Chapter 1269 (1/2)

Regardless of his wife's rebuke and rebuke, song Qiyu glanced at the old housekeeper outside the door. Then he told the bodyguard, ”send the old lady back to the old house safely. It's not peaceful recently. Send more people to guard the old house.

Don't let the old lady go out at will. It's dangerous to have an accident

The bodyguard ordered, ”yes, master!”

His address to song Qiyu made the old housekeeper and his wife take a cool breath.

”Ah Yu, how dare you? I'm your grandmother. How dare you let me be watched?”

Mrs. song has been tough all her life and famous for half of her life. In the end, she didn't expect that her grandson would destroy all her arrangements and calculations.

There was still a trace of respect in Song Qiyu's eyes. He nodded, and his tone relaxed a little. ”Grandma, the Qin family knew what you had done in those years. Do you think they would give up?

Of course, I'll take care of all these things. You're too old to stand the trouble. In the future, you'd better enjoy your old age in your old house.

Now the world is different. Since I am the head of the Song family, you should also delegate power! ”

Old lady song couldn't listen to his advice. Seeing that the bodyguard had come over, she was very angry. She turned and raised her hand and slapped song Qiyu in the face.

Song Qiyu's cheek was missed, especially his red and swollen palmprint.

It can be seen how much strength Mrs. song used.

She pointed at Song Qiyu angrily, her cheek muscles shaking ferociously, ”Song Qiyu, you are so cruel, you waste so many years of my teaching you, how dare you...”

”What are you waiting for? Send the old lady and the housekeeper back, without my consent, from now on, don't let them leave the Song family! ”

Song Qiyu repressed the bitterness of his heart, and his eyes were cold and sharp, looking at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard didn't dare to delay. Seven or eight people surrounded the old lady and the housekeeper in the middle, and soon forced them to leave the Quancheng hotel.

Song Qiyu stood in the corridor, his ear was the old lady's incessant scolding and harsh voice.