"Take them down." Song Zhengyan looked back and said to his subordinates behind him.

He has given Han Zao the chance to live. Since he doesn't cherish it, no matter what Fu simu and yu'er are going to do, he won't interfere.

"His daughter..." Song Zhengyan looks at Fu simu, "was it the toxin she injected into yu'er?"

Although he has known the truth for a long time, song Zhengyan still wants to get a definite answer here.

"That's right."

Song Zhengyan's face became more and more gloomy, and he gave Han Zao a very sad look: "this is what you Han family asked for, and you can't blame anyone."

Song Zhengyan quickly turns around and leaves. It's no longer his business here. The ultimate purpose of his coming here is to let Han Zao give up completely and let Song Yu and Fu simu rest assured.

These days they can't get in touch with themselves. We can imagine how anxious Song Yu has become.

Song Yuhe and vice minister Mu also leave. As for Han Zao, someone will deal with him.

"Where's Han Xiaolu?" Song Yu asks Fu simu beside her. When she comes back from Paris, Song Yu doesn't see Han Xiaolu. She doesn't expect that Fu simu has taken control of Han Xiaolu so early.

Song Yu suddenly remembered that after her memory was restored, she followed Zhao bingyue back to y city. During that time, Fu simu was still in Paris, but he didn't tell Song Yu what he was doing.

"It's on its way to the court." Fu said.

Han Zao's plan, Han Xiaolu is just a pawn of his, but if Han Xiaolu did not follow his plan at the beginning, they would not have left a way for Han Xiaolu.

It's them who cut off all their own roads and can't blame anyone!

Song Yu doesn't say anything about his treatment. She can save Han Xiaolu's life, but Han Zao and his wife, Wu Qiwen and Wu Yousheng's father and son all have to be buried with him!

Behind him came the cry of grief, which was filled with reluctance and despair.

When Song Yu and Fu simu left, their heads never turned back, and even the expression on their faces was cold and almost without temperature.

Song Zhengyan's car was parked downstairs. When they went downstairs, song Zhengyan's car hadn't left. It seemed that they were waiting for someone.

Song Yu and Fu simu look at each other. Fu simu taps her on the back with tacit understanding: "go and talk to her. I believe your father is not so unreasonable."

"Do you know him well?" Song Yu can't help laughing. His father is not unreasonable, but it depends on who the object is.

If it's him, the result may not be.

"You follow us." Song Yu held his hand, but for a moment she didn't want to leave him.

"Good." They look at each other for a while. Under the urging of song Zhengyan's people, song Yucai slowly releases Fu simu's hand and walks towards song Zhengyan's car.

"Dad." As soon as Song Yu got on the bus, he saw song Zhengyan's solemn and cold face.

"You know I'm a dad." Song Zhengyan's tone is cold, inexplicably with a sense of jealousy.

Song Yu was brought up by him. He was his only relative in the world, but because of Fu simu's sweet words, he coaxed her away.

"Dad, Fu simu and I have got the marriage certificate. We are going to have a wedding and announce the world. Why do you still care about it?"

Song Yu embraces song Zhengyan's arm and leans her head on his shoulder, clinging to him like a child.

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