"And your mother?" The policeman's eyes were full of pity. "Even if you don't go to Africa, no one will care about you! Illegal gun, intentional killing These two charges are enough to sentence you to death! What's more, you have offended the little princess of Fang's family now. You can't expect someone to save you! "

Song Qingwan still doesn't believe it. He struggles desperately. After being slapped twice, he is honest.

Taking advantage of the plane didn't take off, she begged a man to call Chu Zhiyun.

After waiting for a long time to be connected, Chu Zhiyun's elegant voice came: "Hello, who is that?"

"Mommy, it's me, please! Help me Didn't we say yes? Why send me to Africa I don't want to go! " She cried with tears, and Chu's mood did not fluctuate. After a while, she said, "is it enough to cry?"

Song Qing was so stunned that he didn't understand why Chu Yun's attitude was so cold.

Chu's rhyme said lightly: "you kill yourself, and you take the blame. Who's the blame? Don't look for me again. I don't have a daughter like you! "

His body seemed to be electrified. Song Qingchen was shivering all over and his face was unbelievable.

In this way, how can you say it from a mother's mouth?

"Mommy..."

"Oh, forget to tell you, you are not my child. As for your mother, she's already dead. I wish you a reunion in hell as soon as possible! " Chu Zhiyun laughs and hangs up the phone.

For her, song Qingwan was just a tool.

By song Qingwan, she got everything she wanted.

Now, this fool keeps making trouble for her, then she can only give up!

Song Qing cried at the end of the night, and the tears fell down.

Grievance, regret, unwilling, shocked, sad All sorts of emotions are interwoven and burst out.

-After a few days' rest, Fang Shanshan is much better. Sheng Yize and Chi Yuanfeng discuss and decide to send an Xiaxia and Fang Shanshan abroad.

Country m is Fangjia's territory, which can better protect the two of them.

All factions of the Song family are still in a mess. It's not safe to stay at home.

Before leaving, Sheng Yize accompanied her to Yucheng cemetery.

The tombstones of Mr. Song and Zhong le are low-key and simple. There are two pictures of them when they were young. One is handsome and the other is bright. They look like a pair made by nature.

Anxia Xia put down the flowers in her hand, and after a long silence, she said softly, "I'm leaving. You two Sleep well. "

Sheng Yize hugs her, her eyes are full of affection.

"Shall we go and see your mother?" An Xiaxia suggested.

"Good."

Looking at the picture on the tombstone, an Xiaxia was dumbfounded: "you look like your mother."

Sheng Yize said in his heart: Mom, I brought my daughter-in-law to see you.

After leaving the cemetery, Sheng Yize drove home. An Xiaxia looked out of the window at the people coming and going. His eyes stopped on the three members of the family.

A two or three-year-old girl, tied with a ball head, chubby, cute to the extreme.

I suddenly want a baby

Perhaps because of the loss of her parents, she knew the importance of her family and now wanted a child in particular.

"Sheng Yize, do you like boys or girls?" She asked tentatively.

"I don't like it." Sheng Yize is cold.

"But I like it very much Shall we have one? "

Brush -

Porsche made a turn and managed to stabilize.

"I'm sorry, I don't want children."