After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

After hearing the news that Song Qingwei was injured, Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan also rushed over.

When they learned that it was Song Nanxi who did it, both of them were stunned.

Song Huaiyuan looked at Song Huaicong on the side with a serious look on his face and asked: "What's going on with Qingwei? Is it really done by Nanxi?"

Song Huaicong nodded and told Song Huaiyuan about the hospital.

Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan were both surprised and speechless when they heard that Song Nanxi actually knew the famous K-god in the medical field.

"No matter what kind of relationship she has with that K, she can't hit anyone no matter what. Qingwei is still her sister. I think she is getting more and more excessive. Nanyuan, you call her back, you are really going against the grain." ”

When Song Zhengcheng heard that Huo Xinlan was going back to her parents' home, he was angry.

The Song family can develop into what it is now, thanks to the help of the Huo family back then.

Song Zhengcheng panicked as soon as he heard that Huo Xinlan was taking his daughter back to the Huo family, for fear of losing the support of the Huo family.

The Song Group has developed so-so in his hands over the years. It was only after Song Huaiyuan graduated from university and took over that the company became better and better.

Therefore, if the Song family wants to develop better and better, it cannot lack the support of the Huo family.

After Song Huaiyuan heard this, he frowned and said: "Dad, Aunt Huo, now is a critical time for the development of the company. This is a family matter. How to go home depends on it. You also know Nanxi's temper. If things go wrong, If it gets too big, it will have a bad impact on the company.”

"Yes, we should wait until Nan Xi comes back to ask about this. She probably didn't mean it." Song Huainan also interrupted at this time.

Huo Xinlan looked in disbelief after hearing this. She never expected that Song Nanxi would have all the Song brothers speak up for her just after she returned to the Song family?

It was clear that several brothers from the Song family looked disgusted when mentioning her in the past, but they still underestimated her methods.

She didn't believe it. What kind of flowers could a girl from the countryside come up with?

If she can destroy her once, she can destroy her a second time.

There was no way she could let that bitch daughter of Song Nanxi overpower her own daughter. The only sister of the brothers in the Song family could only be her daughter.

"Huaicong, aren't you with Qingwei? How could you let that dead girl from Nanxi beat her?" Huo Xinlan asked Song Huaicong who was standing aside about this matter.

Song Huaicong was already blaming himself, but now he felt even more guilty when he heard Huo Xinlan's words: "Aunt Huo, it was me who failed to protect Qingwei. I didn't expect that Nanxi would actually dare to attack Qingwei. I promise , I will never let such a thing happen again."

"My poor Qingwei, she has been in poor health since she was a child and has never suffered at all. How could she have suffered such a serious injury?" Huo Xinlan said, sitting next to Song Qingwei's bed and crying.

Song Qingwei was already awake, but when he heard Huo Xinlan shouting, he opened his eyes at this time.

"Dad, Mom, are my arms crippled? Can I still play the piano and dance? Woo hoo hoo... If I become a cripple, what will I do in the future? I might as well die."

Song Qingwei said, suddenly stretched out his other hand, took the fruit knife on the table, and cut the wrist of the arm in his hand.

Even Huo Xinlan didn't expect such a change. She was startled, and then she saw Song Qingwei wink at her.

Knowing that she did it on purpose, I felt relieved.

He even acted in cooperation with her: "Qingwei, what are you doing? What will mom do if you die? Give me the knife quickly."

Song Qingwei just heard what Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan said to defend Song Nanxi, and knew that now she was slowly beginning to become inferior to Song Nanxi in the hearts of her eldest brother and third brother.

So she had to find a way to restore her position in their hearts and make them love her as before.

Song Qingwei saw the fruit knife on the table and had an idea. If he wanted to make his brothers blame themselves from the bottom of their hearts, they had to be cruel to themselves.

So she took the fruit knife and swiped it directly on her wrist without any hesitation.

She was measured and would not really cut her wrists, but as long as she could leave a scar and let her brothers see the scar, they would feel guilty for her.

Sure enough, Song Huaiyuan and Song Huaicong were frightened when they saw Song Qingwei about to slit his wrists.

"Qingwei..." Song Huaicong was the first to rush over, trying to snatch the knife from Song Qingwei's hand.

Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan also hurried forward to stop her.

"Qingwei, please calm down first and don't do anything stupid. Your arm is only temporarily injured and it will be fine."

"Yes, Qingwei, why did you hurt yourself? Give the knife to Third Brother quickly."

Song Qingwei saw the worry on the faces of her eldest brother and third brother, and felt proud. Sure enough, her brothers still loved her.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Forget it if you die." Song Qingwei cried with a look of grievance on his face, crying out all the grievances he had suffered these days to show them.