Song Ran just looked at Song Guoqing directly, her heart was so cold that she was almost speechless, she said word by word: "Shen Mengfang casually accused, Dad, you decided that I was a sinner, right?"

Song Guoqing lost his beloved son, where is there any reason to speak of, so he only said violently: "It turns out that you moved to school just to do superficial work, and you can't get used to her at home, who else can you be besides you?"

Song Ran's heart became colder and colder, and he glanced at Shen Mengfang, who was indignant and a little gloating behind him, and snorted coldly: "Who else could it be? It's herself, it's herself who killed her own child." ”

Shen Mengfang was so frightened that she couldn't breathe, and the hand with the needle was trembling slightly.

Song Guoqing was angry, and pointed at her tremblingly: "What are you talking about? Listen to what you yourself say? Are you talking about human words? Tiger poison does not eat children, will anyone in the world hurt their own children?"

Song Ran stared at Song Guoqing and said coldly: "Dad, aren't you hurting your child now? Every word you say is a knife to my heart." ”

Song Guoqing gritted his teeth and said, "You son of a!"

Song Ran raised her chin slightly and said, "Dad, don't you believe my words, do you? If I tell you that she let her good sister Chen Jingui buy the medicine for the abortion, beat the child herself, and planted the blame on my head, Aunt Shen's intentions are sinister, but Dad, you help the abuse, and you come to hurt me with her, what are you?"

Song Guoqing was stunned and stared at her in disbelief: "You...... What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shen Mengfang saw that Song Guoqing was already a little shaken, and immediately cried even more sadly: "Old Song, I was wronged, she hurt my child and wanted to trap me in injustice, how could I hurt my own child? How could I hurt our child?"

Song Ran stopped her coldly: "What you have really done, why should I wronged you? You don't have any evidence for me, do you?"

Shen Mengfang swallowed what she was about to say, and stared at her in fear, is there evidence?

Of course, she also knew who her child had fallen because of, how could she have evidence of Zhao Mingyi?

It's impossible, it's impossible, this girl is just alarmist.

Song Guoqing looked at her stunned: "What evidence? What evidence do you have?"

Song Ran raised his hand and looked at his watch: "The witness is coming soon." ”

Shen Mengfang was like a prisoner waiting for trial, lying on the bed, looking at the door of the ward tormentedly.

Soon there were footsteps outside the door, and her heart jumped to her throat, she pretended to be calm, and grabbed the futon under her body, she wanted to see how this yellow-haired girl was going to frame her.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who was not good-looking and not tall walked in, Shen Mengfang's expression was relieved, it seems that this girl is also in a panic, just find an irrelevant person to identify her as having a fetus, can she stand on her feet? Can you make Lao Song believe it?

Oh, that's all this girl can do.

After a while, she shed a few tears, Lao Song didn't believe her words completely, as long as she behaved pitifully enough, that girl should be the scapegoat, and she should be decided!

But I saw that the door slowly opened again, and this time it was a woman who walked in, and Shen Mengfang's entire cheeks couldn't stop trembling.

Why did she come? What did she do with the fun?