Chapter 267: Grandma?
"What's wrong with her, it's all those people who are wrong!"
Fu Muyan reiterated in order to accentuate his tone.
"How could she be right, how could she be right, a woman like her who wants to have the Feng family by any means, how can she be right, greedy and not enough to swallow the elephant and finally end up with self-immolation, can't you stop, don't end up like him!"
Song Shimei's face was full of tears, I don't know if she was because of heartache or because she was too scared.
Seeing Fu Muyan was also a little unbearable.
This kind of reluctance is more sympathetic.
"Why should I stop!" An angry roar came out of the phone.
The frightened little A shook his whole body, and the phone didn't hold it steady, and fell directly to the ground.
"What the hell, it's so scary!" Xiao A muttered a few words, looking at Song Shimei's arrogant face, she had always been bold, and slowly retreated.
came to Fu Muyan's room next door.
As soon as I entered, I heard Fu Muyan shouting at the's throat, a small face was wrinkled, small and mouth wide open, the voice heard in the mobile phone was terrible, but Fu Muyan's expression was so funny.
The fleshy little round face, I really want people to come forward and pinch it.
It's not a loss to be that person's son, he has been a beauty embryo since he was a child, and he can imagine it when he grows up.
Xiao A smiled coldly, and when she gave birth to a daughter in the future, she must have a baby kiss with this guy.
Ha ha......
Xiao A glanced at him, pursed his lips and smiled, took the potato chips and ate them himself.
In front of the mobile phone, Fu Muyan used his lifelong acting skills to set Song Shimei's words.
"Why, why are you like this, you are my own sister!"
The tears that fell made Fu Muyan almost lose his breath.
"You've never spoken to me like this, last time you said that there would be a big man to help you get rid of Feng Yange, who is this person, I have no way to imagine someone who can fight against Feng, Jing Qiao...... Let it go, so many years. β
Fu Muyan was stunned, a big man, a big man.
"How do you know!"
In a hurry, he suddenly changed his tone, making his heart tighten, and he didn't say anything half-loudly
After hearing Song Shimei say "I heard it secretly", she was relieved.
Fu Muyan simply made a mistake, his tone became cold, and he said coldly: "What else did you hear!" β
"No, you've never told me what you think, and today's words seem to have finished the conversation we've had in our lives, and we've never been like this in all these years...... Why are you ......?"
Song Shimei was stunned, her face was full of horror, Song Jingqiao in her impression had never had a good conversation with herself like this.
"You're not Jing Qiao!"
Suddenly there was a roar, Fu Muyan knew that he had already goofed up, so he hurriedly hung up his phone and went to the room to find Xiao A: "I'm a goof, you go to the town over there!" β
Xiao A had just eaten a bag of potato chips, and was a little reluctant to be disturbed by Fu Muyan, "What are you doing, I'll go over the same later." β
Fu Muyan has always hated it, hated why he was just a child, if he was a little taller and stronger, he would definitely be able to treat Xiao A well, so that she didn't dare to choke on herself, "Song Shimei must have Song Jingqiao's spies by her side, she has been tied up for so long, if Song Jingqiao knows, maybe he will send a killer over immediately, and you don't know how we will die by then." β
"What, that Song Jingqiao, so awesome, will he be better than you?" Little A didn't care.
Fu Muyan stomped his feet anxiously, "My dad won't kill people casually, Song Jingqiao doesn't care if you are a man or a woman, good or evil, when Fu Yancheng died, weren't you there, how miserable your death was, you don't know yet?" β
Thinking of Fu Yancheng's dead appearance, Xiao A felt a chill in his heart, "Oh, I know, I'll go over now, it's over, let's leave quickly." β
Xiao A returned to the next room as Fu Muyan instructed.
Song Shimei, who was tied to the chair, struggled desperately after knowing that she had been deceived, and finally fell to the ground along with the chair.
"Who the hell are you guys and why are you doing this to me!" Song Shimei wailed, she just wanted to live peacefully and peacefully, and she really didn't want to cause trouble.
If Song Jingqiao hadn't attacked Fu Yancheng, it would have been good for her to accompany Fu Yancheng in her life, she remarried, but she didn't want to be old and lonely.
Xiao A snorted coldly: "It seems that Song Jingqiao really scared you, Fu Yancheng was killed by him!" β
Song Shimei glanced up at her and didn't respond, which was a tacit acquiescence.
Xiao A sneered: "It's really cold-blooded and ruthless, and his brother-in-law who has raised him for more than ten years can be killed, how do you say you survived until now?" β
Song Shimei kept her mouth shut, she had already said too many things that shouldn't be said just now.
All she needs to do now is stay alive.
"Hey, let me ask you, what kind of person is the mother who gave birth to you, you have to be forty, how can Song Jingqiao have thirty, as old as Feng Yange, in this way, that woman is not very old after giving birth to you, otherwise how could she deceive Feng Yange's father!"
