Song Yaoyao was amused, her black and white eyes were cloudy, "I don't understand, do you understand? What else do you do besides yelling and accusing others?"
She took steps, approaching step by step.
"I worked so hard to pull him back from the gate of hell, did you kick him back and forth like a sandbag?"
Zhou Manli was frightened when she saw Song Yaoyao's eyes, her throat hurt, "He is my son, I can't possibly harm him."
"Heh, you are worthy of being a mother?" Song Yaoyao smiled disdainfully. She stared at Zhou Manli and threatened in a low voice, "Should I drag you out, or will you go by yourself? Hmm?"
The feeling of being surrounded by death came again that day, and Zhou Manli's throat ached, and she said with hatred, "Song Yaoyao, you have grown up!"
Song Yaoyao shrugged her shoulders and said in an arrogant tone, "But who told you that you can't get used to me and can't kill me?"
This was the truth, Zhou Manli was speechless, she had complicated feelings towards this daughter, she was afraid of her and resented her at the same time.
"Now, please tell those people how they came here and how they went back. Song Wenchuan is in this hospital, and he won't go anywhere!"
Song Yaoyao squinted her eyes, stretched out her hand, and her voice was extremely cold.
If Song Wenchuan was as virtuous as these Song family members, then Song Yaoyao would not care about his life at all, but...
She has to deal with this matter to the end!
"You want him to be a living dead for the rest of his life? This hospital can't save him at all!" Zhou Manli screamed unwillingly.
Song Yaoyao turned a deaf ear, "Huo Jiu, help me throw her out."
Huo Jiu nodded, "Yes, Miss Song."
Because of Song Yaoyao's troublesome nature, Huo Yunque directly allocated Huo Jiu to Song Yaoyao for her errand.
"you dare!"
Song Yaoyao was overjoyed, "Do you think I dare?"
Before the words finished, Huo Jiu had already taken her away unceremoniously.
"Don't let me see you here in the future, otherwise—" She squinted her eyes, the threat was beyond words.
"Let go of me! You bastard! Damn it..." Zhou Manli struggled indistinctly, and everyone in the hospital took her as a joke.
Who doesn't know now that Mrs. Song of the Song family is out of her mind? My own son was hit like that, not to mention letting him recuperate, but also wanting to take him abroad for treatment.
Is it because he thinks his life is too long, and he is not afraid that he will die as soon as he boards the plane
It's just funny!
Wei Yuanfan let out a bad breath, and became more polite to Song Yaoyao, "Second Miss Song, thanks to you."
Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly, and put away her arrogance, "You're welcome, Uncle Wei can just call me by my name, and my elder brother still needs to be taken care of by you, thanks for your hard work."
"No hard work, no hard work."
Wei Yuanfan quickly waved his hands, sighing inwardly.
They were all born by the same mother, why is there such a big difference in temperament
"I'll go see him."
Wei Yuanfan nodded quickly, "I'll take you there."
After a busy day, Song Yaoyao remembered that there was another cute Qiqi in the car on the way home.
God knows how Meng Qiqi spent the day, she was already on the verge of collapse. She didn't tell anyone about Luo Xingguang's voice message to her, and Song Yaoyao being the lucky one who got fifty autographed photos.
Although she was very excited, she also knew to respect other people's privacy.
Meng Qiqi already felt that she would have no regrets in this life if Luo Xingguang could send her a voice message.
If it was just a voice similar to that of idols, Meng Qiqi might suspect that it was an imitation. But who asked Song Yaoyao to directly show her the thick stack of autographed photos