Chapter 207: Song Yanqing is here too

Feng Yingbai almost didn't get heart attacked by these words.
Just because he couldn't behave too ferociously, he looked at Qiao Jin with a gloomy expression at this time.
Some people can be shameless, but what others say is not what they want, and he feels it is not what they want.
The Feng family themselves are used to domineering blessings because of their own reasons. Every normal person will think this is shameless. Most people in the Feng family never think so. They only think that this is something their ancestors have. Ability, even if it is fortune, such a mysterious thing, who knows if the Feng family itself has such a good fortune?
Even if there are people with normal minds, they are not allowed to show different ideas in a high-pressure environment like Feng's family.
This atmosphere has contributed to the arrogance of the children of the Feng family. In the hearts of most of the children of the Feng family, others are incomparable with them.
That's what Feng Yingbai thought.
How can an adopted daughter of the Mu family be compared with his son?
With their Feng Family's abilities, it was too easy for a Mu Family to collapse.
Those who came to mourn were extremely shocked. I didn’t expect a Mu family’s adopted daughter who would dare to choke Feng’s family like this. Feng Yingbai only pointed at Qiao Jin, with a trembling tone: "My son is dead, and there is no whole body left. , I am sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person, Miss Qiao, if you have a conscience, you should not say such a thing!
Qiao Jin was not moved by what he said, just a sneer: "Okay, I will ask you, what do you want to do if you called me today? Your son is dead, but he happened to be with me. In the same car accident, I am dead, and I am not dead, so what? What do you want to do when you tell me to come here, kneel in front of your son's mourning hall and confess my mistakes? Repent, I shouldn't be in the same place as him?"
Feng Yingbai stagnated.
Indeed, this matter itself has nothing to do with Qiao Jin, even if it is too harsh, it is private, and it should not be too ugly on the face.
Today, it is not all the Feng family, so many businessmen.
Can't tell others to read the joke.
Feng Yingbai was calm and forced a sneer on her face: "Okay, I understand this. It is indeed not related to your Miss Qiao, but because you are implicated, Ms. Qiao might as well kneel down and give it to my son. Put a stick of incense."
After all, it is still necessary for Qiao Jin to bear this responsibility.
Qiao Jin stood there, a sweet smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Is your son worthy? Are you worthy?"
Looking at the human world, she was so shameless, it was the first time she saw her.
After all, people in the past did not dare to come to her shamelessly.
The people in the hall took a deep breath. Li Wuhua couldn't stand it anymore and screamed at Qiao Jin: "What do you mean by this woman? You are standing in front of my son's mourning hall. Do you dare to say this? Well, you are so shameless—"
She didn't hesitate to say anything, Feng Yingbai seemed to be flushed with excitement, and she wanted to rush to slap Qiao Jin to death.
When it was uncontrollable for a while, there was a voice from outside: "Everyone is dead, what are you still making here?"
With a stern tone, with an absolute majesty, everyone turned to look.
Feng Yingbo's face changed drastically, it turned out to be Azu!
What surprised Qiao Jin was that Song Yanqing stood beside this Azu.
He wore a custom-made black coat, as cold as Songhan.