Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Chapter 737 You really are neither poisonous nor a husband.

"This boy is my mother's first child. He is also my last relative in this world."

Song Xu looked through the information carefully, and there was a hint of melancholy on his handsome face: "Use the method we have agreed upon to post a missing person notice."

Even though he knew that finding someone like this was like finding a needle in a haystack, Song Xu still wanted to give it a try.

"In addition, the situation on your grandfather's side has also been found out."

Cheng Dehai handed over another document bag and said: "The Wu family had been actively contacting Song Taiming back then. But he forged a recording and used your voice to say things like hating your grandpa. Your grandpa thought you didn't like them, so he I won’t come to the Song family to look for you again.”

"Afterwards, the child was lost. Your grandfather spent a lot of manpower and material resources but could not find it. He was so angry that he had a stroke."

"The Wu family's business plummeted, and the two old men finally had no choice but to work abroad to make money."

"Last year, your grandpa passed away. The old lady also suffered from Alzheimer's disease. Because she had no children, she was living in a very shabby neighborhood nursing home abroad."

Since their daughter and son passed away one after another, the Wu family has lived an extremely miserable and lonely life.

Looking at the photos Cheng Dehai brought, Song Xu felt sad.

In my vague memory, my grandparents looked very wealthy and elegant.

The photo shows an old woman with gray hair, dull eyes, and slovenly clothes. It is impossible to imagine that this was the wife of the country's "silk king."

"Does Wu Fei know this?" Song Xu asked, closing the investigation materials.

Cheng Dehai speculated: "Wu Fei did not admit that she knew. But Song Xi and Song Yue said that they had seen photos of the two old people."

Wu Fei must have paid attention to the whereabouts and conditions of the Wu family, otherwise why would there be photos of the two of them in her home?

"In addition, according to the investigation, your grandfather met Wu Fei alone once before going abroad. After that, the Wu family quickly sold their property at a low price and left."

"Ah."

After hearing this, Song Xu sneered: "That woman is really like a snake. She even tortured her grandparents."

"But that's okay. If she was a good person, I would be embarrassed to do anything."

Cheng Dehai already knew Song Xu's plan.

He previously advised to wait and investigate clearly before talking.

Now that he has investigated this, Cheng Dehai has nothing to say.

"Where is Song Taiming? How do you want to deal with it?"

"Don't he like dealing with people?"

Song Xu glanced at the dilapidated warehouse outside and sneered: "Throw him to the train station."

Upon hearing this arrangement, Cheng Dehai immediately understood.

Recently, many people from black brick factories and coal mines have appeared near the train station.

If Song Taiming appears there, he will most likely be taken away.

As for what happens next, it depends on his fate.

Cheng Dehai reminded: "Master, he is your biological father after all. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Is he worthy of being a father?"

"..."

Song Taiming is not worthy of being a husband, not worthy of being a father, not even worthy of being a human being.

Not to mention that Song Xu was his biological son, but a stranger. Who could do such an evil thing as giving a child to someone else?

Anyone who does this kind of thing is not a human being.

"Then...do you want to go in and take a look?"

Cheng Dehai knew that Song Xu was heartbroken to death, but he still asked: "Maybe we will never see him again."

"That's not necessary."

Song Xu originally planned to see Song Taiming for the last time.

But after hearing the tragic experiences of his grandparents, his last bit of expectation was gone.

The black car stayed for a moment and then disappeared into the night.

Song Taiming, who was in the warehouse, kept listening to what was going on outside.

He had typed the manuscript several times, and when he saw that little bastard Song Xu later, he would burst into tears and confess.

Ta-ta-ta - the sound of footsteps coming from far away.

Cheng Dehai appeared with several subordinates.

Seeing this man, Song Taiming trembled violently.

In the past two days, he had been tortured quite a bit by this man.

There were whip marks all over his body, and the wounds were poured with salt water every day.

Cheng Dehai is cruel and inhumane!

"Where's Song Xu?"

Song Taiming was hung on the beam, looking behind the man, "Where is he?"

"The young master has gone home to rest."

Cheng Dehai pulled up a chair and sat down, loosened the buttons on his collar, poured a cup of hot tea, and asked with a smile: "You should be concerned about your twin daughters and wife now, right?"

Song Taiming immediately shook his head: "I don't care about that bitch! Tell Song Xu that I have drawn a clear line with that vicious woman! We will never interact with her again!"

Knowing that Song Xu hated Wu Fei, Song Taiming would never get into trouble now.

Hearing the man's sincere statement, Cheng Dehai was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled: "Mr. Song, you abandoned the young master's mother for Wu Fei. Now for the sake of your own future, you have given up that woman without hesitation... You are really a non-toxic and a husband."

"Cheng Dehai, tell Song Xu that I know I was wrong!"

Song Taiming suppressed the anger in his eyes and begged for mercy: "I will never pay attention to those three bitches in the future. From now on, my only child will be Song Xu, the only one. I will kowtow in front of his mother's grave to admit my mistake!"

"Are you going to Madam's grave?"

Cheng Dehai's hand holding the tea cup paused, his eyelids raised, and a cold light appeared in his eyes: "Are you worthy?"

Song Taiming was startled by Cheng Dehai's suddenly cold aura, and said quickly: "I just want to admit my mistake to Dandan. I will definitely treat Song Xu well in the future. He is our child, and it is Wu Dan who stays here." My thoughts in the world..."

"You know that the young master is the only one left by the wife, and you still shame him? Song San, when you say these words, are you not ashamed?"

Without waiting for Song Taiming to answer, Cheng Dehai laughed to himself: "By the way, how can someone like you know how to be ashamed?"

"Go and get the whip."

Cheng Dehai took off his coat, rolled up his shirt cuffs and ordered.

Knowing that he was about to be whipped, Song Taiming shouted in horror: "Cheng Dehai, I heard the car coming. Let Song Xu come in! I told him. You can't hit me, I am Song Xu's father!"

Snap - the whip made of snakeskin made a crisp sound in Cheng Dehai's hand.

"Are you worthy of being the young master's father? Haha."

Cheng Dehai changed his usual warm expression and became cold and vicious: "In order to repay your kindness back then, the young master has found a good place for you."

ideas? where?

Wait, the favor from back then? What favor?

Could it be... that he wanted to repay him for selling Song Xu to Ren Yazi?

"Wait a minute, I want to see Song Xu, I..."

"what--"

Before Song Taiming could finish his words, the whips came down one after another, splitting his skin and flesh, and he soon passed out.

"Stay here and explain to Madam!"

Looking at the man with his head hanging down and his body covered in blood and flesh, Cheng Dehai's eyes were cold and he wiped his hands in disgust.

"If Madam would like to see you scum."

Three days later, Song Taiming opened his eyes again and was lying on a tattered straw mat.

The surroundings were dark, and the air smelled of moldy dampness and fishy smell.

"Help—" Song Taiming wanted to shout for help, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Then, to his horror, he discovered that his tongue was missing.

"Uuuuuu——"

"That new bastard is awake."

Two men with fierce looks came in and kicked Song Taiming on the ground with their toes.

"Woooooo!" Song Taiming struggled hard.

"It should be able to work after another two days."

"This thing is covered in wounds. Let's see if it can be used. If not, we will sell it to the begging gang. They have a lot of disabilities recently."

A bowl of moldy paste was thrown in front of Song Taiming.

"Let me tell you, we don't raise waste here. If you can't work within three days, we will send you to the beggar gang. By then, your arms and legs will be removed! It's up to you."

Song Taiming: "...wuwuwu"