MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 44 I told you, don't provoke Song Yueliang

  Chapter 44 I told you, don’t provoke Song Yueliang

   "Tian Ma, I found out about your son."

   "Late arrivals and early departures, absenteeism are commonplace, and they often gather in the factory to gamble and steal packaged food from the factory. It is the favor of the factory that he has been able to get to this point."

   "The profit of the factory is not good now, and the future is unpredictable. It is impossible for the food factory to continue to support idlers, and I will not waste favors on such people."

  The woman's voice was always faint, and it was transmitted to Mrs. Tian's ears through the microphone.

  Her face was shaking, and she almost gritted her teeth to hold back the microphone.

   "Tian Ma, I'm explaining this to you now because I remember the little affection I had at the beginning. If you have other difficulties, I can help, but you don't need to come to me about your son."

  When the phone on the other end was hung up, Mrs. Tian's face was so gloomy that she could drip water, her eyes were full of humiliation and resentment.

  When he got home and told the results, Tian Fumin was so angry that he dropped the stool on the spot, scaring his son Tian Xiaohu into crying.

Ma Chunlan has always loved her son like a darling, and now she is in no mood to coax her. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Don't you have two filthy money? What a stinky air to put on! You're humiliating! Give her to me." I can! Rotten bitch!"

  Other people on the same floor heard the vulgar yelling from the Tian family, they all looked at each other and shook their heads, gloating at their misfortune and contemptuous of the Tian family.

"Swearing, swearing, what's the use of swearing here? Go to her and swear at her if you have the ability? Damn it!" Tian Fumin kicked the stool that fell down by his feet, his facial features were grim, "Go **** and pack up your things! The job is gone, so there is no need to live here, why are you still stuck here waiting for someone to come and bombard you?"

   "Why are you yelling at me? Who knows that some people don't need face at all?" Ma Chunlan sat there motionless, choking with yin and yang.

   Originally thought that the old woman could be of some use. If the work was done, and then let the old woman take advantage of the situation to lead the natal family, she could earn a lot of extra money.

   I don't think old women are useless at all.

Nothing goes well, and Ma Chunlan is not willing to serve her anymore. With a frown, she picked up her son and went back to the room, "I have nothing to be ashamed of going back to the village from the city, but what about the big girl? To fool the villagers, you should think about it first."

  Old lady Tian, ​​who had been sullen and silent all this time, suddenly blinked her eyes when she heard this, she hesitated for a moment and then gritted her teeth, "Don't be in a hurry to go back, there are still people to look for!"

  The reason why Mrs. Tian kept Da Ya in the first place was to have an extra bargaining chip and a way out in the future.

   If she can be safe and sound, she is not willing to use this back road.

   It's just that she didn't expect Song Yueliang to be so ruthless, she rejected her request for help in a few words on the phone, leaving her ashamed!

   If she wanted to stay in the city, she had only one last resort.

  …

  Telford Real Estate Office.

   After Song Yueliang hung up the phone, she sat on the chair and didn't move for a long time.

  In the dim light of the evening, half of her body was sunk in the shadow of the backlight, her expression blurred.

  Only the hands resting on her knees, shaking twitchingly, revealed her true emotions at the moment.

  She didn't expect Tian Ma to contact her again suddenly.

  After so many years, she thought she could at least face an old woman calmly.

  But when that familiar gentle voice rang in her ears, she knew she was wrong.

  She was not calm, and a large swath of blood red suddenly spread in front of her eyes.

  Song Yueliang's eyes were dark red, her heart seemed to be tightly bound by something, and she couldn't breathe.

  She grabbed the car keys and rushed downstairs.

  The city is bustling, the sky is not yet dark, and the city is already lit up.

  The black car drove quickly in the bustling traffic, heading straight for the suburbs.

  At the intersection of traffic lights, a red coupe mixed with the crowd of cars waiting for the lights, flamboyant and coquettish.

  When the young man in the car was looking around boredly, he happened to see the bright side face of the woman in the car next door.

"Song Yueliang?" He rolled down the car window, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Hey, Mr. Song? Where are you going? This direction seems to be going to my Hongfeng Villa? Why, is it not for business? Easy to do, Mr. Song is so poor that he wants to come to my house to beg for food?"

  Song Yueliang turned her head sideways, and her thin eyes looked at the wanton mocking man lightly.

  The green light on the opposite side turned on, and the next moment, the black car sped out, showing its ignorance of the man to the fullest.

   "Damn it!" The man swears, annoyed, stepping on the accelerator and chasing after him.

   This road is exactly in the direction of his home, and the roads in the suburbs are gradually becoming less crowded.

  The man looked at the opportunity to overtake, then deliberately slowed down and drove at a slow speed on the highway, and even honked his horn to provoke him.

  Seeing that the black car was stuck behind and had to slow down, and had to eat all the dust and exhaust, the man laughed.

  Song Yueliang's complexion was calm, except for the dark red under his eyes that never faded, and became more and more intense.

   After being forced to brake again by the car in front, Song Yueliang raised the corners of her mouth with a cold smile.

  Leng Bai held the steering wheel with ten fingers, stepped on the accelerator, and the black car crashed straight forward.

   There was a loud bang, the car body vibrated violently, and the man's wild laughter stopped and turned into cursing in horror.

"Fucking Song Yueliang, are you crazy!" Before the cursing sound came to an end, there was another loud bang, this time the collision was more violent, and the man's whole body was pushed forward by the force of inertia, his head There was an intimate contact with the steering wheel.

   He was so frightened that he turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

   Clutching his head, he opened the car door and walked back. Song Ziyu was startled and angry, his face livid, "Stinky bitch, get out of the car if you want!"

  Song Yueliang's bloodthirsty eyes stared at the person walking by, the corners of her mouth raised into a deeper arc, the steering wheel turned slightly, and the car kept going backwards, this time rushing towards the man.

   "!!"

  The smooth body of the black car was close to the man and passed by.

   "Squeak—" With the sound of the emergency brake, the black car stopped behind the man, and the woman stuck her head out at this moment, with a cold and mocking tone, "I missed it for a while. I'm sorry, Young Master Song, didn't you pee your pants?"

  The moment the car passed by, Song Ziyu felt that the **** of death was so close to him for the second time in his life, his back was sweating coldly, and his legs were nailed to the ground, unable to move.

  He mechanically turned his head to look at the indifferent woman, his facial features were distorted, "Song Yueliang! I won't let you go!"

   "At any time."

  The black car turned sharply and drove away.

   Song Ziyu didn't relax until the car was out of sight, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his eyes were filled with the fear left by the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

  Click, the car door opened, and a tall figure slowly stepped down from the back seat.

   "I told you, don't provoke Song Yueliang." The voice was deep and sweet, like an elegant cello, without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

  Song Ziyu turned his head and gritted his teeth, "I provoked her with words, but she killed me with actions! It's the second time, idiot!"

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