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Chapter 62: Unwilling to Kneel Down

"Hold on my knees!"

The group had just returned to the Song family, and his uncle stopped suddenly, and he even shouted!

No need to ask more questions about who this "you" refers to, it's clearer.

Everyone's eyes were very consistent, and they all turned to Song Qiyue, who was walking behind him at the end.

Song Qiyue was holding Aunt Jun, and her hand was released.

Aunt Jun grabbed her tightly, and she stood in front of her and said, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Song Zhongchuan was obviously so angry that he looked so angry that his domineering face looked straight and he pointed at Song Qiyue and shouted, "Never mind you talking to this person who ruins the family tradition today! Second sister, please get out of here!"

When Song Qiyue saw that his uncle's anger was about to attack Aunt Jun, she stopped Aunt Jun and stood in front of her, "One person does things and one person does it! Aunt Jun, don't blame Aunt Jun, what does it have to do with her? I didn't steal or rob it, so why did it ruin my family tradition?"

As soon as she confronted her, the juniors of the Song family frowned.

Song Jinzhi grabbed her by her side, "Sister, stop talking..."

"Brother, please let me go!" Song Qiyue's arrogance also came up, "Did I say something wrong?"

"At present, you haven't realized your mistake yet!" Song Zhongchuan shouted sternly!

"She has been like this since she was a child. How could she know that she had made a mistake? Your third sister left so early. She really pitied her. It would be better if she left, so she would avoid seeing her like this!" My aunt was dissatisfied at first, but now she shared the same hatred with her uncle.

"July, quickly admit your mistake and say you are wrong." Song Lianheng finally spoke, and he tried to stop the struggle.

He even glanced at Song Xiangwan and signaled her with his eyes.

Song Xiangwan was a sensible person. When she received his gaze, she still walked to her mother and advised, "Dad, mom, don't be angry."

"July, you admit your mistake." Song Xiangwan gently stroked her mother's back, her eyes faintly.

Facing this family, in a moment, it seemed like she had returned to her youth, and many similar situations. But there is nothing wrong, it is nothing wrong, why did she admit it!

Song Qiyue suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Zhongchuan and said, "What's my fault? Uncle! Is it because you wanted to match the marriage between me and the Mo family today and were ridiculed by Mo Zhengyan, so you have to spread all your anger on my head!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped!

She was so bold that she was so straightforward and didn't give her any face at all. How could Song Zhongchuan step down?

"You!" Song Zhongchuan was even more angry, "You unfilial daughter! You are not easy to find any good job, but you just want to be a public relations officer! Do you think you are a manager, that's great? Do you think in the eyes of others, public relations are doing? You just a laughing actor! You have lost all the face of our Song family!"

Song Zhongchuan's words were as sharp as a thorn, and every sentence was as sharp as a knife.

Aunt Jun couldn't bear to listen anymore, so she pulled Song Qiyue over and protected her behind her again, "Brother! You're too much! How could you say that to July? She didn't do anything wrong!"

"You dare to speak for her! It's all you! You have favored her since childhood and protected her everything, which made her become like this. First, she left a book and ran away, then she hooked up with her uncle, and was looked down upon by others, doing such shameful things!" The uncle turned his finger and pointed at Aunt Jun and got angry.

When Aunt Jun accused her at her uncle, she was silent. She just lowered her head, but insisted, "I didn't teach you well, but July, she did not do anything wrong."

Song Qiyue was most disgusted by Aunt Jun, and her heart was stolen!

Seeing that his uncle was about to get angry at Aunt Jun, Song Qiyue pursed her lips, and her hand suddenly clenched and released it, shouting, "Don't blame Aunt Jun! I'll just kneel down!"

After the words came to her, she slowly knelt down.

It was like she refused to admit defeat every time she was a child, but in the end, she had to admit defeat.

Kneel down unwillingly.
Chapter completed!
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