Songting stared at him, panting violently, her eyes scarlet, and said one word at a time, "Whoever dares to stop me today, I will catch him dead. Now I have nothing. If any of you are not afraid of death, then try it."
Wangyuzhe grasped song Ting's leg. He was not afraid. He was not afraid at all.
He's leaving here.
Wang Jian stared at the fruit knife in Song Ting's hand, but he was afraid and did not dare to step forward. Song Ting took the knife and left the Wang family step by step with Wang Yuzhe.
The mother and son took a taxi. The driver asked them where they were going. Songting was slow for a long time before answering that the farther the better. The driver sighed and started the car.
Their eyes have been looking back, looking at the Wang family gradually shrinking, smaller and smaller.
Wang Yuzhe was very excited. "Mommy, we really left."
"Yes."
Song Ting tries to suppress her excitement, but she still fails. Song Ting hides her face and doesn't want Wang Yuzhe to see her cry, but tears flow from her fingers.
Wangyuzhe waited quietly for her to finish crying.
When song Ting finishes venting, he will ask again.
"Mom, what should we do next?"
Songting took out the card from her arms, on which was written the contact information of Tang Qingge. Her eyes were red with tears. "Go to the hotel first, and the rest will be done tomorrow."
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After recording the program, Tang Qingge has a gap period. She decides to go home first.
The boss didn't come back with her because he wanted to investigate the person who had secretly murdered her, but he said he would give her a message when he came back in the evening.
Tang Qingge plans to wait for news at home.
When she came home, she remembered that there was no one at home. Tang Cheng and Bo ye were both at Bo Rongtai's house. Tang Tang and Bo Qin had not returned abroad. Yan Yi and her family were in the northeast. Qian Mei was also talking about business.
But the loneliness didn't last long, because the doorbell suddenly rang outside the door. She didn't arrange servants at home. She didn't like to be disturbed in her private life, so she went to open the door by herself.
But she didn't think of it.
The man outside the door is Songting.
"Miss Tang."
Songting takes a deep breath. She is wearing the popular style of last quarter. She looks a little nervous.
It seems that she is not sure whether she can help her. After all, she almost hurt her daughter. Will there really be someone in the world who will repay her kindness and give her a second chance?
Tang Qingge blinked and smiled at her. "I thought it would take you a few days to come. I didn't expect you to come so quickly. Just because there was no one at home, you just put on your slippers."
After a while, he said, "don't be shy. After all, we will have business in the future. We should get familiar with it. Are you right?"
Song Ting was stunned.
She looked at the sincere smile on Tang Qingge's face, which was more sincere and even more beautiful than those artists in the circle.
She gradually drooped her eyes.
She helped her when everyone threw stones at her.
Songting once again spits on her original act of hurting Tang Tang Tang.
Songting is short of money now. She only brought a bag of peaches. After she came in, she put the peaches on the table. She looked at the decoration in the villa. It was warm and warm.
She looked down and thought.
Yu Zhe said that she had a lot of people in her family. There was no one in the house. She was not angry because it was a bit messy. Instead, she smiled and went to pour water for her. "It's a bit messy at home. You sit down first and I'll pour water."
"Oh, thank you."
She was wrong before. She thought she was the one who would repay her.