Chatper 614 (1/2)

When Sheng Jinsen received the call, he had just arrived at the racecourse, and his best friend asked him to go to the horse race. He thought that he hadn't played for so long, so he readily agreed.

He had just changed into his riding equipment, and the selected horse was brought out when his cell phone rang suddenly.

At that time, Sheng Jinsen was in high spirits and hadn't started running yet, so he didn't want to answer the phone.

It's just that Lao Wang's phone call is like a deadly call, and Sheng Jinsen is bound to be bombed out.

He turned back with a dark face, and wanted to yell a few more wisely, but Lao Wang's heart-piercing voice came.

"Young master, you come back immediately, the master had an accident and was killed by Song Weiyi."

Hearing Lao Wang's words, Sheng Jinsen burst out laughing: "Old Wang, what are you joking about in the daytime? If the old man is really killed, why don't you just deal with his funeral?"

At the critical juncture of human life, it is a person who, upon hearing Sheng Jinsen's words, would be so angry that one Buddha was born and the other ascended to heaven.

Pharaoh was naturally no exception, but he forcibly held back.

"Master, I'm not lying to you. Master was pushed by Song Weiyi, knocked his head on the threshold of the funeral parlor, and died on the spot." Lao Wang cried bitterly.

Sheng Jinsen's smile was choked for a moment. So, is it true?

Judging from Lao Wang's tone, it doesn't seem like a fake.

"You said, being pushed down by Song Weiyi?" Sheng Jinsen raised his eyebrows. Could it be that he heard it wrong?

"It's not that little slut who took advantage of the master's unpreparedness and murdered him. Now there is no one in the Sheng family who can take charge, so I'm counting on you, young master." Old Wang said sadly.

When Sheng Jinsen heard this, his interest in horse racing dropped greatly, so he waved his hand and asked his friends to play by themselves.

Sheng Jinsen was very dissatisfied with Lao Wang's only description of Song.

But he was in cahoots with Sheng Zhenguo, and he didn't bother to correct Old Wang.

"Didn't the old man already go to Rong Jing'an's mourning hall? Why did he turn back later? What happened in the middle?"

"I don't know either. Those bodyguards are more useless than the other. They didn't protect the master well."

"Come on, the old man must have done something stupid to offend people."

"Master, you can't say that, this is your father."

Father?

Sheng Jinsen smiled, who cares?

"You can take care of the future. Don't continue the case, just withdraw it." Sheng Jinsen turned the key ring and walked leisurely to his car.

When Old Wang heard this, he almost fainted with anger.

"Master, at this moment, everyone is looking at you, you must not mess around." Lao Wang comforted him heartbroken.

If his words reached Sheng Zhenguo's ears, he might be so angry with his son that he would jump out of the coffin.

"Nonsense, how can this be considered nonsense? I'm serious. The old man has been a joke all his life. Isn't this a continuation of his previous style?"

"Master will die with regret, he hates Song Weiyi the most." Old Wang continued without giving up.

"What's none of my business? I don't have the time to deal with those troubles. Do you obey my orders?"

Still want him to seek justice?

Sheng Jinsen sneered again and again, his fingertips holding the phone turned white, and his veins bulged.

When his mother died at Sheng Zhenguo's hands, Sheng Zhenguo certainly never thought that this day would happen to him.

This is called Feng Shui turns, and it's all retribution.

Therefore, Sheng Jinsen was not sad about the death of his nominal father.