"Song Eun Ming!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve gritted his teeth, "You can be so cruel to my mother, and I can be so cruel to my brother!"

Song Shangze shook his head and smiled, but he took a few more points.

"Ah Zhao is not as calculating as you."

"yes, that's why she was killed by you!"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve seemed to hear a "bang" in his ears, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his body was shattered.

But there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve turned his head sideways and looked at the electric light that was cut through the sky and smiled.

"Song Enming, let me tell you, I'm not afraid of anything now." Song Chinese New Year's Eve took a sip of coffee, "Give me the ashes, otherwise, you will wait to see your daughter miscarry at the wedding she has in mind!"

Song Enming shook his head, "You're only twenty years old. ”

"So what?" Song Chinese New Year's Eve sneered, "Can't I threaten you at the age of twenty?" Can't you miscarry your baby daughter at the age of twenty? Can't you snatch your mother back from you at the age of twenty? ”

"The ashes have been scattered into the Jing River."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's face changed.

"Impossible!"

Song Enming rubbed his fingers on the rim of the cup: "That is Ah Zhao's last wish."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve stood up violently, "Impossible!"

Song Enming picked up the cup unhurriedly and looked up at her, "Why are you sure that I will keep the ashes?" ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve pursed her lips.

She couldn't say that she had seen it with her own eyes in her previous life.

Song Enming looked at her deeply, took a sip of coffee and put it down, picked up the hat at hand and put it on.

"Chinese New Year's Eve, let it go and live your life well."

Put it down?

Scold...

How to put it?

That man died in front of me!

How to put!

The blood flowed all over the ground, and he didn't close his eyes when he died!

How she put!

"Song Eun Ming!" Song Chinese New Year's Eve gritted his teeth, "You are not qualified to say this!"

Suddenly glad she ordered a private room.

Song Enming didn't say anything, and he didn't let go.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve stopped him, "You don't care about your daughter, do you?!"

Song Eun Ming looked at her.

"What about your son! What about Song Shangze! You don't care?!Who do you care?!You tell me!"

Song Enming wanted to touch her hair with one hand, and was excitedly slapped away by Song Chinese New Year's Eve!

"Smack".

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyes were red, but he suppressed his tears and said fiercely: "Look at Song Enming, all your daughter's pain is because of you!"

The only thing that responded to her was Song Eun-myung's soft sound when he closed the door.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve gasped, expressionless, and slowly sat down.

A tear fell like that, and she raised her hand to wipe it away.

"Come in." She dialed Shen Cang's phone, dropped three words in a steady voice, and then hung up.

When Shen Cang came in, he saw only Song Chinese New Year's Eve, who had already put on a hat and a mask.

"Madame..."

"Buying a ticket, I have fallen behind so much, Director He designated to talk about me." She said lightly.

"Yes."

Shen Cang tried to find some clues from her voice, but Song Chinese New Year's Eve wrapped herself perfectly, and Shen Cang couldn't hear her emotions at all.

When sitting in the car, Song Chinese New Year's Eve kept staring at his palm.

As if there was something up there.

That marginal state tied her and couldn't break free.

"But..."

Shen Cang, who was driving, heard a voice and looked at her in the mirror.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve muttered to himself and touched his fingers.

His instinct told him that he had to tell Da Shao as soon as possible.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve seems to be very normal...

But it made him shudder.