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Chapter 1395: Accusations

Jiang Dechun's mind was racing, and when he finally told the secret that their father and daughter had hidden in their hearts for more than ten years, he knelt on the ground with a puff. He hated it in his heart for more than ten years, and the secret that he had blamed himself for more than ten years was actually told.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to Jiang Dechun, he doesn't want to be known about such an ugly thing, no matter how painful it is in his heart. When he went to Jiang Meimei's house to see the turn, he still remembers the little turnaround crying and threw himself into his arms and shouted to go home.

She wanted to go back to her home, but in the end, he refused in order to give birth to a son and cover up the ugly things. It wasn't until the matter passed, and he didn't transfer it back until he came back with Jiang Yang, who had just come back from the hospital.

Before that, he hadn't gone to see her once, so he put her at Jiang Meimei's house. Because he felt guilty, he was afraid to face that kind of turn.

Over the years, the psychological distortion is not just turning a person. In fact, Jiang Dechun's psychology is not very comfortable, although he is an honest and even a cowardly person, he has been humiliated and tortured with guilt for so long. Now once the secret is told, Jiang Dechun knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Outside, the lesbians couldn't hold back their tears.

Someone strode up to Jiang Dechun, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and asked viciously: "Do you know?" You've always known that your daughter was treated like that by her uncle, didn't you? ”

Jiang Dechun couldn't answer at all, just cried vigorously. The old tears are all over the place, and the crying is embarrassing and ugly.

But although he didn't answer, his attitude had already surfaced everything. The grumpy policeman simply hated the middle-aged man in front of him, they had never seen such a cowardly and incompetent father, he was the executioner who really killed his daughter.

"Bastard! You scum don't deserve to be a father at all. The grumpy policeman threw a punch, and just as he was about to fall on Jiang Dechun, he was steadily grabbed by Yu Fengji.

"Calm down." Yu Fengji's voice still sounded calm and restrained, but if someone who was familiar with him could detect that he was not calm at this time. Because for the proud son of the sky who grew up in the compound, the girl is also a baby, and she is not lighter than the boy at all.

On the contrary, girls are the treasures in the compound, and boys are the little devils who everyone hates.

"This kind of scum." The grumpy policeman finally listened to Yu Fengji's words and let go.

And Yu Fengji looked at Jiang Dechun condescendingly, and asked sharply: "Because you feel guilty about Jiang Zhuan in your heart, why do you blindly slander and accuse Jiang Nanfei?" ”

This time, Jiang Dechun's head hung even lower.

Chang Bin exclaimed, "How can this be? What does it have to do with Jiang Nanfei? It's the bad guys who make the mistakes, so why do you put the blame on someone else? ”

"Humph! What else would such a cowardly and incompetent person do but shirk responsibility? ”

"You're hurting not just one daughter, you're hurting two."

"Scum."

The conversation in the interrogation room continued, the narration did not stop, and with her words, the dirty secrets that had been buried for years were all exposed to the sun. Those dirty, shameful, bloody wounds were peeled open alive.

Ying Jiuming's eyes were slightly red, and his thin lips were pursed, at this moment he was sitting in this interrogation chair, looking at the girl in front of him, and he couldn't hear what she said.