Mrs. Song always felt that something strange was in her heart.

Thinking of what Song Nanxi had done just now, he picked up his mobile phone again and called Song Yunhe.

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When Song Yunhe returned home, before he stopped the car, he was already shocked by the tragic situation at the door of his house.

At the door of the house, large bags and small bags were lost, as well as a few luggage, and clothes were scattered all over the ground.

It was a flowery outfit, obviously a young girl's outfit!

Song Yunhe was shocked, got out of the car, and after looking at the clothes on the ground, the uncomfortable and suffocating feelings in his heart instantly squeezed even more.

The door is not closed.

Song Yunhe ran directly in, and was once again stunned by the scene in the living room at home.

The living room was a mess, as if it had been ransacked, and there was a mess everywhere.

And on the floor next to the sofa in the living room, there was even a little messy bloodstain.

Song Yunhe's face turned pale, and he ran over, there was a lot of blood on the sofa, and in the huge villa, there was no popularity, and it was desolate.

"Sir?"

There was a voice coming down from the second floor.

It's Aunt Wen.

Song Yunhe's body was shaking, he looked up at her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What about her?" ”

Aunt Wen sighed: "I'm going to the hospital." ”

Song Yunhe's heart trembled suddenly, his eyes closed heavily, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

The last thing that happened, it happened......

Seeing this, Aunt Wen added, "I'll go by myself." ”

Go on your own......

was beaten by his own grandmother, and he even went to the hospital by himself?

Unexpectedly...... Don't even have an escort?

His heart, as if he had been grabbed by someone, was so painful that he could barely breathe.

Song Yunhe shouted with red eyes: "Why don't you follow!" ”

Aunt Wen sighed: "Is there anyone else in this family that she can trust?" ”

Is there anyone else in this family that she can trust?

This sentence seems to exist to punish his heart, this time, Song Yunhe couldn't hold back after all, the tip of his nose was sore, and his throat was choked.

His daughter, his own daughter, was forced to this extent by him......

Song Yunhe clenched his fists and couldn't help but whimper.

Aunt Wen stood downstairs and looked at him condescendingly, and she felt very happy.

I really want to clap my hands and shout: I deserve it!

Song Yunhe suddenly rang the mobile phone in his pocket again, and when he took it out, the word 'mom' seemed to deprive him of all his sanity.

Picking it up, Song Yunhe forced himself to calm down a little.

As soon as Mrs. Song saw that it was connected, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time burst out at once, and she said angrily: "Song Yunhe! Why not answer the phone! ”

Song Yunhe's throat rolled and said, "Mom, what did Nanxi do wrong, you have to do this to her!" Do you know that if you hit someone like that, you will die! ”

Mrs. Song was angry, smiled angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "This little, I'm going to sue so soon!" ”

Song Yunhe was disappointed and roared angrily: "She is your own granddaughter!" It's my daughter! What a hatred you have, you have to beat her to death! ”

Mrs. Song was even more angry: "What kind of attitude do you have, I'm your mother!" It's just a small loss of money, I can hit if I want to, and I can scold if I want! What's more, what did she do, what did she do to us, you, as a son, as an elder brother, as an uncle, don't help our side, and you still have to protect her?! ”

Song Yunhe didn't expect that she had no remorse, and she was full of resentment and malice, as if she had beaten Song Nanxi to death as a matter of course!

Song Yunhe was shocked.

At this moment, remorse was overwhelming.

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Aunt Wen: Actually... I said Song Yunhua, he himself wants to misunderstand, and I have no way to [spread my hands.]

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