Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Does Song Wanqiu dare to give it?

Of course not.

She said it herself that her phone was full of photos of humiliating Liu He and Gong Shiyan that day.

It’s a pity that it’s not up to her whether to give it or not now.

Mr. Gong glanced at the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard reached out and snatched her phone, then deciphered the screen, turned it on, and handed it over.

The old man almost crushed the screen of his mobile phone when he saw the hundreds of photos in the gallery.

"Song Wanqiu, you are doing very well. It seems my warning was not enough!"

"Old man, I am not..."

Song Wanqiu's body went limp and she almost knelt down to beg for mercy.

Mr. Gong didn't even look at her, threw the phone to Gong Chen, and said coldly: "See what happens!"

"Yes."

Gong Chen responded indifferently.

At this time, Li Huan came, and when he saw Lin Zhiyi's appearance, he was so scared that he almost screamed.

"Lin Zhiyi! Can you please be more conscious of being a patient? I'm giving you an IV and you're almost giving me blood!"

Only then did everyone realize that the blood had already returned to Lin Zhiyi's hand where the IV drip was being administered, and a blood-red infusion tube became a shocking sight.

Lin Zhiyi's body softened and she fell into Li Huan's arms. She said in embarrassment, "Doctor, I seemed to be a little bit abnormal just now. Is it because of the alcohol I drank yesterday?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about drinking. How much did you drink yesterday? After taking an alcohol test, I suspected that you were a drunkard! Your abnormality has nothing to do with alcohol. I told you that you cannot be stimulated. Did someone stimulate you again? Damn it! What is your intention!" Li Huan shouted.

Li Huan had explained everything that needed to be explained, so Lin Zhiyi could rest assured.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gong snorted coldly and turned away.

Xue Man was a smart man. He glanced at Song Wanqiu lightly, then turned to look at Gong Chen.

"Third Master, I was on a business trip and rushed here as soon as I got off the plane after hearing from my assistant that Song Wanqiu was in trouble. I'm very tired now, so I'm going back to rest."

The implication is that Song Wanqiu is taking advantage of his kindness.

Gong Chen nodded.

Xue Man looked at Lin Zhiyi and said, "Have a good rest. See you in the studio."

Lin Zhiyi said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xue."

As soon as Xue Man left, Song Wanqiu was so angry that she couldn't even pretend anymore and stared at Lin Zhiyi with ferocious eyes.

Can you not be angry?

He got beaten for nothing and was bitten back.

Lin Zhiyi smiled back.

Tit for Tat, are you happy?

"Uncle, do you still want me to apologize? If not, please take your people away. I need to rest."

She lay down, covered herself with the quilt and turned her back to everyone.

……

Song Wanqiu followed Gong Chen back to her ward.

Before he could even open his mouth, tears already started to wash over his face.

"Third Master, I don't know how I offended Zhiyi. She actually wanted to frame me like this."

Gong Chen glanced at her, turned around and leaned against the window to light a cigarette.

He narrowed his eyes in the smoke and said, "Don't cry, it's ugly."

Song Wanqiu suddenly couldn't cry anymore. Tears were hanging in the corners of her eyes. She didn't know whether to cry or not.

She walked up to him softly and looked up at him with wet eyes: "Third Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made things difficult for you."

“Since you know it’s difficult to do, you should also know the consequences.”

Gong Chen placed Song Wanqiu's cell phone, which had deleted all the messages, on the windowsill, then put out the cigarette butt with force, as if he was going to crush the ashtray.

Seeing this, Song Wanqiu's neck tightened and breathing became difficult.

"Third Master... Third Master..."

Gong Chen said nothing and walked out of the ward.

Song Wanqiu slumped at the end of the bed, looking lifeless.

I don't know how long it was before my father called.

"Wanqiu, what's wrong with you? Did you upset Third Master again? Why did Third Master withdraw his investment in our latest project? Do you know how much energy I put into this project?"

"I..." Song Wanqiu held her breath, unable to believe that Gong Chen was so ruthless.

"I don't care what methods you use, you must let the Third Master continue to invest! The Song family trained you, not to let you sit and wait for death!"

My father hung up the phone forcefully, leaving only a series of beeps.

