unparalleled son-in-law

Song Yan's willow eyebrows were slightly twisted, and she glanced at Chu Chen. Seeing that Chu Chen's expression did not change, Song Yan didn't say much.

After all, in the past five years, although Chu Chen was nominally the son-in-law of the Song family, there had never been a single time when Chu Chen had a place at the family dinner table.

The Song family walked out of the conference room one by one.

In the end, Song Yan and Chu Chen were left.

"When you go back, lock the door in your room. Remember, don't let anyone knock on the door until I go back." Song Yan repeatedly told Chu Chen several times.

Chu Chen nodded, "I see."

Chu Chen knew that what Song Yan was worried about at the moment was not Ye Shaohuang, but Song Qingpeng, who had just made him drink Baijia water.

In Chu Chen's memory, in the past five years, Song Qingpeng had done a lot of things to him, both openly and secretly.

Looking at the back of Song Yan who left at the end, Chu Chen's eyes flashed a bright light.

"I do hope that someone will knock on the door."

Chu Chen muttered to himself, and then walked out.

Song Ruhai was waiting for Chu Chen at the elevator entrance, and there was a young man standing beside him. Chu Chen recognized that the young man was Song Ruhai's son, Song Biao.

Chu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the Song family, Song Biao and Song Qingpeng were very close on weekdays.

"Chu Chen, go back with Song Biao." Song Ruhai explained, "The owner of the house said, you take the stairs and go out at the back door of the hotel."

"Dad, don't worry, leave this fool to me." Song Biao looked very strong, smiled, and led Chu Chen to the stairs.

"Biaoer." Song Ruhai yelled, hesitated, and warned, "Be careful, Chu Chen hasn't signed yet."

A smile appeared on Song Biao's face, "It's okay, this idiot has sandbags, I have experience in beating."

The two had an unscrupulous conversation, and they didn't take Chu Chen seriously at all.

This is the way the Song family has been used to for the past five years.

Chu Chen couldn't understand what they said.

Nobody cares about a fool.

As soon as he walked into the stairs, Chu Chen saw a familiar figure, Song Qingpeng.

At the corner of the stairs, there were two people beside Song Qingpeng. Seeing that Song Biao brought Chu Chen, the eyes of the three of them lit up at the same time, and at the same time they threw the cigarette in their hands on the ground fiercely, and stepped on it.

"Chu Chen, we meet again."

Song Qingpeng came up step by step, and sneered, "You let me drink Baijia water, and tonight, I will let you drink Baijia urine."

Chu Chen took a step back, but Song Biao put a hand on his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Chu Chen panicked.

"I'll enlighten you, you idiot." Song Qingpeng's eyes turned hard, "Do it."

Without hesitation, Song Biao swung his fist violently, hitting Chu Chen in the back of the head.

Chu Chen exclaimed, his feet slipped, and he avoided Song Biao's blow, but Song Biao seemed to have exerted too much force, suddenly staggered, and his strong body fell towards Song Qingpeng.

Song Qingpeng was knocked back a few steps by Song Biao.

"What the hell are you doing?" Song Qingpeng roared angrily.

Song Biao came back to his senses, his expression became fierce, and he rushed forward.

In the narrow stair space, Chu Chen exclaimed again and again, and kept dodging.

Song Biao didn't land a single punch on Chu Chen's body. On the contrary, he accidentally injured Song Qingpeng and the other two several times.

There was a lot of mourning.

"Song Biao, are you fucking sick?" He roared loudly, out of breath.

One person was swept down the stairs by Song Biao's fist.

The sole of his foot stumbled, and the person next to him couldn't stand up, and rolled down the stairs.

boom!

Song Biao punched Song Qingpeng on the nose.

Song Qingpeng's face twisted in pain.

Song Biao was stunned.

He looked at his fist in disbelief.

It was obvious that he wanted to beat up Chu Chen, a fool, but now, except for Chu Chen, the other three fell to the ground.

Song Biao turned his head and saw Chu Chen standing aside, calm and composed, his pupils couldn't help but widen a little, and subconsciously blurted out, "Chu Chen, what kind of magic did you use!"

