"Long time no see."

These four words were like four sharp knives, stabbing Song Qinghua's heart fiercely, her shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly, glaring at the man in front of her and asking, "You're not dead?" ”

"I'm not dead, aren't you disappointed?!" Yu Jian sneered, his hoarse voice tight.

Song Qinghua looked at the person in front of him fixedly, no matter what, it was hard to believe that Yu Jian was Jian Huaiyi, and Jian Huaiyi was not dead at the beginning. If Jian Huai hadn't died, then the illusion of more than 20 years must have been hidden from her father.

"Dad colluded with you to lie to me." Song Qinghua's face was calm, and the anger in his heart was rolling.

Yu Jian shook his head and said, "Later, I was sent to the nursing home abroad for a fire, and I disappeared after that fire, and my father should look for me again." ”

"Then why did you only come back today?"

Hearing her question, the look in Yu Jian's eyes instantly turned cold, "Although the fire in the sanatorium didn't burn me, I was in a coma for a long time because of the fire, and it was a few years later when I came to my senses. In those long days that followed, I remember most about the company of drugs. ”

After a pause, he turned his head, his sharp eyes fell on Song Qinghua's face, and asked, "Do you know how many surgeries I have had on my current face?" ”

Song Qinghua's heart was suffocated, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"Are you scared?" Yu Jian chuckled lightly and walked in front of her step by step.

In the raised gaze, Song Qinghua looked at this face carefully, she couldn't see any flaws, as if this face was born so perfect. But she knew in her heart that Jian Huaiyi back then had no resemblance to the face she has now.

"The strength that sustained me to survive is my daughter," Yu Jian squinted, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was hazy, "I should be grateful for this face for allowing me to have today's net worth." ”

He raised his hand and touched his angular cheeks, and chuckled: "In order to make it less scary, I can only try my best to make money, find the best hospital in the world, find the best doctor." ”

"You ......" Song Qinghua's eyes moved. Being sent to the operating table again and again, enduring the pain of skin cutting again and again, and facing the change of appearance again and again, the kind of torture and blow is really chilling.

"Song Qinghua!"

Yu Jian narrowed his eyes, and said with a haze in his eyes: "You not only want me to die, but you even changed your daughter, you hate me so much, you want to abandon everything related to me, right?" ”

Faced with his questioning, Song Qinghua instantly lost his voice. She kept her head down, her eyes sour.

"Huh-"

Seeing that she had nothing to say, the corners of Yu Jian's mouth curled up and mocked, "You exchanged my daughter for a child born to another woman in exchange for Sang Yu, how about this feeling?" ”

"You already knew?" Song Qinghua was in vain, she thought of the photos she received before, and immediately understood, "Those photos were sent to me by you." ”

Yu Jian shrugged his shoulders and didn't deny it, "That's Sang Yu's masterpiece, shouldn't you appreciate it?" ”

"Jian Huaiyi!" Song Qinghua was instantly furious.

"Shut up—"

Yu Jian's deep eyes were cold, and he said: "There is no Jian Huaiyi in this world, only Yu Jian." ”

The man took a step forward, raised his hand and clasped Song Qinghua's shoulder, his hoarse voice was full of bone-chilling, "From the moment you and Sang Yu caused a car accident and wanted me to die, Jian Huai was already dead!" ”

Causing a car accident?

Song Qinghua's eyes widened in astonishment.

"It's a pity that I didn't die twice." Yu Jian couldn't help laughing, looking at Song Qinghua's eyes with gloom.

The hands hanging by his side clenched again, and Song Qinghua seemed to think of something in an instant. She took a deep breath and said with a slight tremor all over, "Why was I in your bed that night?" ”

"That night?"

