Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingyu interrupted him with a distant attitude.
"I'm afraid Mr. Lin has forgotten. I am the one who signed the severance agreement. I have no father."
Song Jiahe's eyes widened and he looked at the two of them in surprise, eating the melon with relish.
Lin Shengguo opened his lips in pain: "Ayu, I...I know that thing hurt you, but that was really not Dad's intention. Dad was unconscious in the ward that day...
..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingyu turned around indifferently: "Mr. Lin, these things don't interest me."
"Ayu!" Lin Shengguo called her anxiously, "Even if you have hatred in your heart and don't regard me as your father, as a stranger, I can always say a few words to you.
Ayu, your identity is exposed... and you are pregnant. It is not appropriate to come here to participate in the first lady. If someone exposes it, dad is afraid that you will be embarrassed. You listen to dad...
"
Before she finished speaking, Wang Meifeng, who was dressed like jewels, came over and took over the conversation.
"That's right, you are already with the third master, and you are still pregnant. The title of the first lady is of no use to you. Why don't you quit, so that Miaomiao can enter the top three. A family match, Miaomiao
Miaoneng can marry into a wealthy family, and you, as a sister, will have a bright face, won't you?"
When the voice fell, Lin Shengguo's heart twisted, and he frowned and glared at his wife: "Why are you talking about this!"
Lin Qingyu smiled sarcastically: "No need to act. No matter what you do, your starting point will always be for Lin Miaomiao. Ms. Wang, don't talk about the biological relationship. I have no sister. I have been an orphan since the day I signed.
."
Song Jiahe couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Who is this person! His quality is already negative, how dare he come out to show off."
With that said, Song Jiahe took Lin Qingyu's arm and left.
"Ayu, have you really severed ties with them?"
"Um."
"Well done! I have decided on you as a sister! We can't be sisters-in-law, but we can be good sisters!"
"Ayu, please think about it and come to my tutoring club! I will give you the salary of a gold medal tutor!"
...
Along the way, the two talked and laughed.
Tian Peini, Wang Meifeng in the corner, and Lin Jiajun and Lin Miaomiao on one side looked at their backs with hatred in their eyes.
At this time, a friend came out and called Song Jiahe away, saying that he had an order to introduce to her.
Song Jiahe had to temporarily separate from Lin Qingyu.
After a while, a waiter came to Lin Qingyu and said, "President Zhou's wife seems to be in some trouble at the corner of the second floor. Please go over and help."
Lin Qingyu smiled calmly: "Okay, thank you."
With that said, she held up her dress and skirt and slowly walked to the second floor.
After searching around, I couldn't find President Zhou's wife.
She stood at the empty staircase at the corner of the second floor, looking around.
At this time, a pair of women's hands slowly approached her in the darkness, and when they came closer, there was an indescribable hatred in their eyes.
Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pushed hard, grinding her teeth viciously.
"Lin Qingyu, go to hell! Follow your child to death! You are not worthy of carrying Lu Xun's child!"
The next moment, the pushing woman suddenly screamed: "Ah——"
The palm of her hand was stung by a needle, and dense beads of blood oozed from her palm. However, the woman who was pushed remained stable and did not appear to be pushed at all.