindled money from Song Qingyin to Song Qingle was also because he thought that Song Qingyin was not only taken care of by Shao Tingxun, but also that he could take care of himself, so he didn't need to worry anymore.

In contrast, Song Qingle has nothing, it's really pitiful.

What's more, it has now been discovered that the child who died at that time was not Song Qingyin's child.

A sneer flashed across Song Qingle's face for a moment at Song Liancheng who was distracted.

Then Song Qingle squeezed Song Liancheng's hand, "Dad, thank you for preparing so much for me."

Song Qingle grabbed Song Liancheng's hand and buried it on her forehead, lowered her head and cried bitterly.

Seeing Song Qingle like this, Song Liancheng felt even more distressed, and pulled Song Qingle into his arms.

"Qingle, don't cry."

Song Liancheng comforted him sincerely, but Song Qingle's expression flashed a gloomy look.

Then deliberately sniffed, Song Qingle calmed down, and pushed Song Liancheng away.

"Dad, do you really believe that I killed my sister's child back then? In fact, I have been hiding this matter, but today I think I want to tell my father that you should believe me, Dad."

Song Liancheng's expression froze, and he hesitated, "Qingle, what do you mean?"

Song Qingle sniffed, and intentionally squeezed Song Liancheng's hand a little harder, expressing her nervousness.

"Dad, in fact, I didn't kill my sister's child. I was really pregnant with Ting Xun's child back then, and my sister framed me because she was worried that I would take the position of Mrs. Shao's. My mother also knew about it, so Killed by design."

Song Qingle's words shocked Song Liancheng deeply.

After a while, Song Liancheng's face turned cold when he realized it, "Qingle, I thought you should have reflected on it for so long, but I didn't expect you to frame Qingyin like this without knowing repentance."

Seeing Song Liancheng's rapidly changing expression, Song Qingle's face was deliberately depressed, but his heart sank hard, cold and hard.

Sure enough, in contrast, in Song Liancheng's heart, she was just like this.

"Dad, I thought you would believe me, that's why I wanted to tell you, but it seems I'm overthinking it."

Song Qingle couldn't help lowering his head, his face was pitiful and distressing.

Song Liancheng's heart wavered slightly, "It's not that Dad doesn't believe you in Qingle, but you have to come up with something to make Dad believe you, don't you? You and Qingyin are both Dad's daughters, Dad also wants to be fair, right? "

Taking a deep breath, Song Liancheng took a bit of resentment again, "And you said that your mother was killed by design, and my father would not believe anything, and my father treated her badly, but your mother emptied the whole The Song family, so much so that the entire Song family has nothing left."

Yao Jinfeng hollowed out the entire Song family, and Song Qingle knew that this could not be denied.

"Father, my mother is indeed sorry for you for emptying out the Song family, but my mother once told me that if you didn't have such a heart for your sister, my mother would not have such an idea."

As he spoke, Song Qingle suddenly knelt down facing Song Liancheng.

"Dad, I apologize to her for this matter, but you must believe me, I really did nothing wrong, I was just framed, Dad, you just find a way to get me out of here Bar."

Facing Song Liancheng, Song Qingle also became cruel and kowtowed vigorously.

Song Liancheng couldn't bear Song Qingle's appearance, so he immediately pulled Song Qingle up from the ground.

"Forget it, your mother's matter is over, and it has nothing to do with you, just don't say any more framing words, your sister has suffered so much from you, can't you let your sister go now?"

Song Liancheng's slightly reproachful words darkened Song Qingle's heart inch by inch, and she clenched her hands into balls secretly.

On the surface, she forced herself to put on a pitiful appearance.

"Dad, didn't you tell me to find something? My child was tested for paternity after birth. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital to have a look."

Song Liancheng didn't know much about the past.

Naturally, she didn't know about the child's transfer at that time. The child in her hand was Song Qingyin's child at that time, and she took the child for an examination, and it was naturally Shao Tingxun's child.

Although this thing is likely to be debunked, it is no problem to keep Song Liancheng a secret for a while.

Seeing Song Qingle's affirmation, Song Liancheng's heart was even more shaken.

In Song Liancheng's state, Song Qingle knew in his heart that Song Liancheng must have been shaken.

Song Qingle continued, "Father, the only person I can rely on now is you. If you don't believe in me, who else will believe in me?"

Song Liancheng's mood was somewhat complicated.

Suppressing this matter, Song Liancheng held Song Qingle in his arms and gave some instructions before leaving.

As soon as Song Liancheng left from Song Qingle's side, he immediately went to the hospital.

He still wanted to know if what Song Qingle said was true, the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, and he couldn't let Song Qingle be wronged like this.

Before and after Song Liancheng left, Song Qingle called Song Qingyin.

Looking at the strange call, Song Qingyin hesitated.

Thinking that Song Liancheng was gone now, he picked it up.

"Hi, hello." Song Qingyin said.

It's just that there was no response on the phone for a few seconds.

Song Qingyin couldn't help but frowned, "May I ask who you are?"

"Dad, is that you?"

……

Just when she was wondering, the other end of the phone finally responded, "Long time no see, sister."

Song Qingyin couldn't help being taken aback by the familiar voice, and her hand holding the phone was unconsciously tightened a little.

Although nothing happened to the baby in the end, the anger from the past surged up uncontrollably.

"What are you going to do?"

After asking, Song Qingyin paused again, she thought maybe she didn't need to waste time with Song Qingle at all.

After thinking about it, she hung up the phone without waiting for Song Qingle's answer.

But just as the phone hung up, it rang again.

the same number.

"Miss Song, your father..."

That's when the court staff spoke to her.