"Don't come here, it smells bad." Song Jiaming is pampered, where did he come to the countryside to endure hardships, everything around him made him feel dirty and disgusted. Ma Xiulan also has a peculiar smell on her body because she doesn't take a bath in winter, and her body is mixed with dust and dandruff.

As soon as he got closer, Song Jiaming almost threw up.

"Get out of here."

People who have been arrogant for most of their lives, even if they have nothing now, the habits they have developed over the years cannot be changed. Song Jiaming has never admitted that his surname is Su, and he is the son of Ma Xiulan and Su Dachun.

Secretly contacting them is just a false and wrongful snake, so it is easy to use!

He looked down on his true identity in his heart, and the person he hated the most was Su Xuewen. hates that he is smarter than himself, more capable than himself, obviously his identity has been robbed, but he can still climb to such a high position, and he still returns to the capital to be an eyesore.

What he hated most was that he was a fake.

Why isn't he real?

If he was true, he wouldn't have to live for decades for fear that one day the truth would be discovered.

That's why he wants to kill Su Xuewen, as long as Su Xuewen is dead, there will be no more threats.

It's a pity that he miscalculated his eldest nephew.

Thinking of this, Song Jiaming raised his head and glared at Song Jinyan viciously, viciously poisoning him. If he had known that this would be the case, he should have killed Song Jinyan before he grew up.

Hateful, hateful.

Obviously, he is the second uncle who has been kind to Song Jinyan since he was a child, flattered him in various ways, and tried to get along with him. After more than 20 years of getting along, he still can't compare to Su Xuewen.

"You...... How do you do that? Ma Xiulan was dumbfounded if she was struck by lightning.

"How am I?"

"I ...... I'm your ......"

"What are you me? You're nothing, you make me sick. ”

The situation in the field changed so quickly that everyone was stunned, but the older ones became more and more ugly, and many of them couldn't stand, and they fell to the ground. Among them are the third grandmother and the seventh uncle.

Originally, the two of them could barely stand, but when Su Qing looked over with a sneer, the coldness, sarcasm and understanding in their eyes made the two of them fall to the ground.

Retribution has finally come!

The original sins and the bad things done over the years, the third grandmother has long regretted it, but what's the use of regretting? Ma Xiulan didn't even want to be nice to the Su Wen sisters, she could only watch coldly.

She...... She was also deeply sinful.

The third grandmother's face was like earth, the vitality on her body visibly dissipated, and she no longer had her spirit.

Su Qing looked at it coldly, but her heart was as hard as iron, and she was never touched in the slightest.

"That's it! Stop arguing. Song Jinyan clapped his hands impatiently, as soon as he spoke, the surroundings immediately quieted down, and everyone looked at him fearfully, waiting for his next words.

"Say it yourself! My patience is limited. Song Jinyan was condescending and pointed at Song Jiaming.

Song Jiaming's body trembled like chaff, and he tried to straighten his waist, but his legs were crippled, and he could only sit on the ground like a puddle of mud, but he didn't dare to delay any longer.

He knew Song Jinyan's methods.

In the past, Song Jinyan didn't know the truth, and he could still rely on the identity of the second uncle, so that Song Jinyan didn't dare to do anything to him.

Now, if he dares to be obedient, he will not be able to survive, and he will not be able to die.

Thinking of that taste, Song Jiaming was very spineless and limp and shouted loudly: "I said, I said everything." ”

"Don't say it." It's time for Ma Xiulan to die!

But it was useless, Su Dachun covered Ma Xiulan's mouth and didn't let her continue.

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