Song Zhiyuan understands Su Mujun.

She wanted to apologize, not because she wanted peace of mind before she died, but because as a mother, she wanted to do something for her daughter before she died.

This heart is good.

But why did she fulfill her?

Listening to Su Mujun's urging on the other end of the phone, Song Zhiyuan ignored it and hung up the phone directly

In the ward, Su Mujun listened to the busy sound in his ears and was stunned for a while.

Song Zhiyuan's ***, she dared to hang up her phone?

didn't take a breath, Su Mujun directly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his eyes rolled and fainted.

The monitor next to it immediately emitted a screeching alarm of "drip-drip-".

Doctors and nurses hulala came in a group and hurriedly put on an oxygen mask for her to be rescued.

Everyone worked hard all afternoon before they finally pulled Su Mujun back from the brink of death.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to send a text message to Song Zhiyuan.

[I don't want your mother to be exposed as a murderer, so come and see me. 】

"She's crazy, isn't she? They are all sick and dying, and they are going to die?" Xia Xingluo laughed angrily when he heard Song Zhiyuan say that he was going to see Su Mujun.

Song Zhiyuan was picking up the necklace that matched the clothes, and was silent for a few seconds when he heard this, "Some people, even if they die and turn to ashes in the ground, they will disgust you from time to time."

She looked at it and picked out a small silver diamond necklace that was not ostentatious, but it was exquisite.

Su Mujun has always looked down on diamonds below three carats, saying that they are worthless and cannot be put on the table.

I just don't know if Mrs. Zhou, who used to be above the top and no one could look at her, now regrets doing things too badly.

So much so that she was seriously ill and hospitalized, and none of the friends who drank tea and went shopping together in the past went to the hospital to visit.

Hearing that Song Zhiyuan was here to visit the patient, the nurse was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted, "Ms. Su, she lives in ward 1808 on the eighteenth floor, and I will take you there."

Song Zhiyuan curled her lips slightly, "Thank you."

In the elevator, the nurse couldn't help but look at Song Zhiyuan twice, and said with concern, "You are Ms. Su's relative, right?" She suddenly vomited blood yesterday and she wasn't doing very well."

"Really?" Song Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, and he couldn't see much expression on his cold face.

The nurse suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and smiled silently.

Out of the elevator, Song Zhiyuan stepped on the high heels under his feet and walked towards the ward with an elegant posture.

Hearing the footsteps, Su Mujun, who was lying on the hospital bed, flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, and forced himself to sit up and look towards the door.

She thought that Song Zhiyuan must have lived in remorse every day in the half a year since she left Zhou Qichuan, regretting that she should not divorce her son.

How could someone as good as her son not wash his face with tears every day?

The moment the door opened, the smugness on Su Mujun's face disappeared in an instant.

Song Zhiyuan was not only not as haggard and depressed as she imagined, but her complexion was ruddy, and her skin was tender as if she could pinch out water.

How is this possible?

Looking at Su Mujun's eyes that widened in disbelief, Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips, "Mrs. Zhou, long time no see."

Looking at her bright smiling face, Su Mujun only felt a dull pain in her heart, and pointed at her with trembling hands, "You hooked up with my son again, didn't you?"

Song Zhiyuan wanted to say yes and directly her off, but she didn't bother to lie.

Hearing her say no, Su Mujun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "It's not good, it's good if it's not."

I haven't seen her for half a year, she has long lost the momentum she had when she was commanding people, and she has lost a lot of weight, her hair is yellow, and her face is gray.

Even with the support of expensive medicines, she was tortured by the disease and lost half her life.

Song Zhiyuan knew that Su Mujun was running out of time.

"Zhiqing's matter, how are you going to pursue it?" Su Mujun suddenly asked weakly.

Song Zhiyuan, "Deal with it according to law."

Su Mujun had just calmed down

, angry again, "Song Zhiyuan, how can you be so vicious? You've been her sister-in-law for three years."

Viciousness?

Song Zhiyuan laughed, "Mrs. Zhou didn't say it, I forgot, it turns out that Zhou Zhiqing is still my sister-in-law."

She and Zhou Qichuan have been married for more than three years, but they have never heard a word of their sister-in-law.

may have thought of this, Su Mujun took a moment of regret and changed her words, "She is still young and a little impulsive, but she is not a bad child in essence."

Yes, the essence is not bad, and it is not possible to go directly to the knife if you come to the door to ask for help.

Song Zhiyuan was really curious, how did she become a mother, in order to please her stepson, she watched her daughter being raised. Z.br>

Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Mujun thought that she was soft-hearted, and hurriedly said, "As long as you issue a letter of understanding, Zhiqing doesn't have to-" go to prison.

"Why should I do that?" Song Zhiyuan asked.

Su Mujun was stunned by the question, and it took a while to react, and said angrily, "She's still a child, you-"

"She's three years older than me." Song Zhiyuan kindly reminded.

If it weren't for her having a child, she would have even forgotten that Zhou Qichuan and Zhou Zhiqing were dragon and phoenix fetuses.

Twenty-nine-year-olds, highly educated, don't even understand the simple truth that there is a price to pay for breaking the law.

So, she deserves it.

"So what?" Su Mujun didn't feel anything at all, and asked with a gloomy face, "You don't agree?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded, and asked before she went crazy, "Do you think that if you release the information in your hand, others will think that my mother is a murderer, and then carry out online violence?"

Before she came, Su Mujun really thought so.

But now she saw that Song Zhiyuan didn't look scared, and suddenly changed her mind.

She softened her tone and said, "After all, we are a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and of course we can't talk about our own affairs outside."

Song Zhiyuan nodded, as if she felt that what she said made sense.

Without waiting for Su Mujun to be happy, she suddenly smiled and said sarcastically, "Do you still think you are Mrs. Zhou, who was high up before?"

Su Mujun's face changed slightly, "What do you mean?"

"If you release that information, if you can spread it, I will lose." Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips and smiled innocently.

Su Mujun decided that she was strong, picked up the mobile phone at the bedside, and was about to send out the prepared information.

Song Zhiyuan didn't step forward to stop it, but reminded faintly, "Your son's eight hundred billion is still in my hands. This money buys Zhou Zhiqing's life, do you think it's enough?"

Under Su Mujun's gaze as if she had seen a ghost, she added, "By the way, if it's not enough, I still have Xunke."

He didn't sign the gift contract she gave to Zhou Qichuan at all, so now, Xunke is still in her hands.

"You're talking nonsense!" Su Mujun almost went crazy, and trembled to call Zhou Qichuan to confirm.

Suddenly, she stopped her movements, and her eyes looked in the direction behind Song Zhiyuan without blinking.

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