Li Zhenzong's voice was not loud, but it was extremely shocking. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire private room immediately became silent.
For a moment, everyone held their breath and lowered their heads deeply, for fear of causing Li Zhenzong to vent their anger.
Li Zeyang, who was originally full of jokes, had a stiff expression on his face, and then he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say more.
As for Li Jianbing, who wanted to help Li Zeyang excrete, when he saw Li Zhenzong's cold gaze, he swallowed it back when he saw Li Zhenzong's words.
Soon, the entire private room was filled with a murderous aura.
Seeing this scene, Song Yuhe's face changed and she couldn't help but glance at Li Zhenzong again, with a deep sense of doubt flashing in her expression.
As a long-time friend, he knew Li Zhenzong's temper very well.
Although he also knew that Song Yanling's performance just now was indeed a bit too far, it was far from the point where Li Zhenzong got out of control and became angry.
Because he knew very well that with the other party's cunning and restraint, a mere side-subject child could not move the other party at all.
This situation now only shows that Li Zhenzong is extremely fond of Su Tie and even intends to hand over the family to the other party to manage.
As the candidate for the future heir of the Li family, naturally, there is no allowance to be any humiliated.
Thinking of this, Song Yuhe couldn't help but raise her head, looked at Su Tie carefully, and finally shook her head.
In terms of appearance, Cycad is naturally impeccable, but after graduating from a second-rate university, he has no achievements. The key is that the children of a side department have no reason to inherit the family.
"Is it because I'm thinking too much?" Song Yuhe couldn't help but mutter.
He didn't dare to think too much, but hurriedly patted Song Yuhe on the shoulder and smiled: "Old Li, Zeyang, this child, may not be very good at speaking, but I believe he has no malice."
As he spoke, he glared at Li Zeyang and scolded: "Zeyang, you can't talk nonsense. Our Yanling doesn't mean what you said."
"No...yes, I didn't say he was not worthy of me, but..." Seeing Song Yuhe blinking at him, although he was reluctant to compromise, Song Yanling still responded hesitantly.
However, the only feeling that she had for Su Tie disappeared.
"Dad, actually, I think Zeyang's words are a bit too much, but they are not unreasonable. There is indeed a big gap between them." At this moment, Li Jianhong, who always lowered his head to drink tea, suddenly spoke.
Hearing his words, Li Jianbing, who didn't dare to say anything just now, nodded and responded: "Yes, Yan Ling is a top student who graduated from Harvard University. Now she is calling the wind and rain in the business world. Are you looking at our cycad..."
He was halfway through his words, but he didn't dare to continue speaking, but just looked at Li Zhenzong with lingering fear.
Li Zhenzong always had a sinister face and said nothing. Although he was angry, he didn't have the nerve to lose his temper again because he knew that what Li Jianhong and Li Jianbing said made sense.
Although in his mind, Su Tie not only has good character but also has good medical skills, it is indeed a huge gap compared to the younger generation leaders like Song Yanling.
However, when he saw Song Yanling's arrogant look when facing Cyprus, he still felt a little uncomfortable, and even regretted coming to this trip today.
The original intention was to help Cycad find a partner, but in the end it caused trouble for the other party.
Unfortunately, with his current strength, he really couldn't change anything. He could only hold back and pretend that nothing happened.
"Old Song, something is wrong, something happened." At this moment, the door of the private room was suddenly knocked open, and then a middle-aged man wearing glasses rushed in quickly.
Looking at the middle-aged man's sweaty and panicked look, Song Yanling's face darkened and said impatiently: "Manager Yang, what happened? I'm fussing. Didn't you see my grandfather meeting the guests?"
"There is... someone is here to make trouble. You can go and have a look." The middle-aged man wiped the sweat beads from his forehead and shouted hurriedly.
Hearing his words, Song Yanling hurriedly looked at Song Yuhe beside him and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, you don't need to worry, I'll go and take a look."
"Forget it, I'll go with you." Song Yuhe hesitated for a moment, and looked at the middle-aged man with glasses with anxious expression on his face, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.
Immediately, he hurriedly got up and poured a cup of tea for Li Zhenzong, and said with a forced smile: "Old Li, something happened in the store. Yanling and I will deal with it. You and Jianhong will sit first, and the food should be served immediately.
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"Okay, go and do your business. If you need it, please greet me at any time." Li Zhenzong responded, with a little worried expression.
Although Song Yanling's words just now made him feel a little unhappy, he and Song Yuhe have been old friends for many years after all. Seeing that the other party is in trouble, it is naturally impossible for him to stand by.
After hesitating for a moment, he quickly looked up and said, "Jianhong, Guilan, you guys sit down first, I'll go and have a look."
"Dad, you are old and it's useless to go there. I'll go with you." Without waiting for Li Zhenzong to get up, Li Jianhong volunteered.
Although he did not need to propose marriage to the Song family for his Li Zefeng, if he could get closer to Song Yuhe, it would only be beneficial for him.
Seeing Li Jianhong get up, Li Jianbing hurriedly said, "It's boring to sit anyway, so why not go and have a look."
As he said, he patted Li Zeyang and signaled him to accompany him.
Seeing that everyone left, Li Guilan and Su Zhongliang were not good enough to continue sitting, so they immediately got up and followed.
At the same time, the first floor of Songyue Building was already surrounded and could not be thrust.
The usually quiet hall is noisy at this moment. In addition to being filled with extremely unpleasant insults and crying, but more of it is still talking.
I looked up and saw that there was a coffin in the middle of the hall, and inside the coffin was an old man with silver hair.
Around the coffin, a middle-aged woman in plain clothes was kneeling, and beside the woman was a little girl.
At this time, the two of them kept holding the coffin and cried bitterly, looking extremely miserable.
On the right side of the coffin, a tall middle-aged man stood, cursing and talking to several security guards in Songyuelou.
Seeing this scene, Song Yuhe, who had just come out of the box, turned dark. He hurried forward and pulled a woman in front of the middle-aged man to his side, and said anxiously: "Xiao Wang, what happened?
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"Are you the person in charge here?" Before Xiao Wang could speak, the middle-aged man pointed at Song Yuhe and shouted loudly.
Song Yuhe frowned. With his identity, no one dared to talk to him like this, but he still suppressed his anger and replied: "Yes, I am Song Yuhe, the boss of Songyuelou."
"So you are the boss here. My father died of poisoning after eating the dishes from your Songyuelou. You must give me an explanation." Hearing Song Yuhe's words, the middle-aged man said excitedly.
"You said, your father was poisoned after eating our food, is there any evidence?" Song Yuhe immediately frowned and asked coldly when he heard this.
The poisoning incident was not a trivial matter for a restaurant, and he did not dare to take it lightly.
"Evidence, of course there is evidence... What do you mean? Do you don't want to be responsible?... My father died after eating your vegetables. You must pay his life." The middle-aged man shouted loudly, feeling extremely excited.
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Before he could finish his words, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed Song Yu and his chest and abdomen.
Because the incident happened suddenly, Song Yanling, who was standing beside him, screamed in shock, and her whole body froze in place...