By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

"You spent five hundred thousand taels of silver on Qiansui, and you still dare not admit it."

"I'm just curious about where you got those antiques. Your mother and grandmother were trying to cover up for you, saying they paid for them. It turns out you bought them by cheating Qiansui out of money."

Lord Song's disgust towards Song Yulin has reached its peak and he can no longer tolerate it.

How could he be worthy of Xiao Yunqing?

Not only did she fail to provide her daughter with a stable home, she also failed to provide Qiansui with a husband who loved her.

He thought that as long as he lived long enough, he would be able to protect Qiansui and help her grow up to be independent and self-reliant, so that Qiansui would suffer less.

He thought he could do everything he promised Xiao Yunqing, but in the end he didn't do any of it.

Not only that, now because of Song Yulin's shamelessness, Qiansui has to suffer criticism and endure other people's contempt and ridicule.

Lord Song felt suffocated just thinking about this.

The fact that Song Yulin cheated Ren Tang Qiansui out of 500,000 taels was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Lord Song has some dignity. As long as Song Yulin really deceives Tang Qiansui, as long as it happens again, it doesn't matter how much silver it is.

Cheating is cheating, and cheating once is a sin.

"Song Yulin, come here."

Song Yulin felt that his father at this moment was like the King of Hell.

He had a bad feeling and of course he wouldn't go over there.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Song Yulin didn't rush over, but kept backing away, forgiving Lord Song.

Lord Song stopped talking nonsense and rushed forward, grabbed Song Yulin by the collar and pressed him to the ground.

He broke one of Song Yulin's arms with his backhand.

"what!"

Song Yulin let out a shrill scream.

Mrs. Song and Tang Yingying rushed forward almost as a conditioned reflex.

"Master, what are you doing? Let go of your son."

"Uncle Song, please let Brother Yulin go. Brother Yulin has done nothing wrong."

The strength of Lord Song's hand is not something that two women can shake.

Lord Song said angrily, "If you don't want your arms to be broken, then get out of the way."

Mrs. Song didn't dare to talk back this time. She just begged, "Master, please calm down. You can't do this. We only have this one son."

"I would rather not have this son."

After Lord Song finished speaking, he pushed Madam Song aside and tried to break Song Yulin's other arm.

Tang Yingying suddenly hugged Master Song's legs and cried, "Uncle Song, please, you have already injured one of Brother Yulin's arms. If you hurt the other arm, how will Brother Yulin live?"

Lord Song thought about it and it made sense.

Both of his arms are broken and he can't take care of himself. We don't know when he will die. He won't die in the next few days, and we can't let others suffer by serving this beast.

Lord Song let go of Song Yulin's other arm.

Mrs. Song and Tang Yingying both breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yulin even felt like he had been to the gates of hell and finally came back alive.

But they were obviously too happy too early.

Lord Song grabbed one of Song Yulin's feet and broke his ankle without hesitation.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Song Yulin screamed like a pig being slaughtered again.

He was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

Mrs. Song also screamed and fainted.

Tang Yingying was so angry that she cried and screamed, "Uncle Song, why are you doing this? How can you be so cruel? You can't just listen to Tang Qiansui's one-sided story."

Lord Song couldn't bear to hear anyone say anything bad about Tang Qiansui.

His hawk-like eyes suddenly looked at Tang Yingying, scaring her so much that she immediately shut up.

"Qiansui was right when she said you were a slut."

"Didn't you say it had nothing to do with Song Yulin? Then why are you protecting him so much?"

"I, I just think friends should help each other."

Tang Yingying explained with a panicked look.

Lord Song chuckled with an ambiguous tone: "Friends? You? Haha."

That kind of ridicule and contempt that showed no regard for Tang Yingying made her face turn green with anger.

"Why are the Song family targeting me like this? Are they blind? Can't they see that I'm the only one who truly treats Brother Yulin well?"

"She's just Tang Qiansui, yet this damn old man is defending her like this. Could it be that Tang Qiansui is this damn old man's illegitimate daughter?"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Tang Yingying was stunned, and then her eyes lit up surprisingly.

"Isn't that really the case?"

"I heard that when Xiao Yunqing was alive, she had intimate and ambiguous relationships with many men."

"Lord Song cares about Tang Qiansui more than his own son. This is clearly not right. If you say there is nothing wrong, I absolutely don't believe it."

"But if Tang Qiansui is Lord Song's daughter, how could he possibly allow Brother Yulin to marry Tang Qiansui?"

Tang Yingying felt regretful when she thought of this.

How she wanted this to come true, so that she could legitimately restore her identity and return to the Tang family as the eldest daughter.

Lord Song was too lazy to pay attention to people like Tang Yingying. After dealing with Song Yulin, he went back to lie down on his broken bed.

Tang Yingying's eyes rolled, and a vicious plan appeared in her mind.

She hurriedly supported Song Yulin and whispered, "Brother Yulin, please stop screaming. It hurts whether you scream or not, but if you scream, it might offend your father."

Song Yulin was about to curse, but he immediately shut up when he heard that.

He hated his father in his heart, but he was also very scared. He was really afraid that his screams would result in another beating.

Tang Yingying said to Song Yulin in a lower voice, "Brother Yulin, don't you find it strange? Why is your father so supportive of Tang Qiansui?"

Song Yulin gritted his teeth and said, "It's been like this since childhood, what's so strange about it?"

The old guy just can't figure things out and can't tell the good guys from the bad guys and his own people.

Seeing that Song Yulin didn't think much about it, Tang Yingying knew that he was used to it.

But Tang Yingying was determined to lead Song Yulin into other deviant ways, so she naturally wouldn't let the topic end like this.

"I don't believe there's love and care for no reason in this world. Look at how much Uncle Song cares about Tang Qiansui. It's already abnormal, don't you think?"

Song Yulin's brain was in so much pain that he couldn't think straight. He said angrily, "I'm dying of pain. Can you please shut up?"

Tang Yingying was furious, but she didn't dare to say anything more, for fear that the furious Song Yulin would shout her out.

By then, Lord Song will probably be able to twist her head off.

"I know you're in pain. Let me fix the wound for you. Brother Yulin, bear with it."

Tang Yingying was too good at pleasing men, and she knew Song Yulin's weaknesses too well, so she smoothed Song Yulin's hair with just a few words.

Mrs. Song lay on the ground unconscious, and no one cared about her.

As for Old Madam Song, she was silent and taciturn from the moment she came in, as if she didn't exist.