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When Song Xinrou heard this, her eyes became even more crazy.
How could her son help outsiders deal with her? This is obviously a monster, and has been bribed by Lin Yiran a long time ago!
"Lock him to the attic and don't give him food without my instructions!"
Song Xinrou threw Song Xiaozhe away bitterly.
"Boom", Song Xiaozhe's small body fell heavily to the ground. His previous injury had not healed, and now he was covered in bruises from being pinched.
"Young Master!" The old housekeeper quickly picked him up, fearing that he would anger Song Xinrou again, and did not dare to say a word to persuade him, "Madam, I will take him away now!"
Falling into the arms of the old housekeeper, Song Xiaozhe weakly stretched out his hand towards Song Xinrou, but Song Xinrou just slapped it away in disgust.
Although he expected to be beaten before he lied to her, his mother really had no mercy for him.
Song Xiaozhe took back his hand, tears rolling down his cheeks, but unfortunately no one in the villa cared. When Song Xinrou got angry, the atmosphere in the villa was depressing, and the old housekeeper could only silently take him up to the attic.
In a small room, the window was still leaking. Song Xiaozhe was huddled in the corner holding his knees. His originally fair face was covered with scars.
The old housekeeper couldn't bear it and whispered, "Young master, I will find a doctor to look at you tomorrow."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Song Xiaozhe said softly.
How could someone do this to their own son? What a crime.
The old housekeeper sighed, closed the door, and went downstairs again.
In the living room, Song Xinrou was still going crazy, walking around the sofa and constantly saying hello to her media friends.
"Hello? Lao Zhao! Help me suppress all the hot searches related to May! Then help me send out a press release saying that she is the mistress!"
"There is also the matter of my suicide, which is also exposed! They still scold me. Are they really trying to force me to death?"
The old housekeeper looked at her from a distance and felt that Song Xinrou was full of hostility, as if she was wrapped in a black mist. Her eyes were filled with malice. She was still divided into two groups, and she would not stop.
But, who makes the Song family rich enough to withstand her misbehavior?
Song Xiaozhe was locked in the attic all night, and Song Xinrou didn't sleep either.
The next day, her eyes were blood red and her eyes were black and blue. She looked extremely scary, but the price of staying up late was worth it. The online reviews have changed a lot.
"Is it politically correct to scold Song Xinrou now? She is just a little girl who did something wrong for love. Do you need to be so vicious?"
"Miss May is really good at public relations. There is no news about Song Xinrou's suicide now."
"Song Xinrou is a socialite, and she is praised for her life wherever she goes. If she hadn't been bullied too much, how could she have committed suicide? Some people should have some moral integrity!"
"If she commits suicide again, each of you will be an accomplice."
Amidst the money offensive, the entry "Song Xinrou's status" has also become a hot search.
Photos of her haggard in the hospital were posted online again, with pale lips and a look of despair. With such a face, would anyone continue to scold her?
Slowly, people began to speak for her, and the situation seemed to be getting better. Song Xinrou stared at her phone with bright eyes, not realizing how scary her appearance looked to outsiders.
With a skinny face, only her eyes were shining, and many servants were almost frightened by her when they came downstairs.
"Lin Yiran, fight with me?" She murmured, and was about to call Lao Zhao to increase public opinion, but she saw an update from the Bo Group's official Weibo.
They sent a video, and the cover of the video was the face of Song Xinrou¡¯s doctor.
Her heart skipped a beat and she clicked on the video with almost trembling hands.
"Ms. Song was sent to our hospital for cutting her wrists. She lost a lot of blood at that time. We carefully inspected her wounds and found that the scratches were very deep. Fortunately, the knife avoided the aorta, so her life was not in danger. , here we also remind the general public to cherish life and don¡¯t do stupid things for love"
"The knife avoids the aorta. Doesn't this mean that Song Xinrou's suicide is making a fuss out of a molehill?"
Some people who saw the video had subtle thoughts, while others were angry and felt that they had been deceived.
The entry "Song Xinrou's status" is still on the hot search. Isn't this really something she bought to criticize?
"Bo Chenhe!" Song Xinrou screamed and stood up from the sofa, "You actually did this for that mistressSuch a situation! "
She would scream every now and then, and the servants in the villa were used to it, but this time, Song Xinrou strode upstairs with anger and went directly to the attic.
With a "bang", the attic door was kicked open violently. Song Xiaozhe woke up from the cold floor. Before he could get used to his situation, he was punched and kicked by Song Xinrou, who had red eyes.
"You are just like your bastard father! You will only turn to Lin Yiran! What kind of ecstasy did she give you! Both of you will betray me!"
Song Xiaozhe tried his best to shrink into a ball. He buried his face in his knees. After last night, he could not shed a single tear.
"Madam! Don't hurt yourself with anger!" The old housekeeper hurriedly came to persuade, "You haven't had breakfast yet? Come with me to have breakfast first. The young master is already reflecting on it!"
After all, he is just a child, and Song Xinrou can't really do anything to him.
She took a few deep breaths and glanced at Song Xiaozhe coldly, "Let's go!"
The attic door slowly closed again. Through the crack in the door, Song Xiaozhe saw sympathy on the faces of several servants.
He suddenly felt cold and hugged himself tighter.
The young master who lives in a luxurious villa is a pitiful little man who is pitied by the servants. Who would believe him?
He smiled bitterly. Now that he had fallen out with his beautiful aunt, he really didn¡¯t know who to talk to.
But even so, Song Xiaozhe still carried Lin Yiran's phone number over and over again in his heart.
It seems like this is the only way to get a little bit of warmth.
After Bo¡¯s video was sent out, there was finally no rebuttal from Song Xinrou.
Her last trump card was torn to pieces by Bo Chenhe. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to step forward now?
So, this farce that started with a fake suicide ended with Bo¡¯s clarification video. The hot search war that has been going on for more than half a month seems to have finally come to an end.
Song Xinrou has withdrawn from the public, but there are still good people who summarized the story of this period by searching the topics on Weibo.
First, Song Xinrou committed suicide, and then was slapped in the face by a doctor and accused of hype; then she claimed that she had a good relationship with her son, but there was another "fairy mother" on her son's phone; she seemed to bless May and Bo Chenhe, but in fact, she was using May's new products. Her hands and feet cause allergies; she claims to be Mrs. Bo, but her son got it by crawling out of bed.
The hot searches during this period can be summed up in one sentence, that is, "Song Xinrou's large-scale face-slapping show." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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