"It's all our family matter, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to ask anymore, I won't say anything."
Song Shimei gritted her teeth, about Song Jingqiao, she didn't want to contact it again in her life.
"Well, if you don't say it, it's useless for us to keep it." Saying that, Xiao A took out the pistol in his arms and aimed it at Song Shimei's temple.
In an instant, Song Shimei's face was like white paper, without a trace of blood.
"What do I ask, you answer obediently, maybe I can spare your life, otherwise you will wait for your husband to come and collect your body." Xiao A said that the clouds are light and the wind is light.
Song Shimei tightened her neck, her body trembled, obviously she was scared, but she closed her eyes tightly, "Let's do it." β
Xiao A looked at her suspiciously, "Are you really not afraid?" β
"I don't know much about Jing Qiao, I don't even know how Yan Cheng died, you are looking for the wrong person at all."
Song Shimei clenched her teeth.
The corners of Xiao A's mouth slightly curled, "This is what you said, so I'll shoot?" β
Song Shimei closed her eyes tightly, pursed her lips tightly, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead continued to flow down.
There were beads of sweat on the back of his shirt.
Until Little A pulls the trigger.
Then, instead of a "bang" sound, Song Shimei opened her eyes suddenly, and the red color passed through her eyelids and followed the light into her pupils.
The eyes were full of red, and the corners of the mouth were sprinkled a little.
A lot of it also splashed on the tip of the tongue, and the taste was sweet and sour!
"Tomato?"
It turned out to be tomato juice!
"You...... You ......" Song Shimei's eyes widened in horror.
Little A laughed, "Interesting, I was stupid just now, if I had a real gun, you wouldn't have a chance to speak in front of me, haha." β
Song Shimei was teased again, and said angrily: "What the hell do you want to do!" β
The beating of her heart was still very intense, she had experienced too much, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she really couldn't stand such a toss.
"We don't want to do anything, I just want to know the things you know, about that woman, about Song Jingqiao, and about the gossip about the older generation."
These are all tasks assigned by Fu Muyan to Xiao A.
If you ask clearly, this trip will be over.
"Investigate clearly, do you want to attack Jing Qiao?" Song Shimei thinks that she is no longer young, but her brain is not to the extent that she can't think.
This group of people came for Song Jingqiao.
Song Jingqiao is her only relative, she can't say.
"At this time, do you still care about your sister and brother's affection, don't be naΓ―ve, okay, just what you just said, he will kill you at any time, okay, you explain everything clearly, our Feng clan can give you the best protection."
Hearing what Xiao A said, Fu Muyan pursed her lips, when did Feng and her have a relationship again!
Then keep glued to the screen.
Song Shimei didn't say.
Fu Muyan looked anxious, and he definitely couldn't let the meat buns that had already arrived fly away.
It's such an important clue.
He was about to pick up his phone and talk to that side, but after hesitating, he jumped off the table and staggered to the next room.
"Why are you here?" Little A asked.
Song Shimei's eyes also looked at a little child who walked in at the door.
The child has a delicate face, and a pair of big eyes that are very charming.
It's beautiful.
Looking closely, it looks like Song Jingqiao and Fu Yiyi looked like when they were children.
"Grandma!" The immature sound made Song Shimei overwhelmed when she heard it.
"Grandma?" Song Shimei's eyes widened in surprise, and her eyes kept looking at the child in front of her, "Are you?" β
Song Shimei has not yet been called grandma, and she is thinking about what relationship this title will derive.
Fu Muyan knew that his appearance was a little abrupt, and hurriedly helped Song Shimei on the ground up.
However, his small size and small strength will definitely not be able to do it, and Xiao A will help him by the side.
Song Shimei sat on the chair, her eyes never leaving Fu Muyan.
"You ......"
"My mommy is Fu Shuangshuang!"
Song Shimei hasn't heard this name for a long, long time.
Fu Shuangshuang, that kid who is about the same age as Fu Yiyi!
Isn't she missing? And now I have a child again?
Song Shimei looked surprised.
Fu Muyan: "Grandma, my name is Fu Muyan, I treat you like this out of helplessness, please believe me, I have a last resort, I need to know the truth of the matter, and I hope grandma can help me." β
"Just now...... The voice in the phone just now is your ......"
Fu Muyan pursed his lips, although he knew that admitting it would definitely make Song Shimei hate him, but he didn't want to lie in front of an elder, so he nodded honestly, "I'm sorry!" β
Song Shimei couldn't imagine that the words just now were actually said by a child, which made her feel terrible! There was a tremor in her terrible words~
"Who is your father?"
Fu Muyan hesitated, but said frankly, "Young Master Feng." β
"Feng Yan Ge?" Song Shimei squinted, still with an unbelievable face.
"Hmm!"
Song Shimei was looking at Fu Muyan's eyes at this moment, she was definitely looking at a monster!