Tearing too hard, Yao Man's fingers were cut, and the blood made her fingers slippery and greasy, and she couldn't tear them anymore.

There are so many photos, so many that I can't seem to tear them up.

But she still kept biting and tearing.

Meng Junxue looked at it coldly and said, "Tear it, after tearing it here, I still have two boxes in the car."

Yao Man stopped his movements in an instant.

Her heart twitched, and it was as if it were pressed against a huge stone, which had never been removed, and had always pressed against her.

After so many years, time has not healed the pain in her heart.

Yao Man raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, stood up on the coffee table, and looked at Meng Junxue with his eyes lowered.

Her only son, the son who poured all her heart and soul into it.

I was pregnant in October, endured all the hardships, and desperately gave birth to a child.

What's the use?

It's not as good as a dog.

After a stalemate like this for a long time, Yao Man suppressed his throat and said word by word: "I know you will never forgive me, and I don't want you to forgive, because I don't feel that I have anything wrong. Even if I had, you would not be qualified to judge me."

"I think I cared too much about you, and I forgot about myself. You can stick a knife in my heart over and over again, and I will bear it?" Yao Man's eyes became sharp, with deep hatred, "You perverted, filthy thing, you don't deserve to be my son at all, and I don't want a son like you!"

After saying this, he probably didn't feel ruthless enough, so Yao Man raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

Yao Man has never beaten him, no matter when, she is short-sighted.

The regeneration of anger is also pressed in the heart.

She always hoped that life could return to normal and that everything would go in a good direction.

But now that she has found out, it will never be better, and it will not be good in this life.

Some things, like a rotten sore, good for bad, bad for good. Deeply rooted, it cannot be eradicated.

Wen Yunong is very successful, and has successfully stirred up her home and her life.

Yao Man used all his strength.

Meng Junxue's fair face left blood stains on her hands, and soon her skin was flushed with a layer of red.

Yao Man didn't say anything more, and walked away.

Meng Junze's ears were buzzing, but he didn't feel particularly pain.

He took his mobile phone and called his assistant, asking people to follow Yao Man and don't have any accidents.

Immediately, he got up, picked up the photos on the ground, and put them back in the bag.

Because Wen Yunong's matter has a deep relationship with the Meng family.

In addition, this matter was also put in front of the public, and Meng Yujing was a little restless and couldn't sleep at night.

Now the relationship between the Wen family and the Xu family seems to be closer than before, and this incident can be said to be that they together led the spearhead to their Meng family.

Regarding the current situation of the Xu family, what right does Xu Hanyi have to speak?

It's not all Xu Yanqing who has the final say.

But since Xu Yanqing took the throne, the relationship between the two families has plummeted, and with all the previous things, Meng Yujing has no trust in the Xu family.

He was only afraid that the Xu family would take the first step and disturb their Meng family.

Now this one, in his opinion, is targeted, and it is extremely targeted.

The life and death of a warm rain, what is worth taking out and checking? It should also be put on the table for the whole country to watch.

Where does this matter of Wen Yunong, this is simply a test of whether the Meng family can afford to be picked.

Meng Yujing looked at the photo on the table, it was an old photo, a group photo of four people.

Underneath the photo, there is a USB flash drive, which stores some things that he can protect himself.

He groaned for a long time.

"Grandpa."

Meng Anyun's voice came in through the door panel.

Meng Yujing: "Come in."

Meng Anjun went in, Meng Yujing

put away the things on the table, "Have you been in contact with Xu Yanqing recently?"

Meng Anjun said, "A few days ago, Chen Nian contacted me once."

Now that Xu Ting is gone, the current Xu family is equivalent to saying that it has reached Xu Yanqing's hands, and even the affairs in the research center are up to him. It stands to reason that Meng Anjun's chess piece is useless.

But now Chen Nian is still contacting her, which means that they have no intention of letting the Meng family go.

Meng Anjun said, "She said that for the sake of helping them before, give me a way out and let me leave the Meng family with my mother."

"When? Why didn't you say that?"

Meng Anjun: "I didn't plan to leave, and I didn't get any special information from her, so I think it's the same whether I say it or not. Moreover, I don't know that they still have this hand to target the Meng family."

Meng Yujing frowned, "What are you thinking! Of course, you have to tell me about this kind of thing as soon as possible."

Meng Anjun didn't care, but seeing that he looked nervous, he asked with a lot of mouth, "Who is this Wen Yunong?" Will it affect our family? At the dinner table before, didn't the third uncle say that she died of illness?"

Meng Yujing: "This is obviously a bureau that Xu Yanqing and Chen Nian want to set up against us, the focus is not on Wen Yunong, the point is that they put this matter in the media. There's everyone on this network. When your affairs are dug up, can you bear the cynicism of those people? I'm worried about you."

"What then?"

Meng Yujing waved his hand, his expression a little more solemn than just now.

Meng Anjun walked to Meng Yujing's side, squatted down, held his hand, and said seriously, "Then what else can I do?"

Meng Yujing touched her head, softened her expression, and said, "It's okay. They can't make a splash if they don't think about it, don't worry. When the time comes, let your fourth brother watch the direction of the wind on the Internet."

Meng Anjun leaned his head on the back of Meng Yujing's hand, and his eyes fell on the drawer next to him, which was not closed tightly.

She saw the photo placed inside, and she said, "I'll think of a way to find a way to make Chen Nian and them feel that I still have use value."

Meng Yujing said, "No need, the two of them are thoughtful, and you are not their opponent. I have a way."

He said, patting her on the back, "Go rest, I still have some business to attend to."

"Okay."

Wait for Meng Anjun to go out.

Meng Yujing took out the photo again and looked at it for a long time.

A few days passed.

Mrs. Wen received a package here.

When she looked at the contents of the package and was about to make a call, Chen Nian's WeChat popped up and sent her a photo.

Mrs. Wen immediately wrinkled her eyebrows, and her face sank.

Chen Nian: [I don't know who sent it to me, what does this mean? 】

Mrs. Wen looked at the identical photo on the coffee table, which was really interesting.

After Chen Nian finished sending the message, he stepped forward to pick up Shu Qiu's things.

Chen Nian: "It's good to come empty-handed, how can you take so many things."

Shu Qiu smiled: "How can you come to visit rashly, how can you be empty-handed."

Chen Nian and Shu Qiu chatted a lot on WeChat, this was the first time she came to visit, and she still took the initiative to come.

She came alone, without her son.