Chapter 451: Fighting for dad

The so-called one-time infidelity, not used a hundred times, Song Ye's definition of a friend is strict to almost abnormal. She won't tolerate petty jokes from her friends because she is young and ignorant. For her who has suffered too much betrayal, her frivolous but not strong friendship makes her feel a little bit of effort.
Originally when Wang Qianqian took Xiang Qing to mingle with them, Song Ye was also willing to give a heartfelt gesture, but today when she made such a scene, Song Ye just treated it as a rotten appendix, and it was a pity to cut it off directly.
"Xiang Qing, don't be stupid, I'm going to find my dad." The girl was holding the abraded arm, so the kindness to Xiang Qing was obviously very useful. She turned around and stared at Song Ye severely, and then turned around. Cry to your own father.
It was at this time that the voice of a gentle, middle-aged man came over, "Qinger, this is at your uncle Xu's house, why is it noisy?"
Xiang Qing turned his head, and when she saw her father coming, she was so happy that she quickly put down her arm and wrapped it intimately, "Dad, not me."
When the girl saw the person, her footsteps did not move, and she sueed along with Xiang Qing ’s words,
Uncle Xiang, do n’t blame Qing Er, she only did this to help me, oh ...

At the sight of the little girl crying, Xiang Wenqi's keen observation immediately saw that the other party's skirt was dirty and her elbows were broken, and she frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
The adult opened his mouth, and the girl was so full of anger immediately that she stretched out her fingers and complained loudly. "It was him who knocked me down just now and didn't apologize to me. It was too much."
Hearing that Xiang Wenqi's brow tightened, who dared to make trouble in the house of his boss, who was so clueless?
As a result, she looked in the direction that the girl was pointing. When she saw the face that was familiar with egg pain, she whispered to Wenqi. Some less beautiful memories came to her heart, making his temples jump suddenly. stand up.
"Song Shao is here, too." Xiang Wenqi twitched his lips, showing a stiff smile.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Xiang Ye." Song Ye didn't expect him to be the first person to turn his head. He looked at each other with a smile on his face.
Xiang Wenqi pumped a bit, and his mouth was stiff again. "Don't go outside, just call your uncle." He didn't forget that this ancestor's torturous technique, though a puppet, really offended him.
Song Ye's mouth was ticking, and he felt that the unfortunate and dog-legged Xiangxiang was extremely fun.
This momentum was weak, and everyone was stunned at the scene. When the reaction came, Xiang Qing stretched out his hand and was already dragging his father's arm. "Dad ..." What is going on? Why are you so kind to Song Ye and hurt people, shouldn't his father justify people in public and criticize them?
"Ahem, Qinger, are there any misunderstandings between you and Song Shao, you are similar in age, you should help each other, but you can't just make conflicts." Xiang Wenqi coughed awkwardly, and couldn't care less about his face. He turned his head and expressed his position euphemistically, admonishing his daughter by the way, and don't provoke Song Ye casually.
This melee demon king even hit the police-Cha Du.
He had these scruples in his heart, where could Xiang Qing understand, and slightly glared, she looked at his father with incredible disbelief, "Dad, he hit someone, we have all seen, right or wrong, it is very clear."
Looking at his daughter's stubborn face, Xiang Wenqi also had some headaches. Before he could speak again, another parent hurried over there, "Fifi, what's wrong, how could you get hurt soon? Aggrieved and told Dad, Dad will be fair to you. "
There must be a father and a daughter. Regardless of whether there is thirty-seven twenty-one, he will preside over justice.
Song Ye sneered, his face was cold, and he didn't leave when he stood there, just watching what other moths the group could do.
"Woohoo, Dad, it was the two of them who knocked me down and looked down on me." The girl named Fifi was nestled in her father's arms like a three-year-old child, and poorly babbled tightly.
As soon as Tang smiled, the more they talked and went too far, they couldn't help but retort, "It's not like that, because they didn't respect us first, they stopped us from going."
"Stop!" The man, who is known as the XXX bureau chief, shouted sharply, glanced at the shabby Tang, and said coldly, "Whose child are you, let your parents speak out?"
"I, I ..." Tang Yixiao didn't expect that the man in front was clad in clothes and opened his mouth to shut up and talk about the same family background. But they did not have their parents to support them, opened their mouths and tried to talk, but in the end they were bitter.
In this age of fighting 0 dad, huh ...
With a big hand on his shoulders, he pushed himself to the side with a force, Tang Yi smiled and felt that he had hit a warm embrace, and Song Ye's voice was clearly heard from his ear, "Protect her."
As soon as Tang smiled and looked up, she saw that the person standing in front of him was Xu Zihang, and she was lying in his arms at the moment. As soon as she recognized this fact, her entire face was instantly congested.
"Are you all right?" Xu Zihang touched her head and didn't mind.
With a smile, Tang pulled back his arms carefully, and a surge of affection filled his heart, shaking his head and staring at the buttons of his suit.
Song Ye had his hands in his pockets and said quietly. "I'm not a three-year-old child. I don't need justice to say right or wrong. I don't need any rounds, and parents like Master 0 can come out to support them."
Sandy insinuation, referring to Sanghuai, anyone will.
"Rice can be eaten indiscriminately, words can be said indiscriminately, so many people present are watching, and who will use pressure to force them? Children read books, and the mood is still simple, don't think too much about the world." Laughing, starting to run Song Ye in the official voice.
Song Ye wasn't afraid. He even frowned even when he heard the words. He walked straight to his father and daughter and calmly said, "Oh? Since this gentleman is so selfless, ask your daughter. She just said What did I say and why did I hit her? "
Xu didn't expect that the boy in front of him would be so unruly. The man was really shocked by the opponent ’s aura for a while, but in the eyes of everyone, he immediately straightened his back and snorted coldly, "Hum, hit someone. There are so many reasons, this is why you want your parents to come out and be disciplined. This is not a place where you have to come.
"Hehe ..." Song Ye wrote a mockery in uppercase, clamoring for a long time to fight for his father, "I don't have parents, and naturally have no background, but I really want to teach me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."
Although the teenager's cold eyebrows had no expression, the gesture at the moment was clearly written with the word 纨 绔.