"Little bitch, her father sent someone to come to my house just now. I didn't expect that they doubted me so soon, but they calculated everything, and they never thought that I would use this trick against his daughter."
"Even if he finds out about me at that time, his daughter will be my son's ghost bride for a long time. I just want them to be as miserable as us in their life!"
Mrs. Zhong's voice was happy and twisted. Before she finished laughing, song Zhengyan's low and dignified voice interrupted her: "Mrs. Zhong, let you down!"
As soon as Mrs. Zhong's voice was silent, she became hysterical at the next moment: "who are you?"
"Can't you hear me? It seems that the death of Zhong long is not a big blow to Mrs. Zhong, but if you want to revenge my daughter, do you really think our song family is vegetarian? "
"Song Zhengyan!" Mrs. Chung's voice was shrill and unbelievable. "How could it be you?"
"Why can't it be me?" There was not a trace of temperature in the cold eyes. "I always thought that you had already put down what happened in those years, but I didn't expect that you were still worried about Song Yu."
The plan was interrupted by song Zhengyan, which Mrs. Zhong didn't expect. She thought she would win, but she failed!
Not only did she not avenge her son, she also revealed that she was the murderer who wanted to kill Song Yu, and lost song Zhengyan's trust.
She can imagine that in the future, their Zhong family will be beaten back and hanged by the Song family. Song Zhengyan will never be soft hearted to them.
At the thought of the end of the Zhong family, Mrs. Zhong's emotion, which she had held for a long time, suddenly erupted like a volcano.
"Put it down?" Mrs. Zhong thought it funny, "Song Zhengyan, if it's you, do you dare say you can put it down? Don't think that I don't know how you live these years when song yu'er of your family died. As a parent, your daughter died and came back to life, but my son is buried in the ground forever. How can you make me willing to do so? "
"But for your daughter, would my son have died? Your daughter is the killer of my son. Shouldn't I let her pay for her life? At the beginning, you admitted their marriage. Since they can't be husband and wife when they are alive, I will make them stay together forever after they die. Am I wrong? "
After listening to Mrs. Zhong's vent, song Zhengyan said coldly, "your son's death has nothing to do with my daughter. The only thing I do wrong is to force her to marry your Zhong family. Mrs. Zhong, if you have done anything wrong, you will be judged by the law. Your Zhong family will take care of themselves. "
Without waiting for Mrs. Zhong to call out hysterically, song Zhengyan hung up.
Fu Si Mu holds song yu'er in his arms, waiting for him to finish the call.
Song Zhengyan's eyes fall on Song Yu who is closely attached to Fu simu. After all, he doesn't say anything more. He turns around and walks towards the car.
Fu simu also holds Song Yu and gets on the bus behind him. The motorcade takes everyone and leaves Zhong Long's cemetery.
By the light of the car, Fu simu looks at Song Yu's miserable and embarrassed appearance. His hair is messy, his face is painted red and white, and his tears make him more ugly.
There are also injuries on her forehead, her ragged clothes, her shivering body, and extremely insecure nest in his arms.
Fu Si Mu holds her hand and looks at her broken and bleeding fingernails, which is almost broken.
He bowed his head and kissed her face. Leaning against her hair, he sobbed bitterly: "sorry..."
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