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It has to be said that Jin Mingshen's idea is good, but the reality is cruel. Song Guo, who answers the phone with his back, becomes more and more ugly after hearing Liang Fei's words

After hanging up the phone, he got up from the bed with a gloomy little face and went straight to the door. It was only when Jin Mingshen took the first step that he caught his arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Find someone!" Song Guo, who had stopped for a long time before turning his head, was stunned by the violence in his eyes. He was also curious about what Liang Fei said on the phone, and who song Guo was looking for?

About to blurt out doubts, because of a woman's expression and swallow back to the stomach.

Tears rolled in her eyes, but she was stubborn and never fell down.

Jin Ming stretched out his hand and gently wiped the woman's smooth cheek, like a treasure. On Jun's face was her expression that she couldn't see through. His voice was dumb, like suppressing his restless heart, but let song Guo's heart shine a beam of light: "remember to come back early."

On the way to song's home, song Guo looks at the scenery, and Liang Fei's words linger in her mind.

"No, it won't be yours..." A woman's whispers are scattered in the roaring wind. She simply can't accept that song Guorong is also the murderer of her mother. But if it is, what should it be?

Hand blade killer, or let go?

The two choices are tearing wildly in her mind. Because song Guo is under such pressure, she is immersed in pain, so that when the car arrives at the destination, she doesn't realize it. Until the driver frowns and shouts several times, she reacts later.

The sky is gray, the humid air also makes people feel depressed, the surrounding is empty, only song Guo stands on the side of the road.

"Dong Dong Dong!" The violent and crisp knock on the door makes the door slapper feel no pain. Even if his hands are red, he doesn't mean to stop. Such a noisy sound causes dissatisfaction in the inner room.

"Who, knock the soul! I don't know... " The words suddenly stop, servant Lengleng Leng looking at the woman at the door, until song Guo pushed to the ground, only after the reaction, followed by the buttocks behind the shout.

Song Guorong is in his study, holding a picture frame in his hand in a daze. The woman in the photo has a beautiful smile and looks like song Guo in her twenties and thirties. This is the first time he has seen song Guo's mother.

All of a sudden, the servant's call rang out, and the man was relieved from his stupefied state. His brow was slightly wrinkled, and his face was a little gloomy, just like a prelude to his bad mood. Just as he was about to put away the photo frame in his hand, the "bang" sound of opening the door interrupted his behavior.

Song Guohong eyes standing outside the door, that pretty face with tears, just staring at Song Guorong, step by step to the man in front of him.

"Fruit Different from Song Guo's reaction, song Guorong saw her. After Mu Leng, she was overjoyed and forgot to put things. So he quickly came to song Guo with a look of excitement: "have you figured it out?"

"Think about what?" Song Guo's clear eyes are full of strong hatred, which makes song Guorong's face appear stagnant again, and the excitement slowly fade away, revealing the doubt: "don't you come here because you are willing to let go of your stepmother?"

For the first time, a woman smiles scornfully at the man in front of her. She drops her eyes, but she is stunned because of the photo frame in the man's hand. But she is soon slapped down by a bigger wave of anger.

He grabbed the photo frame and held it in his heart. The red blood in Song Guo's eyes was heavier. He stared at Song Guorong and roared: "you murderer, how can you face my mother?"

The murderer's four big characters are like a knife. He slashes song Guorong's chest fiercely. His body staggers two steps and looks at Song Guo in disbelief: "what are you talking about?"

No matter how well song Guorong covered up, song Guo also saw a flustered flaw in his face.

For the first time, she hated that her professional ability was so excellent! It's like the heart is caught, and it's hard to breathe.

There is a touch of sadness in the air

"You're involved in the death of your mother, aren't you?"

Her voice is very light, very low, but song Guorong heard it, the mask used to hide his panic instantly disintegrated, and her body began to tremble slightly: "Guoguo, do you know what you are talking about? Don't you have a clear idea of your mother's death? "

"Yes, it should be clear!" Song Guo slowly raised her head, and her voice trembled involuntarily, which was to suppress the tumultuous emotion in her chest. She was afraid of approaching the truth, but at the same time she longed for the real truth.

"But you know what? I received a message today. Someone told me that you also participated in my mother's death. Do you think I should believe it or not

"Guoguo..." Song Guorong is already flustered. He wants to hold song Guo's arm, but he is thrown away by the other party. Her eyes are bloodshot and she almost roars: "you tell me the truth, is there you?"Song Guorong has ever seen song Guo in a rage, and he is guilty. With a "plop", he has softened his knees and knelt down in front of song Guo: "Guo Guo, please forgive me!"

It's almost admitted!

Song Guo's face suddenly turned pale. She clenched her lower lip. In order to endure the sharp pain all over her body, she even broke her skin and didn't feel it. Her eyes rolled with tears: "how can you, how can you..."

Is the betrayal of relatives like this? Song Guo has been crying to the point that she is the murderer of her mother. She has supported her father for 20 years!

"Guoguo, I didn't mean to. It was Cai Meiling who encouraged me to add other things to your mother's medicine in the hospital. I I... "

Song Guorong stares at Song Guo. Her face is pale, her lips are red with blood, and even her smiling face is a bit strange. But all his attention is on her raised hand - a recording pen.

"Guoguo, what are you doing?" The man's voice trembled, with obvious fear, and there was an answer in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

He shook his head desperately, and even tried to take song Guo's recorder. But song Guo's action was faster. He put the recorder into his pocket with a cool voice and a cold voice: "you should have thought that one day when you made that decision."

"Guoguo, are you going to send me to prison?" Song Guorong changed his previous sadness and roared angrily. He couldn't believe that song Guo would carry a recorder with him. He thought he would escape, but he didn't want to carry it to her.