Chapter 1102 Can You Call Me Mom?

About ten minutes later, Gu Ci edited the cause and effect of the incident into a text message and sent it to Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu read the text message and was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone.

But he still held back his anger in the end, clutching his phone tightly and trying to calm down his indignant emotions.

He leaned against the head of the bed, squinting his eyes slightly, with cold anger flashing in his eyes.

This Song family is really good.

How dare you compete with him?

Mrs. Song's courage is really extraordinary.

Since Mrs. Song has the courage, he doesn't mind giving her a big gift.

Wen Muchu smiled coldly, and then arranged for Gu to go and do some things.

Gu Ci received the task and went to do it immediately without asking any questions.

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Song Hefeng was sent to the hospital. The doctor checked the effects of the medicine in his body and immediately gave him an infusion to relieve the effects of the medicine in his body.

Mrs. Song was worried and kept waiting at the door.

Not long after, the old man of the Song family came over and slapped Mrs. Song hard.

"You are really capable... You dare to touch the people in the Presidential Palace. Do you want our Song family to be enemies of the Presidential Palace? Let me tell you, without the support of the Presidential Palace, our Song family is nothing. . If you want to seek death, I can let Song Qiang divorce you now, so that you will not do stupid things again and harm our Song family."

Mrs. Song was completely stunned by this slap.

She covered her cheek and looked at Mr. Song blankly: "Dad, how did you know about this?"

"How do I know? Why, maybe you do it but no one else is allowed to tell?" Mr. Song had a cold look on his face and he scolded him coldly.

He had met Lan Xiao once at the Fang family's family dinner. Although he also liked that little girl, she was already a member of the Presidential Palace, and the Song family could never touch her again.

He didn't expect that Mrs. Song would be so bold, that she would dare to drug Lan Xiao.

Fortunately, Song Hefeng drank the drugged juice.

If Lan Xiao drank the juice, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Mrs. Song was eager to know who had tipped Mr. Song off.

When she saw Song Qiaoqiao, she yelled at Song Qiaoqiao with gritted teeth and asked, "Did you, a little bitch, tell your grandpa? What do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?"

Song Qiaoqiao's eyes were filled with crystal tears. When the word "little bitch" came out of Mrs. Song's mouth, she felt her whole heart aching.

"No, I didn't tell Grandpa."

"Don't deny it, you are just jealous. I am good to Hefeng, but you are doing this behind my back. You wish I was unlucky...Song Qiaoqiao, you have always hated me." Mrs. Song's eyes flashed with mockery, He said with a smile every word.

Song Qiaoqiao felt extremely painful, why she didn't do anything.

Does Mrs. Song always want to blame everything that goes wrong on her?

Her eyes flashed with grief, and she looked at Mrs. Song: "No...it's not me, I didn't do this. Why do you think of me as so vicious and bad? Hefeng is your son, and I am also your daughter. .”

Mrs. Song's heart suddenly trembled.

She looked at Song Qiaoqiao's desperate eyes, and her heart kept sinking.

Mr. Song looked at Mrs. Song with great disappointment.

He closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Both children are your biological children. Why have you treated them so differently for so many years? Qiaoqiao didn't tell me about this. He was the president's son, and he was beaten in person. You told me on the phone. You should know that there are some people we should not offend easily..."

Mrs. Song only felt that her legs were weak. She leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the ground.

The current leader of the Song family, Song Qiang, also arrived at the hospital at this moment.

He heard all Mr. Song's words clearly.

His eyes looked at Mrs. Song with a cold look.

"Come here, madam, she is tired. Send her home and let her have a good rest. Remember, no one is allowed to let her out without my order..."

Mrs. Song turned her head to look at Song Qiang in disbelief. She asked hysterically: "Song Qiang, do you want to put me under house arrest? No...I won't go anywhere. I want to be here, waiting for my son to wake up. He He hates me so much that I still have to wait for his forgiveness."

Song Qiang would not give her any chance or look at her again.

After he gave the order, someone came over quickly and carried Mrs. Song out of the hospital. She was then put into a car and driven back to the Song family.

Along the way, her hands were restrained.

She couldn't struggle even half a minute.

About an hour later, she was locked in the large and luxurious bedroom.

Someone locked the door from the outside, and the former glass windows were completely welded shut thanks to the work of the servants.

She looked at the cage-like bedroom, raised her head and shouted, crying uncontrollably.

She never expected how things would reach this point.

Mrs. Song was locked up all afternoon, when the sky was getting dark.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

With trembling hands, she opened the phone screen.

A picture flashed before her eyes that was enough to make her collapse and despair.

Her husband, Song Qiang, was actually hugging and kissing a beautiful woman with a big belly.

Mrs. Song's pupils were gradually dilating, and she smashed her phone against the wall angrily.

The phone was smashed in half, but the dazzling picture still did not disappear.

Mrs. Song's eyes were blood red. She ran to the door, clenched her fists, and smashed the door with all her strength.

She was smashing and shouting hysterically.

"Song Qiang, you bastard, come out here. Are you actually raising a woman outside my back? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Isn't it enough that I gave you a son? Why did you get other women pregnant? Why did you stab me so hard in my heart?"

Bang bang, violent banging on the door resounded throughout the villa.

The servants in the villa turned pale with fear, and no one dared to come near.

Song Qiaoqiao happened to come back, and when she saw this scene, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

After hesitating, she came to Mrs. Song's bedroom.

When she heard Mrs. Song yelling these words, she pursed her lips and tentatively called her mother.

Mrs. Song heard Song Qiaoqiao's voice, her eyes brightened slightly, and she quickly called Song Qiaoqiao's name with a smile.

"Qiaoqiao? Qiaoqiao, is that you?"

"Mother, it's me..." Song Qiaoqiao whispered back, leaning against the door.

Mrs. Song's excitement was gradually suppressed bit by bit.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she said with a trembling voice.

"Good boy, can you call me mom? It was all my fault in the past. I shouldn't have been so mean and hostile to you. My mom did something wrong... Mom is here to apologize to you."