"The doctor said that my father's illness was very sudden and serious. He suspected that he had some strange illness like influenza." Song Qianying said.
After hearing this, Tang Nuanhua sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"
"Of course it's impossible."
Song Qianying's tone was somewhat earnest, "My dad has always been very strong in body and bones over the years, and he is very self-disciplined in his diet. He never eats anything unclean. How can he get any strange diseases?"
Lin Jiaohua also had runny nose and tears at this moment, "Isn't that right? Lao Song has always believed that "the body is the capital of revolution" for so many years. Therefore, the health management of the whole family is very strict, and every year They will take our whole family for a physical examination. How could a person who cares about his body so much get sick suddenly?"
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua had to fall into deep thought.
"Then this matter may be weird."
"If it wasn't for Mr. Song's health, then there must have been some sudden situation. Otherwise, how could a good person suddenly collapse?"
While talking, Tang Nuan started to think about it.
Which part of the process could go wrong
As he thought about it, Tang Nuanhua's thoughts drifted to his previous life.
At that time, my father was in very good health, and almost no problems were found during his annual physical examination.
But one day, my father suddenly collapsed, and his originally healthy body became as fragile as straw overnight.
Now that I think about it, the situation of my father in the previous life is so similar to the situation of Song Qianying's father at this time!
In the last life, the people who murdered his father were mother and daughter Zhao Ruhong and Tang Yaner. So is it possible that the people who murdered Song Huinian were also people around him
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua's eyes suddenly lit up, "Qianying, has your father had close contact with anyone recently?"
"What do you mean?" Song Qianying was confused.
Tang Nuanhua said, "Since your father's situation is not an accident, it means that someone among them is likely to deliberately murder. Therefore, you'd better think carefully about the people your father has been in contact with recently."
"This..." Song Qianying groaned, seeming to think about it.
Then he suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "I know, it's Song Yijun!"
When Song Yijun was mentioned, Song Qianying narrowed her eyes firmly, "Yes, it must be her!"
"Ahem, that." Tang Nuanhua coughed twice at this time, "Qianying, I know you must hate Song Yijun, and I hate her too, but as far as I know, she seems to have been kicked out of the house by your father. Alright?"
With that said, Tang Nuanhua patted Song Qianying on the shoulder and persuaded her, "Qianying, you'd better be sensible."
"Don't put your hat on Song Yijun just because you hate her. You will miss the real murderer."
But Song Qianying still insisted, "No, Miss Tang, believe me, my judgment will never be wrong."
"Then do you have any evidence?" Tang Nuanhua asked.
Song Qianying shook her head, "As for evidence, I may not have it, but there must be something fishy in this matter."
"I still remember that day, my father and I were discussing company matters in the study room. Song Yijun came back in the middle..."
With that said, Song Qianying began to reminisce.
That day, she and her father were discussing matters in the study room. In the middle of the discussion, Song Yijun suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
"Dad, Qianying."
"How did you come?"
Song Yijun said hello as soon as she entered the door, but received an obviously unwelcome look from the two of them.
Then Song Qianying called the housekeeper directly, "Butler, didn't I say that Song Yijun is not welcome in this house? If you still don't come over, take her out!"
"You are no longer our Song family. Don't come here again." Song Huinian snorted coldly, looking like he didn't want to see Song Yijun.
Unexpectedly, Song Yijun suddenly laughed, "Dad, Qianying, I have just been in for less than three minutes, and you are rushing me out. This is not the way our family treats guests, right?"
"Haha, what you say is really funny."
Song Qianying sneered angrily at this time, "Since it is a way of hospitality, it is used to receive guests, you? What kind of guest are you?"
"I haven't seen you in a few days, Qian Ying. You are becoming more and more sharp-tongued." Song Yijun smiled indifferently.
In fact, she had already prepared herself for not being welcomed, so she was not angry.
But then he didn't hesitate and said directly, "Don't worry, I won't stay here for too long. I just want to say hello to my father, and I have something to tell him by the way."
"Come on." Song Qianying still retorted, "I think you are just a weasel giving New Year's greetings to the chicken. Don't you have good intentions?"
Mr. Song also looked indifferent, "There's nothing to talk about. Let's see the guests off."
"Okay daddy."
Song Qianying responded obediently, and then looked at Song Yijun triumphantly.
"Hey, you heard what dad meant, so why are you still standing there, please?"
"Ah… "
Song Yijun suddenly sneered, completely ignored Song Qianying, and just looked at the old man who was sending her away.
"Dad, what I want to tell you is very important and concerns our company. Are you sure you don't want to listen?"
"Of course I can leave, but if the company is ruined by someone else, don't blame me for not reminding you."
After saying that, Song Qianying turned around and left pretending to be quite brave.
As a result, the next second, Mr. Song frowned and called her out, "Wait!"
"Now that you're here, let's explain the matter clearly before we leave."
Hearing this, a proud smile appeared on Song Yijun's lips.
She knew that this old man was most concerned about the company's affairs and would definitely keep her, wasn't that it
Then, Song Yijun turned around and smiled calmly, "Dad, this matter is related to the company's secrets. I can tell you. However, I suggest that there be no outsiders."
"What?"
Song Qianying listened to the narration, knowing that the "outsider" referred to herself without having to say it explicitly.
So he immediately became furious, "Song Yijun, please understand this. This is my home. My father and I are the managers of the company, and you are the outsider, okay?"
This bitch, please don’t distinguish between the guest and the host, okay
"Yeah?"
Song Yijun's tone was still very leisurely, "Okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is, but I'd better make it clear that you, Song Qianying, just can't listen to this matter."
"You!" Song Qianying was so angry that she wanted to strangle Song Yijun directly.
"That's enough, is it over yet?" Song Huinian couldn't bear the quarrel between the two of them and shouted directly.