Yu Jian smiled suddenly, his sharp eyes fell on Song Qinghua's face, and said with a smile: "I haven't explained this charge of rape for decades. Song Qinghua, do you really think I'm going to rape you? ”

The man walked in front of Song Qinghua step by step, and his voice sank, "That night, the person who sent you to my bed was Sang Yu. ”

Song Qinghua's head buzzed, and he couldn't believe it at all, "I don't believe it!" ”

"Don't you believe me?" Yu Jian reached out and pinched her jaw and said, "If you don't believe it, you can go find the answer." ”

He raised his deep eyes again, his gaze was cold, "The only thing I owe you is that you weren't awake that night, so I tolerate you resenting me, tolerating you hating me!" It's just that I didn't expect that you hated me, and you hated me so much that you wanted me to die! ”

"Jian Huaiyi, I didn't ......"

Yu Jian raised his hand to interrupt her words, and a chill appeared in the corners of his eyes, "Song Qinghua, it's time to settle this account between us!" ”

After the words fell, Yu Jian crossed Song Qinghua's shoulder and strode away.

The footsteps in his ears gradually moved away, and Song Qinghua bit his lip, but he still couldn't suppress the chill in his body. The person who sent her to Jian Huaiyi's bed that night turned out to be Sang Yu?!

No!

Song Qinghua would never believe it!

"If you don't believe me, you can go for answers."

Yu Jian's answer only made Song Qinghua's heart tighten. Her back was against the door, her whole body trembling slightly. If it was before, she would definitely refute Jian Huaiyi loudly, but now......

Taking a deep breath, Song Qinghua pursed his lips and walked out of the study. There is a sentence that Jian Huai is right, this account should indeed be settled.

In the evening, the sky was gloomy, and Sang Hui took a taxi to the cemetery. As soon as she pushed the door down, the driver immediately turned the car around and drove away, and no one wanted to come at night in such a place.

The street lamps were lit in the cemetery, and Sang Hui tightened her coat and hesitated slightly. After receiving Song Qinghua's call, she didn't have too many surprises. This thing has to be punctured, but it will only be sooner or later.

Walking up the steps of the tombstone, Sang Hui walked to her brother's tombstone, but unexpectedly saw another figure.

"Xiaoya, why are you here?" Sang Hui was surprised.

Xiao Ya raised her eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Sister Hui, you asked me to come." ”

Sang Hui's face changed, and she suddenly reacted.

"It's all here."

Someone in front of her made a sound, Xiao Ya was startled, she looked over with wide eyes, and her eyes immediately sank, "Song Qinghua!" ”

"You know me." Song Qinghua walked out with his bag in his eyes.

Sang Hui stepped forward and pulled Xiao Ya behind him and said, "Qinghua, you listen to my explanation." ”

Song Qinghua walked to the tombstone, and the photo that made her feel sorry in the past looked so ridiculous at this time. She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sang Yu, everyone who should have arrived today has arrived." ”

She turned her head and her gaze fell on Sang Hui, "You can explain it well, I'll listen." ”

Sang Hui's whole heart suddenly tightened, and she didn't know where to start for a while, "Qinghua, I lied to you about Aiyu, but I can't help it!" You know the situation of our family, if Aiyu grew up with me, then she would have nothing. ”

"Song Qinghua!"

The anger in Xiao Ya's heart ignited, she pushed away Sang Hui's cover, took a step forward and said: "You don't come to question Sister Hui, Aiyu is my daughter, my daughter and Sang Yu's daughter, even if you raise our child, it should be." Sang Yu's death back then was all because of you, and you killed him! ”

"Xiao Ya—"

Sang Hui stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiao Ya, her eyes sank.

"Sang Yu I killed?" Song Qinghua chuckled, "Why did I kill Sang Yu?" ”

"Why not you?"

Xiao Ya couldn't control it when she mentioned this, she raised her hand and pointed at Song Qinghua, and said hatefully: "It's because of you, because of you Sang Yu that you will have a car accident and die so miserably!" ”

A string of tears slipped through the corners of her eyes, and Xiao Ya choked up: "At that time, Sang Yu clearly promised me, he said that he would take me away and take me away. ”

Hearing Xiao Ya's words, Song Qinghua didn't know whether to cry or laugh. It turned out that at that time, Sang Yu planned to take this woman away.

