"Why are you here!"

It doesn't take long for a woman to lose her mind.

Song Qiaoyan was already on the verge of collapse, Mrs. Song didn't know, she couldn't pull it, Song Enming knew, but he didn't pull, Song Shangze was soft on Song Chinese New Year's Eve, pulled or didn't pull, but pushed people farther to the edge of the cliff.

So Song Qiaoyan almost rushed to Song Chinese New Year's Eve like crazy.

Qin Weizhou took a step back with the person in his arms.

Song Qiaoyan just knocked down to the ground with a chair?

Mrs. Song's distressed whole person was faint, "Qiao Yan!!"

Song Shangze: "Qiao Yan!!"

Yun Xiangyue couldn't help covering her eyes, her fingers opened a slit, and she looked at Song Enming's expression secretly.

It's finally a little cold...

But for a father, it seems that something is not enough.

Yun Xiangyue and Meng Qiuyan glanced at each other.

Mrs. Song's already angry face turned blue, and she pointed at Song Chinese New Year's Eve and opened fire: "How did this woman come in!"

Xu Baiqing was indifferent: "The invitation I sent."

Mrs. Song gave Xu Baiqing a slap on the spot.

At this time, Xu Cangqi couldn't sit still.

"Mrs. Song!"

Song Enming stood up unhurriedly, walked over and kicked Xu Baiqing in the knee.

made him kneel in front of Song Qiaoyan.

Xu Baiqing was in pain and was pressed again.

Song Enming's face was expressionless, "Help Qiao Yan up." ”

Xu Baiqing gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand in Song Qiaoyan's direction.

But Song Qiaoyan has gone crazy.

That's the last line of defense.

Xu Baiqing's affectionate eyes looking at Song Chinese New Year's Eve were the last straw.

"Get out of here!" Her voice seemed to tear apart, "Get out of here!"

Song Shangze's throat was dry, "Qiao Yan, calm down!" Calm down!"

Mrs. Song couldn't hold back her tears when she heard this, after all, she had never seen her daughter suffer like this.

"Qiao Yan! Qiao Yan!! Child! And the kids!!"

Song Qiaoyan didn't care about anyone, as soon as she pushed it away, Mrs. Song stumbled when she was pushed, if it wasn't for Song Enming's support, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Fuck off! You all get out!! Song Chinese New Year's Eve!! Song Chinese New Year's Eve!!!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve smiled in the face of all the attention, gently, lightly, brilliantly, and extremely beautiful.

"Song Qiaoyan, Song Qiaoyan." Song Chinese New Year's Eve walked over, looking down like looking down at an ant, "You miss me so much, I can't afford it." ”

Song Qiaoyan, do you know how much pain I felt when you scattered the ashes on me?

It's like I'm making you feel like your life is as dark as it has ever been.

No one can save you.

"Song Chinese New Year's Eve!!!"

Song Shangze stood straight, a big man of more than one meter and eight meters with red eyes, "Chinese New Year's Eve, please!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve stalked.

She will also be soft-hearted towards Song Shangze.

The heart is soft and hard, soft and hard.

"Brother! What do you ask him to do! You're in a group! You said! You promised me to kick her out! You promised me! Song Sang-taek!! You're not my brother! I'm not your sister at all! Song Chinese New Year's Eve is! You all love her! It's all her! I hate you guys! I hate you!!"

Song Qiaoyan cried madly, crying blood.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve felt that it was not enough.

It's not enough.

All the dirt in her bones rushed to her heart, and it wasn't enough!

She wanted to kill Song Qiaoyan.

"Chinese New Year's Eve? Surname? Your surname is Song? You are Song Chinese New Year's Eve?!"

Mrs. Song hadn't come back to her senses yet, so she first pushed Song Enming away subconsciously, and then she bit those three words seriously for the first time.

The blood is cold.