"You kneel down for me!"
The group had just returned to Song's house, and the uncle stopped abruptly, and he even snorted!
It's easy to understand who this "you" refers to, no need to ask more.
Everyone's gazes were very consistent, and they turned to Song Qiyue, who was walking at the end one after another.
Song Qiyue was holding Aunt Jun, her hand let go.
Aunt Jun held her tightly, and she stood in front of her and said, "Big Brother, what are you doing again?"
Song Zhongchuan was obviously too angry. His domineering face crossed his eyebrows. He pointed to Song Qiyue and shouted, "No one will use it today to speak for this person who corrupts the family style! Second sister, you will let me. open!"
Song Qiyue saw that Uncle Jun's anger was about to flares against Aunt Jun, she immediately stopped Aunt Jun, and stood in front of her, "One person does things, one person! Uncle, don't blame Aunt Jun, what's wrong with her? Relationship? I didn't steal or rob, so how could I corrupt the family tradition?"
She clashed, and the Song family's juniors frowned.
Song Jinzhi held her by, "Sister, don't say anything..."
"Brother, you let me go!" Song Qiyue's arrogance also came up, "Did I say something wrong!"
"Up to now, you haven't realized your mistake!" Song Zhongchuan screamed!
"She's been like this since she was a child, how did she know that she had made a mistake? Your third sister left so early. It's really pitiful for her. If you leave, you can see her like this!" The aunt was also dissatisfied, this The next and the uncle are the same haters.
"July, hurry up and admit your mistakes and say you are wrong." Song Lianheng finally spoke, and he tried to stop the struggle.
He even glanced sideways at Song Xiangwan and motioned to her with his eyes.
Song Xiangwan is a sensible person. She received his gaze, and although she was unwilling, she walked to her mother's side and persuaded, "Dad, mom, don't be angry."
"July, you admit it." Song Xiangwan stroked her mother's back, her eyes faint.
Facing this family member, for an instant, it seemed as if I had returned to the same situation when I was young. However, there is nothing wrong with nothing wrong, why should she admit it!
Song Qiyue suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked directly at Song Zhongchuan, "Where is my fault? Uncle! Is it because today you wanted to match the marriage between me and the Mo family but didn't succeed, so I was ridiculed by Mo Zhengyan. , So do you want to cast all your anger on my head!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped!
She was so bold, she was so blunt, she didn't give any face at all, how would Song Zhongchuan step down?
"You!" Song Zhongchuan was even more anxious now, "You unfilial daughter! It's hard to find a good job, but you want to be a publicist! You think you become a manager, you are amazing? You think it is in the eyes of others. Here, what does public relations do? It's just a laughter! You have lost our Song family's face!"
Song Zhongchuan's words were sharp as thorns, and every sentence was as sharp as a knife.
Aunt Jun couldn't listen anymore, she pulled Song Qiyue over and protected her behind again, "Big Brother! What you said is too much! How can you say that July, she didn't do anything wrong!"
"You dare to speak for her! It's all you! Since childhood, she has favored her and protected her in everything, so that she becomes what she is now, first leaving her book and leaving, then hooking up with her own uncle, and being someone else Take it lightly and do something so shameful!" The uncle turned his head and pointed at Aunt Jun to get angry.
When Aunt Jun accused her of her uncle, she was silent, just lowered her head, but still insisted, "I didn't teach well, but in July, she really did nothing wrong."
Song Qiyue couldn't see the auntie Jun being angry and wronged, and his heart was like a knife at the moment!
Seeing that the uncle was still going to get angry at Aunt Jun, Song Qiyue tightened her lips, and her hand was suddenly clenched and released, and she shouted, "Don't blame Aunt Jun! I'll just kneel!"
When the voice fell, she knelt down slowly.
It was like every time she refused to give up in her childhood, but in the end, she had to give up again.
Kneel unwillingly like this.