"Sister Hui, don't you still want to say it?" The corners of Song Qinghua's eyes gradually rose.

Sang Hui lowered her head nervously, and her face began to turn pale.

"Someone!"

Song Qinghua suddenly spoke, and several men in black suits appeared around him at the same time. She raised her hand and pointed to the tombstone in front of her, and said, "If we don't make it clear today, I'll dig Sang Yu out and let him say it himself!" ”

"Tsinghua-" Sang Hui's heart trembled.

"Do it!" Song Qinghua's face was gloomy.

Seeing those men stepping forward, Xiao Ya took the first step in front of the tombstone and shouted, "Song Qinghua, you are crazy!" ”

"Get out of here!"

Song Qinghua grabbed Xiao Ya's wrist and pushed her to the side, while ordering the people around her to do it. At her command, the men with shovels were going to dig down towards the tombstones.

"Don't!"

Sang Hui hurriedly grabbed Song Qinghua's arm and cried: "Qinghua, you can't do this, I say, I say ......"

Song Qinghua took a breath and motioned for those people to leave with his eyes.

Xiao Ya was also frightened at this time, and sat in front of the tombstone with weak legs.

"Say it."

Song Qinghua shook off Sang Hui's hand, his face was surprisingly calm.

It was quiet around the cemetery, and it was getting dark, with the occasional crow flying through the treetops. Sang Hui bit her lip, she couldn't continue to hide it at this time, "Back then, my man owed a lot of gambling debts, and Sang Yu couldn't help but deliberately approach you in order to make my life better." Later......"

"What happened?" Song Qinghua stood in place, even though she had enough preparation in her heart, but when she heard Sang Hui's words, her heart was still completely cold. Oh, it turns out that from the very beginning, it was all a scam.

"Later, of course, Sang Yu wanted to be with me." Xiao Ya couldn't hold her breath and took the words, and said proudly: "I grew up with Sang Yu as childhood sweethearts, and the person he loves is me!" That day, Sang Yu told me that you wanted to elope with him, and he didn't want to continue to entangle with you, so he sent you to Jian Huaiyi's bed! ”

"Xiao Ya, shut up for me!"

Sang Huiqi's face turned pale, she walked in front of Song Qinghua, and said with difficulty: "Qinghua, I, I ......"

"Is she telling the truth?" Song Qinghua lowered his head and stared at his toes.

Sang Hui didn't dare to look up.

"Isn't it?!" Song Qinghua suddenly raised his voice and flew away from the crows that landed on the branches.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Sang Hui bit her lip and had to nod.

"Humph!"

Xiao Ya stood up proudly and said with a smile: "Song Qinghua, you should die this time." ”

"What's the car accident?" Song Qinghua's hands and feet were cold at this time, she didn't know how she could speak so calmly, although her hands and feet were numb, her brain remained awake.

"I don't know about this," Sang Hui walked up to Song Qinghua with tears in her eyes, "I just heard Sang Yu say that your husband knew about him and Xiaoya, and he said that he couldn't let you know, so he asked Jian Huaiyi to come out to meet." ”

"Sister Hui."

Song Qinghua sneered and spoke, the curvature of the corners of his mouth mocking, "Haven't I been good enough to you and the Sang family all these years?" ”

"Okay," Sang Hui reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes, her eyes wet, "You're very good to us." ”

"Since it's good, why are you so ruthless, to watch me be deceived by you like a fool for more than twenty years?!" Song Qinghua said as he spoke, and tears gradually rolled out.

"Tsinghua ......"

Sang Hui raised her hand to cover her mouth and slowly knelt in front of Song Qinghua, "I know it's Sang Yu who is sorry for you, it's our Sang family who is sorry for you!" But Aiyu is innocent, and these things have nothing to do with her! ”

"Sister Hui!" Xiao Ya hurriedly stepped forward to help Sang Hui up, but was pushed away by Sang Hui.

