Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead's Daughter Chapter 230

“Can, can…” Cheng Qingyun stammered, “ah Chen is healthy, and the child must be healthy.”

Master Song said impatiently, “even if the child has a 1% chance of getting sick, I will not allow the child to be born. This is irresponsible to the child.”

Cheng Qingyun didn’t expect that old man song ignored the keywords “incurable disease”, “blood” and “tears” and refused her request directly from the perspective of Qingqi!

But Cheng Qingyun doesn’t dare to speak again. He claims that she is healthy. He is beating himself in the face.

“Song Chen is still young. He can’t decide who will see the center instrument one day. He will get married and have children immediately.” master Song said, “since you have heart disease, it’s the king’s way to take good care of yourself. I’ll discuss with Song Chen another day. Your engagement will be cancelled. As compensation, we Song family will bear all your medical expenses.”

After a pause, old man song added with great sincerity: “also, Miss Cheng. I think the old man is very accurate. You should know what kind of person you are. You can’t take off the mask after wearing it for a long time.”

Cheng Qingyun is frozen in place.

In any case, she didn’t expect that old man song was such a mean, stingy and arrogant old man!

Cancel the engagement?

Not allowing children to be born?

Bear medical expenses?

Word by word, it was like a sharp needle stabbing his heart. Cheng Qingyun’s eyes were really red this time, and big crystal tears fell down.

I didn’t pretend to be poor, but I was full of anger and anger.

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

Want to retire? Want to ruin my happiness?

You old man who half steps into the coffin, you deserve it!

Cheng Qingyun thought: I’m too naive. The old man won’t help me at all. On the contrary, he will destroy my hard won happiness!

A vicious idea came into being.

Since you stop me, I will destroy you.

“Master song, you may have misunderstood me.” Cheng Qingyun suppresses the surging emotion, moves gently to master song, and puts his thin and plain white fingertips on the wheelchair, “but please believe me. I really love song Chen.”

Mr. Song likes to be quiet. There are no onlookers in the garden.

Cheng Qingyun thought: if an 80 year old man had an accident in the garden, no one would doubt her.

Look at this top silver intelligent wheelchair. The more intelligent it is, the easier it is to become mentally retarded.

Living in the struggling Cheng family for many years and fighting with a group of illegitimate children, Cheng Qingyun knows the truth that “those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me die”.

The old man is mean and rude. He will only become a stumbling block on my way to success – then send him away.

Cheng Qingyun carries a silver knife, which she specially wears after learning that Cheng Qi also came to the birthday party. Cheng Qi is her half brother. She is afraid of Cheng Qi. She wants to defend herself.

Two centimeters thin, hidden in the belt.

Now, she wants to cut a small data line with this sharp knife

The knife blade hasn’t come out yet——

“Dong ~”

There was a slight crash under the tablecloth.

Cheng Qingyun’s face changed slightly and quickly took back his knife! There seems to be someone under the table!

“Oh, Chu Chu bumped into his head.” Gu Chu, who was hiding under the table, seemed to drill out. With his claws holding his head, he wrinkled his lovely eyebrows and muttered, “Grandpa song, your table hurts me.”