Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

"Yes, yes" Cheng Qingyun stammered in defense, "Achen is healthy, and the child must be healthy too."

Mr. Song said impatiently: "Even if there is a 1% chance that the child will be sick, I will not allow the child to be born. This is irresponsible for the child."

How could Cheng Qingyun expect that Song Laozi ignored the keywords of "terminal illness", "bloodline" and "tears", and directly rejected her plea from a pure and strange point of view!

But Cheng Qingyun didn't dare to speak, claiming that she was healthy, she was hitting her in the face.

"Song Chen is still young, so he might see the object of his favor and get married and have children right away." Old Man Song said, "Since you have a heart disease, Miss Cheng, taking good care of yourself is the king. I'll discuss it with Song Chen another day. Your marriage contract is cancelled, and as compensation, our Song family will bear all your medical expenses."

After a pause, the old man Song added earnestly: "Also, Miss Cheng. I can see the old man very accurately. You should know what kind of person you are. You won't be able to take off the mask if you wear it for a long time."

Cheng Qingyun froze in place.

She never imagined that this old man Song would be such a mean, stingy and arrogant old man!

Cancel the engagement?

Not allowing a child to be born?

Pay for medical expenses?

Word by word, like a sharp needle pierced into the heart, Cheng Qingyun's eyes were really red this time, and big crystal tears fell unsatisfactorily.

Not pretending to be pitiful, only full of anger and anger.

She could see that this old man Song hated himself! He even wanted to drive himself away from Song Chen!

Want to break off the marriage? Want to ruin my happiness?

You old man with half one foot in the coffin, you deserve it too!

Cheng Qingyun thought: I'm too naive, this old man won't help me at all, on the contrary, he will destroy my hard-earned happiness!

A vicious thought arises spontaneously.

Since you stop me, I will destroy you.

"Master Song, you may have misunderstood me." Cheng Qingyun suppressed the tumultuous emotions and walked gently to the side of Master Song, her slender and white fingertips resting lightly on the wheelchair, "But please believe me, I am I really love Song Chen."

Mr. Song likes to be quiet, and there are no bystanders in the garden.

Cheng Qingyun thought: 80-year-old old man, if something happened in the garden, no one would suspect her.

Take a look at this top silver smart wheelchair, the smarter it is, the easier it is to become mentally retarded.

Living in the Cheng family, which has been struggling for many years, and fighting wits and courage with a group of illegitimate children, Cheng Qingyun deeply understands the truth of "those who obey me prosper and those who oppose me perish".

This old man is mean and rude and will only be a stumbling block to my success - send him away.

Cheng Qingyun carried a small silver blade with her, which was specially worn after she learned that Cheng Qi was also here at the birthday party. Cheng Qi is her half-brother, she is afraid of Cheng Qi, and she wants to defend herself.

Two centimeters thin, hidden in the belt.

At this moment, she will use this sharp knife to cut a small data cable.

The small blade has not yet protruded--

"Boom~"

There was a slight thud under the tablecloth.

Cheng Qingyun's face changed slightly, and quickly retracted the knife! There seems to be someone under the table!

"Oops, Chu Chu hit his head." Gu Chu, who was hiding under the table, seemed to come out of a kitten, holding his head in his paws, frowning his cute little eyebrows and muttering, "Grandpa Song, your table hit me. it hurts."

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