"Tsinghua, it's my fault, it's all my fault, if you want to hate it, hate me!" Sang Hui trembled and tried to hold Song Qinghua, but she shook her away.

In front of the dark tombstone, Song Qinghua stared at the photo opposite in a daze, raised his hand and pulled it down, tearing it to pieces.

"Tsinghua—"

Sang Hui was thrown to the ground, her elbow hit the ground, and she didn't have the strength to stand up, "It's us who are sorry for you, sorry for you......"

Xiao Ya trotted over and helped Sang Hui up, "Sister Hui, Sang Yu died because of her after all, why do you want to apologize to her?" ”

"Xiao Ya!"

Sang Hui's eyes sank instantly, and he said angrily: "How can you say that, no matter what, it was Tsinghua that raised Aiyu and your daughter!" ”

"I ......" Xiao Ya moved her mouth and didn't say anything more.

The back in front of her was already far away, and Sang Hui was in tears, and her mood was extremely heavy. Over the years, every time she saw Song Qinghua, she felt ashamed, but when she thought of Song Aiyu, she had to continue to hide it. Now that I think about it, it's really a wrong step, a wrong step, and it will hurt others and yourself after all!

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the night sky was overcast. Aunt Yan wore a sweater and stood outside the entrance and couldn't help but look out. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car, and then saw Song Qinghua's figure.

"Madam, why did you come back so late?" Aunt Yan took Song Qinghua's bag easily, she has been in the Song family for a long time, and she almost grew up watching Song Qinghua.

Song Qinghua glanced at the people around him and walked straight inside. She raised her feet and walked upstairs, and Aunt Yan saw that she looked wrong, and followed closely behind her.

Gently pushing open the room on the second floor, the things that belonged to Mu Liang had already been moved. Song Qinghua stood outside the door and couldn't help asking, "What about the things here?" ”

Aunt Yan smiled and said, "The day before yesterday, Miss Mu took all the things. ”

Song Qinghua's eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth unexpectedly slid a hint of different color, "You go and rest, I want to live here tonight." ”

Aunt Yan took her hand and immediately said in surprise: "Madam, your hands are so cold, are you sick?" ”

"Nope." Song Qinghua turned his head and hidden, "I'm not a child anymore." ”

Aunt Yan sighed, her eyes darkened, "Hey, you don't have anyone around to take care of you, of course I have to nag a few more words." ”

Seeing Song Qinghua's changing expression, Aunt Yan realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "I'll go and make you a bowl of noodles." ”

"I'm not hungry." Song Qinghua pressed her shoulder and smiled reluctantly, "I just want to sleep." ”

Aunt Yan wanted to say more, but Song Qinghua had already turned around and closed the door.

Standing outside the door for a long time, Aunt Yan didn't hear any movement inside, and then turned around and went downstairs. When she came downstairs, Aunt Yan always felt uneasy, and finally called Mu Liang.

Fu Jinchen came out of the shower, and at a glance saw Mu Liang sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. He walked over while wiping his hair and said with a smile: "I just went to take a shower, and you just want to lose my soul as I thought?" ”

"Cut!"

Mu Liang sneered, took the towel in his hand with his backhand, and gently wiped it for him.

"Something?" Fu Jinchen put his hands on Mu Liang's waist.

Mu Liang shook his head and continued the movements in his hands.

Smack-

Fu Jinchen raised his hand and slapped her buttocks, his face slightly angry: "Dare to lie to me, huh?!" ”

"Nope."

Mu Liang's whispered retort was obviously lacking in confidence. She lowered her head and spoke after a long time, "Jin Chen, I want to go out." ”

"Where are you going?" Fu Jinchen frowned.

"The Song family."