Song Wanqiu's eyes were filled with hatred. She raised her hand and threw the phone out, almost hitting the person coming in.

"What's going on? Why are you so angry?"

Mrs. Song Qin Shuang came forward and hugged Song Wanqiu. She was shocked when she saw her face and continued to ask, "What happened? Who dared to beat you like this?"

"Lin Zhiyi!"

Song Wanqiu told Qin Shuang about the matter with resentment.

Qin Shuang became angrier as he listened, and slammed the table hard.

"How ridiculous! You embarrassed us before and forced us to apologize to that bitch Liu He. Now she, a bastard, dares to play tricks in front of you? It seems she still doesn't know her place!"

"Mom, Grandpa and Mr. Xue saw it. What should I do?" Song Wanqiu pursed her lips.

Qin Shuang stood up and paced back and forth, with an elegant figure but a calculating look on her face.

Suddenly, she stopped, raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Now, Lin Zhiyi has no more cards in his hand. This is a good opportunity to take action."

"But my phone has also been cleared." Song Wanqiu said angrily.

"What does it matter? Don't forget, our trump card is you. In terms of appeal, how can she compare to you?" Qin Shuang lifted her chin and said pitifully, "Look at your face, you got hit so hard."

Song Wanqiu immediately understood Qin Shuang's meaning.

……

An hour later, news about Song Wanqiu being beaten appeared on major platforms.

In the intercepted surveillance video, Song Wanqiu came out of the ward with swollen cheeks and aggrieved expression.

Some netizens dug deeper and found that the person living in the ward was Lin Zhiyi.

The two had had conflicts during the competition before, which led to a lot of speculation.

Some people even dug up the rumor that Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen had a one-night stand.

Since Song Wanqiu already had a lot of fans on the Internet, for a while, her fans criticized Lin Zhiyi.

Just at this juncture, Song Wanqiu released a clarification video.

"Thank you for your concern. Zhiyi and I just drank too much at the dinner. There is no conflict."

But she did not deny that Lin Zhiyi beat her.

"Isn't it fine now if you don't look at me? Don't make it difficult for Zhiyi."

Look how strong and understanding she is.

"Zhiyi and Sanye? That's all nonsense. The person in the photo is me. In college, someone said that we have similar hairstyles and styles. Sanye's kindness to me is obvious to everyone. How could he be with another woman?"

Lin Zhiyi is a shrewd person trying to get attention, but the Third Master only loves her.

"I'm really fine, I..."

Click. The video was suddenly interrupted, and the remaining image only showed half of Song Wanqiu's painful expression.

The video was then deleted.

But it was still downloaded by someone, and some netizens even began to analyze Song Wanqiu's video.

"When Wan Qiu got close to the camera, her face was obviously very powdery, and there was even a hint of redness."

"She suddenly disappeared at the end. It seemed like she accidentally hit her face. It hurt so much."

"Even after all this, she still helps Lin Zhiyi hide the truth. Isn't she too kind?"

"The matter between Lin Zhiyi and the Third Master caused a lot of uproar at the time, but then it was forgotten. Could it be true?"

The heat remains high.

……

Palace house.

Old Master Gong sat upright on the armchair, his back straight, holding the white piece in one hand, staring at the chessboard with a deep voice.

"In the hospital, I saw that Lin Zhiyi was wearing clothes that looked like yours."

"Wan Qiu took them to Yiyuan for a dinner party. She saw her fall into the water and lent it to her. After all, it belongs to my second brother." Gong Chen stared at the chessboard without changing his expression.

"It's good that you know your limits. Your second brother's family is useless. Don't follow them blindly. The Gong family must not lose face because of people who are not presentable. You have to learn to make choices."

When Mr. Gong made his move, the chess game suddenly fell into a dilemma.

He raised his eyes and looked across. As for what choice to make, it depended on Gong Chen.

"understood."

Gong Chen glanced at the chessboard, placed the black piece on the board without hesitation, then stood up and left.

The butler behind the old man glanced at the chessboard and said comfortingly: "It seems that the Third Master understands what you mean."

Mr. Gong nodded, took the next step, and when he placed the chess piece, he was stunned.

"But I lost."