The actress returns, and shocks everyone when she takes off her vest

Although Aunt Liu was also afraid of Song Bojian at this moment, she still mustered up the courage to say, "Master, Xiaoxuan is just a child, you shouldn't bother with him.

I will teach him not to mention that woman again. Don't do that. You will scare the child."

Song Bojian: "Mrs. Liu, I said give the child to me, didn't you hear me? Don't forget whose salary you get."

Song's mother also noticed her son's abnormality. After hearing about the twins in Mu Qianqian's belly having two fathers, a terrible idea suddenly popped up in Song's mother's mind. When she realized that she had such an idea, she was shocked.

She looked at Song Bojian and then at Xiaoxuan. The two of them did look very similar, which should not be what she thought.

So he said, "Bo Jian, Sister Liu is right. You will scare the child."

Song Bojian looked at Mrs. Liu, his eyes sharper this time than before, and his voice unconsciously raised a little: "I said give me the child, or you get out of our Song family now."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu looked at Xiaoxuan in her arms and then at Song's mother in embarrassment. Seeing that Song's mother had no intention of saying anything, she still gave Xiaoxuan to Song Bojian for the sake of her own salary.

When Xiaoxuan realized that Aunt Liu was going to hand him over to that terrible father, he refused to do so and held Aunt Liu's neck tightly, refusing to go to Song Bojian.

Song Bojian didn't care about anything and simply grabbed Xiaoxuan from Mrs. Liu's body. He carried the child into the car without caring whether he was in pain or not. He sat in the driver's seat, started the car and rushed out. He didn't care at all that Xiaoxuan, a 3-year-old child, would be in danger without a safety seat.

Song's mother and nanny Mrs. Liu chased after the car to put a safety seat for Xiaoxuan, but how could they catch up with a car with four wheels on their two legs? They were left far away before they even left the car. No one answered the phone, and Song's mother was very anxious.

Mrs. Liu: "Madam, what should we do? I felt that the young master was in a bad mood just now. Do you think he would be provoked to do something to hurt Xiaoxuan?"

Song's mother had never thought about it in this way before. After hearing what Mrs. Liu said, she said uncertainly, "No way? After all, Xiaoxuan is his son."

Mrs. Liu: "Madam, the little master is only 3 years old and it's easy for him to get hurt if he rides in a car like this. What happened to the eldest master today? He seems to hate the little master."

Song's mother didn't have any ideas, so she thought of her daughter Song Zhilan: "No, I have to call Zhilan and ask her to come back quickly to discuss it."

Watching Song Bojian's car driving away, Song's mother began to blame her son. He should have told her in advance if there was anything. Does he really take her as his mother seriously now?

Song Zhilan was originally going to fly to Country D after the wedding, but since something so serious happened at home, she couldn't leave immediately. She was looking for someone to find out who posted the video of her brother's wedding online, but she had no clues and was getting annoyed. Then she received another call from Song's mother.

Song's mother: "Zhilan, your brother took Xiaoxuan away. He was very emotionally unstable at the time. Do you think something bad will happen?"

Song Zhilan frowned when she heard this: "Mom, don't worry, Xiaoxuan is his biological son and he won't hurt him. I'll go back now, you wait for me at home."

After Song Zhilan hung up the phone, she thought about what her mother had just said and had a bad idea, but she shook her head and quickly put the idea behind her.

Song Bojian brought Xiaoxuan to where Song Wenyun and his son lived.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

Song Bojian banged on the door hard, and Xiaoxuan cried loudly beside him.

When Song Chengyi heard the noise, he did not open the door immediately. Instead, he shouted vigilantly to the outside of the door: "Who? Who's outside?"

Song Bojian: "Uncle, it's me, Bojian."

After hearing that the person knocking on the door was Song Bojian, Song Chengyi relaxed and walked over to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw my nephew with a scruffy beard, red eyes, and dark circles under his eyes that were bigger than his eyes. It was hard to associate this with the gentle and elegant Song Bojian, one of the Four Young Masters of Los Angeles. This was the same person.

Song Chengyi also knew what had happened to Song Bojian these days, but his son was not in much better condition now, so he had no intention of watching his nephew make a fool of himself.

Looking down at Xiaoxuan who was still sobbing, he asked in confusion: "Bojian, I saw what happened on the Internet. No matter what, you still have to take care of your health. Our Song Group and your mother still rely on you."

He felt that when the shareholders' meeting was held today, everyone in the company should know that he and his son had sold their shares to others.

After Song Bojian led Xiaoxuan in, he asked, "Second Uncle, where is Wen Yun? I haven't seen him for a long time. I came to see him. By the way, how is he doing recently?"

Song Chengyi didn't notice his abnormality, pointed upstairs and said, "He's been feeling better recently, you can go upstairs."

Song Bojian: "Second Uncle, I have something to say to Wen Yun, please help me take care of Xiaoxuan."

Then he looked at Xiaoxuan and said, "Xiaoxuan, you stay here with grandpa, I'll go up and down."

Song Chengyi looked at Xiaoxuan, who used to be so cute but now looked so pitiful, and felt like he was seeing his son when he was little. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxuan, come with grandpa. Grandpa has a lot of delicious food here. I'll take you to eat."

Xiaoxuan looked at Song Bojian's back as he walked upstairs, wiped away her tears and followed Song Chengyi to the other side.

Song Bojian went upstairs to Song Wenyun's room and saw that he was still sleeping. He took out a sheathed knife from his suit trouser pocket, took off the sheath, slowly walked to him, lifted the quilt, and stabbed him with the knife.

Song Wenyun woke up instantly and blocked the knife that Song Bojian was about to stab at him. His palm was cut by the sharp blade and blood oozed out instantly.

Song Wenyun covered his bleeding palm and looked at Song Bojian in disbelief, "Song Bojian, what are you doing? Are you crazy?

"Yes, I am crazy. I was driven crazy by you and Mu Qianqian."

Song Wenyun originally didn't know why Song Bojian was so cruel as to stab him, but when he heard him mention Mu Qianqian, he knew the reason.

He suddenly felt that his palm was not so painful anymore, and the depression in his heart for days was also relieved a lot.

He looked at Song Bojian proudly and said, "Song Bojian, haven't you been better than me in everything since you were a child? You are the eldest grandson in the family, and grandpa always relies on you for everything. You are the first to pick the good things, and the ones you give me are the ones you don't want.

This time I'll give you the rest of it, how about that? Are you used to using Mu Qianqian, the woman I slept with? I think you are used to it, otherwise why would you marry her, do you know that?

The day I saw you and her getting your marriage certificate on the Internet, I really wanted to celebrate. You, Song Bojian, the eldest grandson of the Song family, picked up the woman I, Song Wenyun, didn't want.

I might as well tell you that that day was the happiest day I’ve ever had.”