Pretend to be the host, pretend to be in love!

The follower student and his little prince (Twenty-nine)

The Song family has not been very peaceful recently.

Song Heng returned home late at night. As soon as he got home, he saw his newly recognized son Song Qing lying on the sofa.

He went over to wake the person up, reeking of alcohol and burping.

Song Qing woke up in shock, "Dad, you're back?"

Song Heng hummed and took off his suit jacket while pulling at his tie.

Song Qing pretended not to see the clothes scattered all over the floor, so he came over and asked.

"Dad, have you found out about the senior I told you about before?"

Three days have passed and his father still hasn't replied to his message. Brother Yi hasn't looked well these past few days.

He was so scared that he rushed home today to see what was going on.

It would have been fine if this had not been mentioned, but as soon as this was mentioned, Song Heng, who was drunk just now, became furious.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, what are you urging for?"

Song Qing was stunned. "Dad, I didn't push you. You said you would give me a reply the next day."

He said as he backed away.

What happened to his dad?

Song Heng panted heavily, "I didn't reply to you, don't you know how to find someone to check it yourself? What else do you do every day besides spending the family's money?"

He stiffened his neck and looked at Song Qing with displeasure on his face.

"You think I don't know? You asked me to investigate that Xu Yi. You two are having an affair, right?"

Song Qing: "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? Senior and I are just friends..."

He suddenly moved closer to Song Qing, and with his fat fingers he pulled open Song Qing's collar, revealing the mottled marks inside.

Song Qing screamed in fear and retreated, his fingers tightly grasping his collar.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Seeing how cowardly he was, Song Heng snorted heavily.

"What? What do you think I'm going to do to you?"

Song Qing was still frightened and forced a smile on his face.

"Dad, you are drunk. I..."

Song Heng sneered and lay down on the sofa with a bang.

"Who told you I was drunk? I wasn't drunk. And your Xu Yi, go back and tell him that if he's really capable, he can find a few more offers. He wants to use you as a springboard to ask Song Yue for mercy? No way! Song Yue has been kicked out of the Song family a long time ago. He has nothing to do with my Song family!"

Song Qing didn't understand.

What do you mean?

What did his father mean by this?

Song Heng was lying on the sofa, still talking nonsense.

"Who does Song Yue think he is? How capable does he think he is? Wasn't he kicked out of the house by the old man just because of a woman? He thought he could get so much, but in the end, it all ended up in my hands. He is just a waste, what kind of person is he?"

Song Qing understood this time.

He asked cautiously, "Dad, who do you think Song Yue is?"

Song Heng's small eyes suddenly stared at him, his face gloomy and vicious.

"You know Song Yue? How do you know Song Yue?"

Didn’t you just say that yourself, Dad?

Song Qing looked confused, but this time he reacted carefully.

"No, I don't know. I didn't hear what you were saying, Dad."

Song Heng's complexion improved a little.

"It's best if you don't know. Who is Song Yue? There is no point for someone like him to exist in the Song family. He is just a loser who would give up everything for a woman."

But if Song Yue is a waste, then why is Dad so angry?

Song Qing couldn't figure it out. He was still thinking about Brother Yi, so he sat carefully beside him and waited for the right time to ask Song Heng.

Who would have thought that after lying there for a while, Song Heng started to curse incoherently.

His curse was a little unclear, but fortunately he kept repeating the same words over and over again. It took Song Qing a while to understand what he was cursing.

He was cursing the good-for-nothing named Song Yue for stealing his things, and he also mocked Song Yue for being an idiot who was in love and gave up the entire Song family for a woman.

He also said that it was only because he was able to endure, otherwise the Song family would not have fallen into his hands.

The more Song Qing listened, the more frightened he became, especially when Song Heng mentioned something before he passed out drunk.

"Trash are all trash, but I am the most patient. I have become a big asshole."

"Humph, don't I know that the old man likes to have a good wife? Isn't that how Song Yue got here? Do you really think people don't know? The old man can endure it. It's obvious that he likes this. I let that stinky woman stay at home every day and don't go to work. He actually endured it for so many years before taking action, causing me to wait for so many years in vain."

Song Qing was shocked.

W-what?

A hint of pride and ferocity flashed across Song Heng's drunken face.

"But now everything has gone according to my idea. That bitch has been kicked out of the house and the Song family is mine. I am the only real winner! They are nothing. I am the only winner!"

Song Qing took several steps back in fear. Is this what he thought it meant?

Did his father, whom he thought was very powerful, actually rely on such shady means to get to the top?

Many thoughts flashed through Song Qing's mind in an instant, and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or excited.

But inexplicably, he only noticed one sentence in it.

waited so long.

So my father waited a long time before he got the Song family. If my father had gotten the Song family earlier, would he have been recognized earlier?

He can get everything that Song Ning can get.

In an instant, Song Qing looked at Song Heng, who had fallen asleep, with a face full of resentment.

Now that you have decided to take action, why not do it earlier?

Or you can just be more proactive, why wait so many years?

And who is this Song Yue?

Song Qing was confused, but still rational.

He called the servant to take care of Song Heng, and he went back to the room to check.

Song Yue, the future heir of the Song family.

Eighteen years ago, due to disagreements with the previous head of the Song family, he left the Song family with his wife and children and set up his own business, An Ning Company, which is now known as the An Ning Group.

Mrs. Song passed away due to illness fifteen years ago, leaving behind her only son, Song Ning...

Song Ning?

Song Ning!

Song Qing stood up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Is Song Yue Song Ning's father?

No, that's not right.

He chewed his nails as he paced around the room covered in expensive carpets.

"Song Ning is a member of the Song family? How could he be a member of the Song family?"

Song Qing bit his nails with a look of resentment on his face.

How could Song Ning also be a member of the Song family?

Why, why is Song Ning not his father’s child?

In this way, Song Ning would be driven away by his father just like the previous child. He is his father's only child and the future heir of the Song family.

The words Song Heng had just said suddenly flashed through his mind.

[And your Xu Yi, go back and tell him that if he really has the ability, he can find a few more offers. He wants to use you as a springboard to ask Song Yue for mercy? No way! Song Yue has been kicked out of the Song family a long time ago, and he has nothing to do with my Song family! ]

What does father mean by this?

Is Brother Yi’s matter related to Song Yue?

Could it be that Song Ning asked his father to take action against Brother Yi?

By the way, that must be the case!

He understood, he understood everything. It was indeed Song Ning. It was Song Ning who was behind everything.

Damn Song Ning!