"Grandpa......"

Qiao Wan wanted to step forward with red eyes, but was stopped by Fu Xingzhi.

When Song Zhicheng saw Qiao Wan at this time, he would only touch the scene!

Fu Xingzhi glanced at him, and the housekeeper immediately helped Song Zhicheng to walk upstairs.

"Why did you tell Grandpa?"

Qiao Wan looked at Fu Xingzhi with a puzzled expression: "Also, the news on the Internet ......"

Fu Xingzhi didn't answer, and pulled her upstairs.

During this period, I didn't forget to look at Mrs. Song coldly.

No one else can run away, and neither can she!

Fu Xingzhi's figure disappeared, Mrs. Song's legs weakened, and she fell to the ground.

Song Hao hurriedly helped her up, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you?" Why do I always feel that Fu Xingzhi is hostile to you? Did you provoke him? ”

"What am I provoking him to do?" Mrs. Song impatiently pushed Song Hao away and sent a message to Song Qinghe with her mobile phone: Your grandfather is sick, come back quickly!

Song Hao was pushed and staggered, looked at her suspiciously, and asked again, "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Otherwise, when he talked about Song Nian just now, why was Fu Xingzhi's eyes so cold when he looked at her?

Mrs. Song chuckled in her heart, pinched and tightened: "What can I hide from you!" ”

After speaking, he pushed Song Hao away and went upstairs.

When she arrived at the room, Mrs. Song wiped the cold sweat from her face, and her heart beat faster.

Where did Fu Xingzhi find out, would he know that she framed Song Nianmu......

If she knew, she was really finished!

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Qiao Wan was pressed by Fu Xingzhi to sit on the sofa, holding a pregnant woman biscuit in her hand to feed her.

Qiao Wan had no appetite after chewing a few bites, and asked again, "How did you get Mrs. Song to stand up and apologize?" ”

Fu Xingzhi wiped the corners of her mouth for her, couldn't help but lean in and kiss it, and smiled: "I told her that if you don't honestly clarify your mother's grievances, I will clean up Gu Nanxun." ”

This is not false at all, and he has no intention of hiding it from Qiao Wan.

Hearing his words, Qiao Wan was stunned: "You ......"

"Don't worry, if Gu Nanxun doesn't come to provoke me, I will definitely not touch him." Fu Xingzhi put down the biscuits, sat aside, and took the girl into his arms.

His chin rested on Qiao Wan's shoulder, breathing in the good smell of her body, and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm not unreasonable, but to deal with some people, I can only coerce and lure." ”

Seeing that Qiao Wan was still staring at herself, Fu Xingzhi smiled in a low voice: "Don't worry, I didn't do it." ”

"You ran to find Mrs. Song?" Qiao Wan hung her hands on Fu Xingzhi's neck, because she had cried just now, and her voice was hoarse.

"Hmm!"

Fu Xingzhi fell down, leaned on the sofa and squinted: "If you find Gu Tingshen, your mother's grievances will be completely washed away." ”

He does so much, it's all for her.

She thought ...... I can't rehabilitate my mother in this life.

Qiao Wan leaned into his arms and continued to whisper: "My mother's grievances have been cleared, but ...... The killer has not yet been found. ”

At the mention of the murderer, Fu Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes and stared at her deeply.

"Jojo, would you be sad if you couldn't find the murderer?"

He could have cleared her mother, but the killer of her parents was ...... Fu Xiao!

He still remembered that Fu Da quietly took a photo to show her, the bloody scene, Song Nian and the man fell in a pool of blood, and Fu Xiao held a bloodstained fruit knife in his hand......

Who else will be the murderer besides him!

But now he can't move Fu Xiao, and he doesn't dare to move.

She still has a child in her belly, so there can be no accidents!