SYSTEM: BECOMING A FATHER
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Chapter 927 Wang Yan: This cannot be true!
Song Jia took out the key and opened the door.
"I'm home!"
Inside the room, Wang Yan looked back, his brows furrowed, and his face was no good, "You didn't go see your brother, it's your own brother! Why are you so cruel? Today, Wen Jie asked you about it. !"
Song Jia entered without looking at him and did not say anything.
"You talk! You daft? You go to work in the store every day and earn money! The store will lose money, so it is better to close it as soon as possible! Go shopping more, meet some men, and get married soon!"
"You're so young, and you don't have kids yet, so people want more!"
Wang Yan's brows furrowed even tighter, slightly displeased.
This girl, how dare you shake her face?
Rongqiang left, is this his fault? It was obviously Rong Qiang who couldn't do anything, but Wen Jie didn't help her either, and she complained about their family.
Go as soon as you leave, and find someone rich! Her daughter was young and beautiful, and she was not worried about getting married!
"Forget it, I don't count on you anymore, I'll find it for you! In a few days, I will ask someone to introduce you. There are many rich people! It's okay to be older!" He glared at his daughter and hummed.
turned around, and he continued to mutter.
"Rong Qiang, he is not a good thing, that Ye Mo is not a good thing, little rabbit! White-eyed wolf, you have slept in vain for so long, you are unwilling to hand over that little gift, and you dare to take revenge on our family, Wen Jie was killed by it Terrible!"
"People like him will get revenge!"
Speaking of the boy, he gritted his teeth and cursed loudly, "Perhaps, now he is having fun!"
"Hello!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer sounded from the side.
Wang Yan was startled, thinking that he had misheard, he turned his head to look, his daughter looked at him, his eyes were playful and sarcastic.
"You ... what are you laughing at!"
he screamed, annoyed.
"He's great! You don't know yet! He is now famous, famous, and even on TV! Now, the Internet is full of him, and he'll be the richest man!" Song Jia sneered.
"Opo opo?"
Wang Yan was stunned after hearing this, and then smiled, "How is it possible! He is the richest man! Are you confused!"
"Look at yourself!"
Song Jia was expressionless, picked up the phone, opened it, and lost it.
"This ... this .. fake! Didn't you say that the video can also be posted! This ... can't be true!"
Wang Yan picked up the phone. At first, he was a little insulting, thinking that his daughter was talking nonsense, but when he saw her, his expression became solemn, and then his face turned pale.
His eyes gradually widened, full of shock and disbelief.
He could not believe it, and could not accept it. That Ye Mo really had become a sensational celebrity all over the country. She was highly praised, extremely beautiful, and even became the richest person.
The richest man in his twenties?
This is really ridiculous!
What was more absurd was that this richest young man almost became his son-in-law, just because he thought he was not rich enough or promising enough, so he kicked him.
"No.it's impossible! That can't be true!"
His entire body trembled, his hands trembled violently, and his face was as pale as paper.
“Cannot be? Ho!” Song Jia sneered again, and the sarcasm in her eyes became heavier.
"He.. couldn't be!"
"Why.he caused our family so miserable, how can we stay beautiful!" He cursed with annoyance.
Song Jia stepped forward, still expressionless, and took back her phone.
"You..why do you see me like this? He's an asshole, so he's got money but doesn't tell us, who knows he'll pretend to be poor! Don't you think he's poor himself!"
Wang Yan looked up and shouted.
“Out! You and Dad, go back to your own home, I don't want to see you again!” Song Jia raised her hand, pointed at the door, and said firmly.
"Yes! I thought he wasn't rich enough back then, and I was also cheap and didn't know how to appreciate it. I admit it, but what about you guys, it's even more hateful!"
"Have you ever seen my daughter as a person? You took the dowry as soon as you got it, bought a house for your brother, and introduced me to an old man to earn money."
"Open your mouth and shut your mouth, every day is Wenjie, Wenjie, in your eyes, only her precious son, I am not human, right! You let me marry again? Why, do you want to find someone older?"
"Also, if it wasn't for you, Rong Qiang could have left? I've had enough, you guys, get out of here today, I don't want to see you again!"
Wang Yan was stunned.
His eyes widened, he could not believe that his daughter, he dared to talk to her like this, and told her to come out!
"You ... Your wings are hard, right? You dare to talk to me like that, I'm your mother, I gave birth to you, raised you, Wenjie is your brother, why are you jealous of him!"
"He can inherit a bloodline, right? You let it be a little more sacrificed, what's up!"
He stood up and roared.
"And this house, it's not your own. When you get married again, you don't have to stay here. This is the wedding room for Wenjie, and when she gets out, you have to get married and have kids!"
"She's in, and there's no good house, who wants to marry her!"
Song Jia listened, and the hand holding the phone gradually began to tremble, and there was a deep sense of despair and sadness in her heart.
They don't even plan to let go of this house?
"You... Can you go?"
As soon as he turned around and rushed into the kitchen, he carried the kitchen knife and roared sharply.
"Jiajia, you.you're crazy! You.you're calm!"
Wang Yan was startled and ran back, his face turning pale.
"You give me up!"
Song Jia held a knife, her hands shaking violently.
"Jiajia, are you kidding me!"
Wang Yan was still in disbelief, but when he saw it coming, he was scared and retreated. He retreated to the door and walked out.
!
Song Jia closed the door hard and locked it.
"Jia! Relax, after all I am your mother, Wen Jie, she is also your brother, if you treat her well, she will treat you well in the future!"
"Jiajia, relax? Open door!"
"Jia Jia ..."
"You bastard, open the door for me! Are you the opposite! Your life was given by our parents, don't you know how to be filial! I'm not letting you do anything, you selfish ghost, white-eyed wolf!"
The voice at the door, which was at first begging, gradually became impatient and turned into a sharp scolding.
Dong Dong Dong!
He also banged on the door, cursing even louder.
Inside the door, Song Jia threw a knife, leaned against the wall, sat down slumped, covered her face in pain, sobbed softly, and then turned into a howl.