C2

After Jing Simo had humiliated Songsman in the car, he drove her back to Rhine Bay.

The car hadn't stopped yet, so the man gritted his teeth and pulled her out of her seat and dragged her into the villa and up to the third floor.

Jing Si Mo threw Song Si Man into a dimly lit room and coldly ordered, "Kneel!"

With a "dong" sound, Song Si Man's head hit the table leg, the pain made her dizzy.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and saw the black and white portrait of Jing Si Mo's mother.

Song Si Man ignored the pain in his body and hurriedly got up, kneeling straight in front of the portrait.

This was his mother's memorial hall, which had always been her forbidden area.

Today, he actually brought her here!

Looking at the kind-looking woman in the photo, Song whispered, "Auntie, since you are in heaven, can you tell me if my mother harmed you or not? And … "Just who did this to Tianqing …"

She was his wife, but she never asked him to change his name to anyone in the family.

"Shut up!" Before she could finish her sentence, the man beside her suddenly shouted angrily. He stormed over, bent over and pinched her chin, then gritted his teeth and said, "Who allowed you to talk to my mother? You murderer's daughter, what right do you have to talk to my mother! "

Her jaw felt like it was being crushed. The pain made her entire body break out in a cold sweat.

Looking at the man's eyes that were so close to his face, Song Si Man didn't resist, but faced his sinister gaze in a neither humble nor haughty manner, "Si Mo, you have to believe me … My mom is a good person, she's definitely not that kind of person! "

"Trust you?" The man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world as he sneered mockingly. At the same time, he released her and forcefully pushed her away. "I'll let you get to know that slut's mother properly!"

His hands brushed the cold floor, but before he could get up, a stack of photos fell to the floor in front of him.

She picked them up in surprise and looked at them one by one, her clear eyes slowly filling with shock and disbelief.

These photos were all of Jing Simo and his mother's bed!

Each photo depicted two people naked with each other's upper bodies covered. They snuggled together, sleeping very intimately!

It was as if a heavy hammer had ruthlessly smashed down on his head, causing his mind to become blank for a moment!

How was this possible … She and her mother had been mutually dependent on each other for so many years, so how could her mother, who was naturally kind and weak, do such a thing?!

"This, there must be something wrong with the picture!" Song Si Man looked hesitantly at Jing Si Mo.

It was better that she didn't say anything. Her explanation made the already furious man even more infuriated. His cold and handsome face was terrifyingly gloomy, making people not dare to look straight at him!

"Even now, you're still trying to defend your murderer mother!" Jing Simo squatted down and grabbed the photo from her hands before slamming it into her face, "If it wasn't for your mother seducing my father, how could my mother have ended up in such a state!? You are truly more talented than blue! Compared to your mother's cheap, you're not only cheap, you're even more vicious! For the injuries you two have placed on my mother and Qing Qing, I will make you pay a heavy price! "

This was the first time Jing Simo said so much in front of her in one breath. Every word was filled with bone-deep hatred, as if he wanted to bite her to pieces!

Songsman still wanted to say something, but Jing Simo suddenly stood up, "Kneel until dawn!"

He turned and strode away.

His tensed nerves finally relaxed and he slumped to the ground.

Looking at those unsightly photos, her mind was a mess … This is not true! It couldn't be true!

The servant pushed open the door and handed her a glass of water and a pink pill. "Madam, sir has instructed you to take the pill at once."

A hint of a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He picked up the pill and obediently swallowed it.

The servant nodded in satisfaction and left.

At the sound of the door closing, Song Shuman got up and strode into the washroom to the side. He covered his mouth and tried to vomit.

After a heart-wrenching gurgle, she finally spat out the pink pill.

A bitter smile appeared on his pale face.