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Song Xuan raised her arm to cover her face, at that moment, she thought that the candle flame would fall on her, so she suffered a little bit of flesh and skin, and she didn't care if she could pull this old woman off the horse.

But between the lightning and flint, a figure suddenly pounced on her.

When she heard Yang Haitao's voice, she roared with extreme worry: "Song Xuan!"

Then, she felt a muffled grunt from the person standing in her way.

It's April, Haicheng is warm, the clothes they wear are thin, the candle oil is poured on the body, the candle flame quickly ignites the chemical fiber clothing on the body, and the clothes behind Yang Haitao are burned out in an instant.

Tang Qingru's voice came: "Hurry up...... Put out the fire, undress, cover the flames, quick!"

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, her most miserable suffering was fully seen by her father, so the old woman's evil deeds cannot be excused.

Fang Guohua hurriedly took off his coat and slammed it on Yang Haitao's back, the fire was not too big, so it was extinguished immediately.

It's just that the burning sensation still made fine beads of sweat hang on Yang Haitao's forehead, and he didn't dare to imagine what kind of ordeal she would have to suffer when these candle oil and candle flames splashed on Song Xuan.

Tang Qingru went to help Song Xuan, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and said sadly: "Xiao Xuan, are you okay?"

Song Xuan's eyes were full of panic and fear, which made Tang Qingru's heart cramp.

Since childhood, it was he who failed to protect the child, separating their father and daughter for nineteen years, and the last time it was because he was not in Haicheng and failed to protect her, so that his mother could take advantage of it, which caused Xiaoxuan to lose a child.

Song Xuan's nose was sour, tears fell, and she raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Tang: "Dad, grandma, aren't you satisfied that she caused me to lose a child?

Old Madam Donald looked at her in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about, when did I call you over?"

Song Xuan shrank in Yang Haitao's arms in fear, as if he didn't even dare to speak.

Gao Yun said angrily: "Does the old lady want to be the same as last time, and say that she doesn't know? Last time, because of you, Song Xuan's child was gone, and this time it's the same, forcibly took Song Xuan away, and wanted to abuse her, if we hadn't arrived in time, Song Xuan wouldn't have known how to be tortured by you!"

Old Madam Tang suddenly felt that she was a little speechless, and she said angrily: "You girl, what kind of trick are you playing? You yourself suddenly ran to the door and said that you wanted to burn incense for the ancestors of the Tang family, why did you bite back and say that I brought you back?"

The people of the Song family, except for Song Guoqing, everyone else came.

Song Ran, who hadn't talked to anyone, said coldly: "Everyone knows that my sister has lost a child in this ancestral hall, how deep her psychological shadow is in this ancestral hall, everyone must know, grandma, do you really want to treat us all as fools?"

Old Madam Tang gritted her teeth and stared at Song Xuan, then at Song Ran, and said hysterically: "You two little wild seeds have teamed up to deal with me!"

"Enough!"

Tang Qingru glared at Mrs. Tang angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "The ancestral hall of the Tang family, call the descendants of the Tang family wild seeds, mother, is this your cultivation as the ruler of the Tang family?

Do you also know that I am the ruler of the Tang family? You don't distinguish between black and white, and you listen to the words of the wild seeds, you are ashamed of the ancestors of the Tang family!"