This night, Jin Yao cried in Song Yuanyang's arms for a long time, for a long time, she was really sad.

Song Yuanyang only cried when she was crying about the conflict between mother and daughter at noon, but in fact, she was crying about her own stupidity and ignorance.

Just a second ago, she didn't say anything unconfirmed and apologized, but just now, she clearly smelled the perfume smell on Song Yuanyang's body, if it wasn't for a long time of contact, the smell on his body couldn't be so strong.

The smell of perfume was like a sharp hook, constantly throwing into the lake of her calm heart, and it was necessary to knock out the most obscure things at the bottom of the lake.

This kind of perfume is unique in the world, it is Liu Mei specially found someone to customize, if you don't smell it for a long time and forget it, then smell it at noon today, even if you are a person who can't smell by nature, it should be smoked to remember! What's more, she has always been the most sensitive to fragrance, but how could she forget it after a few hours?

Oh my God, her beloved Uncle Song still has her mother, if the rumors are all true, then what about the father? Does my father know about this?

Jin Yao's only purpose in returning to China was just to completely figure out the matter between Jin Chao and Shirley, but he didn't expect to figure out the intimate relationship between his mother and Uncle Song first.

She lamented the fragility and pity of love, and also sympathized with her father's experience, instantly relieving her father's indifference to the family.

If you change to her and compare your heart to your heart, I'm afraid that I won't be able to endure it for so long.

Song Yuanyang didn't know anything about Jin Yao's heart, he always thought that she was still immersed in the sadness of being slapped by her mother, after all, such a big child was slapped in front of people, and he couldn't get over his face.

Therefore, he said a lot of good things, every sentence was to help Liu Mei, he really didn't want any misunderstanding between their mother and daughter, but unfortunately, he didn't know much about Jinyao, and his blind persuasion made him look even more pathetic.

Because in Cui Jinyao's view, this is just an excuse for mutual favoritism between adulterers, and it is only because of his meticulous care all the time that Cui Jinyao reluctantly accepted this picture and never demolished her face-to-face.

When he got out of the car, Jin Yao went in without looking back.

She proposed that she must spend the night in the dance studio, insisting that she was unwilling to return to that terrible home, Song Yuanyang saw that she was very resolute, but she was not particularly reluctant, and left after explaining a few words.

Song Yuanyang's car kept driving towards the city, and Cui Jinyao thought of where he was going tonight, and his heart was piercing.

Although Jin Yao, who had been sad all night, had an unstoppable heart to explore the truth, he still didn't know where to start, but he didn't know that Shirley's mother had secretly returned to China.

After getting off the plane, he called Cui Jinyao directly.

Jin Yao washed her face and rushed to pick her up, Shirley's mother came empty-handed, she didn't even have money for food, and when she saw Jin Yao, she said she wanted to eat.

Jin Yao bought her a hamburger, she devoured it, and drank two bottles of water in a row, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and said to Jin Yao: "I changed my mind." ”

Jin Yao frowned and looked at him blankly.

She said word by word: "I want to search for the truth with you!" ”

"Don't you know what the truth is?" Jin Yao was surprised.

"I only know a part, a very small part." Shirley's mother looked at her and smiled bitterly, "There is only one person who knows the whole truth." ”

"Who is it?" Jin Yao asked hurriedly.

"Shirley's uncle." Shirley's mother smiled coldly, and her expression was a little chilling.

"He's dead." Jin Yao naturally knew who that person was, it was the person who killed her brother with her own hands, could she forget?

I clearly remember that the police once told her at that time that the dead uncle treated Shirley very well because he had no children.