Rebirth 1991: Marrying the beautiful squad leader at the beginning

Snapped!

Before Song Mingda could get close, Zhao Hou was slapped hard across the face, immediately wincing in pain.

Seeing that it wasn't Song Mingda who made the move, and not knowing who it was, he immediately became furious.

After all, it was only natural for Song Mingda to slap him, and he couldn't say anything. But if someone else slapped him, he would never tolerate it.

But when he turned his head, he was surprised and shocked to find that the person who hit him was Song Shihua.

Besides Zhao Hou, many relatives present were also surprised. No one expected that Song Shihua, a junior, would hit an elder, who was also her cousin, in front of so many people.

Song Mingfeng, who was aligned with Zhao Hou, was especially shocked and instinctively took a step back, already imagining that Song Shihua's next slap would land on his face at any moment.

The scene was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Meeting Song Shihua's murderous gaze, Zhao Hou felt a chill run down his spine. Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of those around him, the prideful Zhao Hou, relying on his seniority, immediately said, "Song Shihua, how dare you, a junior, hit an elder like me? Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about? You're utterly lawless..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish saying the word "heaven," another slap landed on his face. It was Song Shihua again who made the move, and the force of the slap made Zhao Hou stagger and almost fall to the ground.

At this moment, Song Shihua remained silent, yet her aura was overwhelmingly cold and intimidating.

"You...you...you're insane?"

Unexpectedly, Song Shihua slapped him again. Zhao Hou covered his painful face, trembling with anger.

Song Shihua glared at Zhao Hou, who immediately took a step back and wisely shut his mouth.

Ignoring Zhao Hou, Song Shihua's gaze fell on Song Mingfeng. Song Mingfeng panicked instantly and hurriedly said, "Shihua, I... I am your cousin, you can't hit me."

Even though he tried to remain calm, Song Mingfeng's voice trembled at this moment.

Staring coldly at Song Mingfeng for a long while, Song Shihua said in an icy voice, "I'm not hitting you this time because you're my uncle, but I might not next time!"

“Song Shihua, I’m also your uncle.”

Feeling insulted, Lord Zhao retorted, "Why did you hit me but not him?"

“…”?

Upon hearing this, Song Mingfeng really wanted to beat Zhao Hou up on the spot, thinking to himself that he was a bastard.

"If I call you 'Uncle,' then you're my uncle. If I don't, you're nothing!"

Song Shihua's gaze, sharp as a knife, fell upon Zhao Hou, and she said condescendingly, "If you knew that your surname is Zhao, not Song!"

"you……"

Zhao Hou's breath hitched; caught off guard, he was momentarily speechless, only able to retort defiantly, "So what if it's a watch? I'm not convinced, and that's it! What right does a junior like you have to hit an elder like me?"

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, another slap landed on Zhao Hou's face. Zhao Hou, who didn't know whose slap it was, was about to curse when he turned and met Song Mingda's icy gaze. A wave of fear washed over him, and he quickly stammered, "Brother Song... Brother Song, I was wrong today, but I didn't say..."

"enough!"

Upon hearing this, Song Mingda slapped Zhao Hou hard across the face again, his expression ashen, and said, "Get out of my house right now, I don't want to see you again!"

"elder brother……"

Zhao Hou wanted to say something, but Song Mingfeng kicked him. After realizing what had happened, he immediately nodded and left the scene in a disheveled and embarrassed manner.

Looking back at Yu Nian, he really couldn't understand what this kid was thinking. He actually knelt down in front of everyone just to get revenge on him. Did he have no shame at all?

To be honest, Yu Nian really doesn't care about saving face.

Since the tallest building in Beijing is going to be built there, he has the idea of ​​making a living in Beijing.

But he understood even more clearly that if he wanted to get ahead, he couldn't be too concerned about saving face.

Especially after those two burst the bubble of this enthusiastic welcome, Yu Nian realized that as a newcomer to Yanjing, he had to teach these arrogant people a lesson and let them know that he was not someone to be trifled with.

At the same time, he's shameless and reckless when it comes to risking his life; anyone with the guts to mess with him is welcome.

With Song Shihua's help, Yu Nian slowly got up from the ground and met Song Mingfeng's uneasy, flustered, and even frightened eyes. Yu Nian was extremely satisfied.

Because that's the effect he wanted.

"Sigh, shamelessness is indeed invincible."

Song Mingfeng looked at Yu Nian, sighed deeply, turned to Song Mingda who was staring at him with a somber expression, and said nervously, "Brother, this is a misunderstanding!"

"If your surname wasn't Song, I'd kick you out right now!"

Song Mingda glared at Song Mingfeng and pointed at Yu Nian, saying, "Apologize to Xiao Nian right now!"

"Brother, this is all a misunderstanding."

Song Mingfeng didn't want to apologize, but he knew he could be beaten at any moment. He hadn't been beaten earlier only because he was Song Mingda's cousin; otherwise, he would have ended up like Zhao Hou. He could only try to speak in a soft and pleading tone, saying, "Please let me explain. What happened earlier was like this..."

"Shut up! Don't force me to slap you in front of so many relatives!"

Song Mingda said in a deep voice: "Apologize, immediately, right now!"

Hearing this, Song Mingfeng sighed inwardly, knowing that Song Mingda was truly capable of such a thing, and that even if the other party hit him, he wouldn't dare to retaliate.

So he nodded, turned to look at Yu Nian, whose smugness was barely contained, and bowed, saying, "Xiao Nian, I apologize to you for what happened earlier."

"Never mind, as long as Uncle doesn't kill me."

Yu Nian waved his hand, looking aggrieved, and said, "Thank you for sparing my life, Uncle."

"..."

Song Mingfeng's eyes widened suddenly as he looked at Yu Nian, who spoke with absolute certainty. He was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he could only compromise and say, "I wouldn't dare."

"Hmph, you know that much."

Song Mingda snorted coldly, stepped forward and gently patted Yu Nian's shoulder, saying sincerely, "Xiaonian, don't worry, no one in Yanjing dares to touch you."

At this point, he glanced at the relatives around him and said in a booming voice, "I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you all that Xiao Nian is our son-in-law. I don't ask for your help, but if anyone dares to lay a hand on him, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and began to express their support.

"No, no, Xiao Nian is a junior, of course we have to take care of him."

"Yes, yes, Lord Zhao is a bastard, but we are not."

"Brother Song, please don't worry, we will definitely take good care of Xiao Nian."

……

Song Mingda nodded in satisfaction at everyone's words.

He then instructed his daughter, Song Shihua, to be present and take care of Yu Nian, and then led Song Mingfeng upstairs.

Walking behind Song Mingda, Song Mingfeng was filled with anxiety, his nervousness reaching its peak.