The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 247: Death in Place - Song Weiyang 12

"It's okay if you don't want to, then just get out of this house." Mrs. Song rubbed her eyebrows tiredly and pointed outside the door, telling her to get out.

Thinking of the discussions of passers-by outside the door, Song Weiai became scared again. If she dared to go out, she would definitely be drowned in the spit of those people.

"I'll go. I'll go." Song Wei'ai walked towards Song Shu's yard angrily.

Seeing his beloved daughter, Song Shu couldn't describe the feeling on his swollen face.

He had resentment and hatred. Yes, he hated Song Wei'ai. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been beaten like this by that madman.

"You are also a loser. You can't even handle a dead girl. I don't know how you can be a father."

Seeing her father, who had always loved her, covered in wounds, there was no trace of heartache on her face, but instead a look of contempt.

"You, you evil creature, I've been so kind to you, yet you actually despise your own parents so much, do you still have a heart?"

"Do you still have any conscience or humanity?"

Song Shu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his chest was heaving violently, and breathing became extremely difficult.

He was gasping for breath, and each breath seemed to be forced out of his lungs.

His fingers were shaking, and the hand pointing at Song Weiai was trembling constantly.

"Get out, get out of here, you heartless thing, get out! I don't want to see you again..." After Song Shu yelled, he breathed rapidly and lay on the bed gasping for air.

"What if I don't get out of here?" Song Wei'ai didn't care about his discomfort at all. Instead, she sneered, "If you have the guts, jump up and hit me! If you do, I'll just stand here and not move."

"You..." Seeing Song Wei'ai's appearance, Song Shu felt a rusty taste in his throat, and he opened his mouth and spat out a pool of blood.

"Master..." As soon as the butler entered the room, he saw that the eldest daughter had fainted from anger to her old father.

"Master, wake up, wake up..." After shaking for a long time, Song Shu didn't move at all.

"The master is not dead!" The housekeeper was shocked and quickly stretched out his finger to test Song Shu's nose.

"Huh... Fortunately, I'm still alive."

"Miss, the master can't be angry anymore..." The butler was about to say a few words to Song Wei'ai, but turned around and saw that there was no one behind him.

As for Song Weiyang, no one knew where she had gone.

"Oh!" The housekeeper sighed and looked at Song Shu on the bed worriedly.

"Master, oh master, I don't know if you will regret it later..."

Song Shu's face was pale and he couldn't answer the housekeeper's words at all.

"This is mine, and that is mine..."

"Let go, I saw it first..."

"Don't go too far. You've already taken so much stuff. This is ours."

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Hearing the noise outside, the housekeeper hurried out to check and found that the servants in the mansion were snatching things.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The butler put his hands on his hips and yelled at the servants.

"Butler, the Madam had the things prepared distributed among the courtyards. Now she has taken them all. What are we going to use?"

"Put it down, all of you put it down." The housekeeper was furious when he heard this and pointed at them and cursed loudly.

"Look at what you all look like. Line up and get yours."

"Yes." No one dared to resist the housekeeper, so they had to put the things they had snatched back on the ground.

"If anyone makes any more noise, I will report to my wife and have you all sold out." The butler spoke sternly, his eyes sweeping over everyone.

"Yes." Everyone was silent. After hearing this, they didn't even dare to breathe. They fell completely quiet, fearing that they would really anger the housekeeper and bring about greater disasters.

"Butler, please go and take a look! The eldest lady is making a fuss." At this moment, a maid ran to the butler and whispered.

"Oh! It's all our ancestors." The housekeeper sighed, lifted up his clothes and walked quickly towards the backyard.

"What is this? Is it for human consumption? Take it away and make it for me again. If you can't do it well, you can pack up and leave..."

Song Weiai looked at the bland food on the table and got angry at the maid beside her.

"Replying, Miss, there is nothing left in the treasury. This is what Madam brought from her parents' home..." Looking at the furious Song Wei'ai, the little maid tried to explain.

"Bang!" After hearing what the little maid said, Song Weiai thought of her mother's attitude towards her. She picked up the dishes and chopsticks at hand and threw them to the ground.

"You're a chatterbox, aren't you? If you like to talk so much, go and kneel in the sun for an hour!"

"Yes." Hearing Song Wei'ai's words, the little maid didn't dare to refute and quickly walked out of the house and knelt in the yard.

When the butler saw this scene, he had no desire to go in and turned around to find Mrs. Song.

After listening to the housekeeper's report, Madam Song pondered for a moment and ordered the nanny beside her: "Go and give her a few slaps to wake you up."

"Madam, that's the eldest daughter!" The nanny looked embarrassed, with a hint of hesitation and surprise in her tone. She couldn't believe that the lady would give such an order.

"Go, she should have been taught a lesson long ago, otherwise she will get into trouble sooner or later." Mrs. Song knew what the nanny meant, and she closed her eyes tiredly.

"Yes." The nanny didn't dare to say anything more. She bowed to her respectfully and walked out of the yard quickly.

When Xihe heard what she said, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. He had poisoned her in the past, but now he was only giving his enemy a light punishment.

That heart is really biased, what a pity! Song Weiai will never understand your thoughts.

"You dare, you old hag, if you dare to hit me, I will order people to peel off your skin..." Song Weiai was clamped tightly by someone, struggling hard, glaring at the nanny who came over with gritted teeth, his eyes full of anger.

"I'm sorry, Miss. I was just following the orders from Madam." The nanny looked embarrassed and her tone was apologetic, but there was no hesitation in her hands.

"Clap clap clap..."

Immediately afterwards, crisp and loud slapping sounds echoed in the air.

When the servants around heard the voice, they couldn't help but gasp and felt secretly happy about what happened to the young lady.

Not long after she came back, she caused chaos in the yard and beat all the maids in the yard.

Now seeing her being beaten, everyone felt so happy.

Song Weiai lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Her cheeks were red and swollen, and there was blood at the corners of her mouth. The hatred in her eyes was almost overflowing, and that hatred was like a venomous snake, cold and vicious.

"Since you dare to treat me like this, I will not let you have an easy time. I swear I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge."

"There's a fire, come quickly, there's a fire..." At night, the flames from Mrs. Song's yard lit up the entire night sky.