"If you say this, no fool will believe you." Chu Chen chuckled, "I really doubt that you are usually dissatisfied with the three of them, so you took this opportunity to beat them up."

Song Qingpeng's nose was already bleeding, and tears flowed from the pain. At this moment, he raised his head with a grim expression, "Song Biao, give me an explanation!"

Of course Song Qingpeng didn't believe it, it would be a fool's sorcery.

Song Biao's soul trembled, and he walked over to support Song Qingpeng with trembling legs, crying, "Brother Peng, I really didn't mean it."

He never thought that dealing with Chu Chen would go wrong again.

After this violent beating, Song Qingpeng would definitely not let him go.

"It's all to blame on this idiot!" Song Biao turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened a bit.

Chu Chen was gone.

"You still want to run." Song Biao stood up.

"Stop!" Song Qingpeng yelled, nosebleeds splattered, "I'm sick of blood, take me to the hospital quickly."

Elevator entrance.

Chu Chen pressed it, glanced at the entrance of the stairs next to him, and shook his head sighing, "Unexpectedly, the first time I used the Nine Profound Gate Universe Teleportation Technique after going down the mountain, it would be to deal with such low-level guys. face."

The elevator door opened, and Chu Chen walked in.

I couldn't help but think about what happened tonight again.

"Five years." Chu Chen suddenly thought of something, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, "I've been missing for five years, so they didn't even look for me?"

Chu Chen resisted the urge to call home and ask if he was his own.

"Forget it, since they don't want to look for it, they will take their family and go back in a few years! Give the old mother a surprise." Song Yan's figure subconsciously appeared in Chu Chen's mind.

In the past five years, his soul seemed to be filled with this girl.

After getting out of the elevator, Chu Chen walked straight towards the door.

For Song Yan's 23rd birthday dinner, he had already given presents, and he had no interest in staying.

Swaggeringly walked out from the front door.

When the security guards at the main gate saw Chu Chen, they all had weird expressions on their faces.

Why did this idiot son-in-law of the Song family run out again all of a sudden?

Screeching brakes sounded.

Several luxurious sports cars stopped in front of the hotel.

Chu Chen was standing in the middle of the door.

The car door opened, and young men and women came out one by one, looking only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Fool, don't go away yet." A security guard next to him couldn't help but reminded, "These are all the sons and brothers of the big families in Chancheng, and they must be here to attend Miss Song San's birthday dinner."

The arrival of this group of people suddenly froze the atmosphere at the entrance of the Huangting Hotel, and the numerous security guards did not dare to take a breather.

A group of rebellious teenagers and girls in their teens do things regardless of the consequences. Once they make them unhappy, it will be a disaster.

Behind this group of people, there are prominent family backgrounds.

Manager Pang came out immediately, with a smile on his face, "The banquet is about to begin, everyone is here at the right time, please come in."

"Manager Pang, the good show hasn't started yet." A boy in a black T-shirt laughed haha, "I heard Brother Ye say that there is a good show tonight, so I brought everyone here together."

"Yes, we are all looking forward to what big show will be at Ms. Song San's birthday dinner."

"Brother Ye said that the Song family will divorce the son-in-law who came to the house tonight, and kick him out of the house. Moreover, he will announce it in public."

"I heard that idiot doesn't understand anything, I guess that Miss Song San is still coughing." The black-clothed boy paused for a moment, his expression revealing a meaningful meaning, "It's thanks to Brother Lao Ye who has worked hard tonight. "

A group of people burst into laughter, unscrupulous.

Manager Pang also laughed along, and subconsciously glanced at Chu Chen who was standing at the door at this moment.

Manager Pang is already used to the style of this group of boys and girls.

Discussing these things in public is a common occurrence for them.

"Come on, let's go to the theater." The boy in black waved his hand and strode forward.

A person stood in front of him, blocking his way.

The smile on Manager Pang's face stiffened suddenly, and his pupils widened a little.

Chu Chen looked calmly, looked at the boy in black, "What play do you want to see?"