The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Song Rong's face was gloomy: "What do you mean?"

The smile on Tong Yu's lips was very faint: "It doesn't mean anything. This is not a negotiation. This is the price you pay for using my manuscript privately."

The Song family was originally a small company that was not ranked high, but a few years ago, it seemed like it had turned on a cheat code, and all kinds of novel and shocking articles appeared on the Internet.

With more and more orders, the company grew bigger and bigger, and the Song family successfully squeezed into the ranks of the powerful in Kyoto.

The person behind all this is Tong Yu. The young Tong Yu is a genius who was born for design.

His imagination was extremely high, and the manuscript he wrote even astounded Song's parents, who took the manuscript away without Xiao Tongyu's permission.

As time went by, the number of times increased, until they took it for granted...

Song Rong angrily smashed the ashtray on the ground, breathing unsteadily in anger: "Evil daughter, how could I have a daughter like you! Have you forgotten who raised you?!"

Qin Ya was so angry that her head felt dizzy. "How can you bite back? Those design drafts have long been ours, and they have been printed with the Song family's trademark, Tongyu!"

Tong Yu said calmly, "Really? Then why not give me 70% of the profit?"

Song Rong was the first to disagree: "No!"

He looked at Tong Yu with cloudy eyes: "So you knew it all along, you have been plotting against us."

Tong Yu said: "You are really old, I am just naturally intelligent."

Thinking of this, Tong Yu sneered again: "How can you become legally illiterate when you are old? You don't think the promise made in the child's video counts, do you?"

At that time, little Tongyu's talent was just beginning to show, and her greedy parents of the Song family asked her to draw drafts all the time, day and night, and little Tongyu's hands were almost broken.

However, it is easy to draw a design draft, but it is really difficult to draw a draft that will satisfy Song’s parents.

In particular, the eleven-year-old Tongyu, who was on leave from school and trapped in a small dark room, had a world filled with darkness and had long lost her creative spirit.

She didn't understand what happened to her parents. There were a lot of shiny things on their bodies, and they spoke strangely. They became strange and scary.

Finally, under the long-term mental control, she succumbed and turned into a machine that could only draw with a blank look in her eyes.

She also agreed to what the Song family's parents said and voluntarily gave them the drawings. This continued until Tongyu was eighteen years old.

They even recorded a video.

Qin Ya also thought of what happened in the past and didn't dare to look at Tong Yu's eyes.

Song Rong didn't feel guilty at all. He squinted his eyes and no one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he met a pair of cold and dazzling peach blossom eyes. Under his gaze, Tong Yu spoke clearly: "You don't think that a contract signed by a minor under coaxing and coercion is valid?"

Song Rong was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Why? Are you going to sue the parents who raised you?"

This made Tong Yu laugh: "Why not? Not only will I sue you, I will also sue the entire Song family!"

"no!"

Before the Song family's parents spoke, Song Qingzi was the first to object. She said to Tong Yu slowly, "Sister, I don't know what happened between you and my parents, but family disgrace should not be made public. How can we bring it to court?"

She cannot even take her company to court.

Tong Yu stared at her and said disdainfully: "Oh, you are not qualified yet, what qualifications do you have?"

Song Qingzi immediately lost her temper and looked unhappy.

Qin Ya reached out to pull Tong Yu: "Your sister is right, family disgrace should not be made public, why make such a big fuss."

Tong Yu dodged and gave Song Rong an ultimatum before leaving: "Either give me 70% of the profits from the design draft, or tell me where Tong is."

"Otherwise, we'll see you in court. I'll put you all in jail and tear the Song family apart."

The person has left, but one can vaguely see the long, slender shadow stretched by the sun.

"It's over...it's over..."

Qin Ya collapsed to the ground, her face dejected.

Song Rong kicked the sofa fiercely and cursed, "Fuck!"

If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled her to death.

Qin Ya suddenly crawled over, grabbed Song Rong's trouser leg and said, "Husband, we are in the wrong, otherwise we should tell her where Tong Ye is. He is useless anyway..."

Song Rong kicked her away fiercely: "I tell you! Even if the company is really ruined, she can't know the whereabouts of Tong Ye!"

Song Qingzi's lips were bitten and bleeding, but she still suppressed her emotions and helped Qin Ya up.

He whispered to comfort her, "Don't worry, Mom. I still have the design draft. The senior executives said it has great potential for production."

Qin Ya and Song Rong's eyes suddenly lit up, and they stared at Song Qingzi with greedy gazes like hungry wolves.

Song Qingzi finally became the focus of attention and puffed out her chest with pride.

"Hasn't the company already entered the clothing industry? I'm actually involved in a lot of clothing design drafts."

In fact, Song Qingzi has never drawn a costume draft, but they are just some clothes, so she can just find some elements from the Internet and integrate them into them.

Qin Ya exclaimed: "Qingqing, you are my mother's baby, you are so outstanding."

Song Rong touched his chin. The reason why he drove Tong Yu out was because Qing Zi was better than her and easier to control.

"Good good!"

He said several good things in a row and gave his black card to Song Qingzi.

Song Qingzi almost jumped up with joy, "Mom and Dad, don't worry too much, my sister was just joking, she has no evidence."

Song Rong and Qin Ya looked at each other. That's right! Tong Yu was only a teenager at the time. What evidence could she produce? The case could not be established.

Now the Song family’s major threat was resolved, and the two of them went upstairs to take a nap without any worries.

Having achieved her goal, Song Qingzi lowered her eyes to hide her emotions.

*

Qi Yue did not review any documents, hold any meetings, or discuss cooperation in the company. He did nothing but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for two hours.

Two hours later, he returned to Qi's house with a blank expression on his face.

"..."

Qi Dong stood at the door like a door god, and when he saw Qi Yue, he shouted, "Master! I was wrong!"

Qi Yue was tall and had long legs. When he saw him, he raised his lips and ignored him and walked away.

Qi Dong cried out in pain and hurried forward, "Master, please listen to my explanation. Madam really made a loving lunch box for you—"

Qi Yue pursed his thin lips tightly and walked into the living room.

Suddenly he stopped, somewhat unable to believe it.

Why was there black smoke coming out of his villa and why was there a strong burnt smell?

And why his butler and servants looked like they had just returned from the war in Syria.

Tears flowed from Qi Bo's eyes as the old man choked up and said, "Sir! The wife blew up the whole kitchen!"

Qi Yue was silent for a long time, then asked, "Where is the lunch box?"

"..."

Qi Bo blew out a puff of black smoke from his mouth and went to get his lunch box slowly like a zombie.