Mu Liang sighed and said, "Aunt Yan called just now and said that Song Qinghua didn't seem to be right......

After a pause, she raised her head and pouted to look at Fu Jinchen, "Can I go?" ”

Fu Jinchen shook his head, curled up his index finger and flicked it on her forehead, and said angrily: "What do you say? ”

Rubbing his aching head, Mu Liang lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, "Leave your son to you, I'll come back when I go and see." As she spoke, she opened her closet and quickly changed her clothes and went out.

Standing in front of the window, Fu Jinchen saw Mu Liang drive the car away, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly. Song Qinghua and Mu Liang's account must be settled after all, he only hopes that no matter what the final result is, as long as she can be happy.

Not long after, Mu Liang parked the car outside the villa. Aunt Yan was waiting for her in the front hall, and when she came back, she immediately ran over, "Miss Mu." ”

"What's going on?" Mu Liang came in with a bag.

Aunt Yan looked anxious, "I don't know, my wife went out for a trip, and it wasn't right for her to come back." ”

"Where is she?" Aunt Yan took Mu Liang upstairs.

The door was locked, but the light was still on in the bedroom, Mu Liang stood outside the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Open the door." ”

I stood outside the door and knocked for a long time, but the people inside didn't react at all. This situation was a little different from last time, Mu Liang sank his face and said, "Go get the key." ”

Aunt Yan quickly took the key, and Mu Liang opened the door and went in.

There were many empty wine bottles scattered around the bed, and the anger in Mu Liang's heart instantly surged. She ran over a few steps and snatched the wine bottle from Song Qinghua's hand, and shouted, "Song Qinghua, what do you want to do?" ”

"Liangliang."

The eyes of the person sitting on the ground suddenly lit up, Song Qinghua pursed his lips, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Have you come back to see me?" ”

Mu Liang glared at her fiercely, thinking to himself what kind of madness this was! She was about to throw away the bottle in her hand, but she saw the white pill at the bottom of the bottle that had not completely melted.

"What did you eat?" Mu Liang squatted in front of her and said in surprise.

Song Qinghua raised his hand with a smile, and his palm fell on the top of her head, "Liangliang, you go, leave me alone." ”

Most of the wine in this bottle was missing, and Mu Liang couldn't be sure how much medicine she had drunk. Clasped his hands on her shoulders and asked again, "What kind of medicine did you take?" ”

With dizziness in front of him and a little loose consciousness, Song Qinghua gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling, "You all go out, I want to get a good night's sleep." ”

For many years, she was awakened by nightmares almost every night. But this time, she finally didn't have to worry about being woken up by nightmares, because she had lived in nightmares since the beginning.

"Ma'am!" Aunt Yan was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Mu Liang glared at the person in front of him, but saw Song Qinghua's calm expression, and there was no fear in his expression.

The anger in his heart was higher and higher, and Mu Liangxin couldn't help but sneer. Song Qinghua, Song Qinghua, why are you like this every time, you replaced her back then, and now you want to die in front of her!

Have you ever thought about my feelings?!

"You want to die, don't you?"

Mu Liang clenched the wine bottle in his hand and sneered: "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

Suddenly raised the wine bottle in front of him, Mu Liang raised his head and poured it down.

"Liangliang!"

Song Qinghua looked shocked, and snatched the wine bottle in her hand, "Liangliang can't do it, there are sleeping pills there." ”

"Spit it out!"

Song Qinghua clasped Mu Liang's shoulders and kept patting her back with both hands, "Hurry up and open your mouth and spit it out!" ”

"I didn't drink it." Mu Liang threw the wine bottle away with his backhand, and Song Qinghua's tight breath was instantly put down. She moved her mouth, and before she could say the rest of the words, the whole person fell.

Mu Liang stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and could only see Song Qinghua fall at her feet. Her whole heart sank, and deep trepidation flashed in her eyes.

Mother! The word in his mouth was about to come out, but Mu Liang still couldn't shout it after all.