Hearing that Su Mujun was among the people who heard the indictment, Song Zhiyuan's heart sank suddenly.

Although Zhou Qichuan broke off relations with her, as far as she knew, all the expenses of the hospital were in his name.

He didn't kill them all, but she stabbed them in the side.

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan's face became even colder, and the corners of his mouth hooked without any warmth, and asked, "What did Cheng Jin say over there?" ”

"Evidence is being collated." Zhuo Mu's voice sounded a little bottomless.

What Cheng Jin means is that if the other party is really determined to sue, their winning rate is not great.

Since ancient times, Lao Tzu's case against his son has almost been a sure win.

Even if the parents are at fault, the children still have a legal obligation to support them.

"What evidence did they provide?" Song Zhiyuan also understood, and couldn't help but ask.

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it.

In what capacity is she asking these questions now?

Without waiting for Zhou Qichuan to nod, Zhuo Mu replied with great eyes, "Dong Zhou sued the boss for defrauding Xunke shares from him, and he didn't visit him once after he became seriously ill, and unilaterally announced that he would sever his kinship with them. ”

The more she listened, the more Song Zhiyuan's brows wrinkled, "What about Mrs. Zhou?" ”

Compared with Zhou Jiangyuan, who only has Zhou Jingyu in her heart, she still has a little sincerity towards this son.

"She-" Zhuo Mu paused before saying, "She said that the boss was blinded by you, and he didn't care about her life or death for you, and he still did something to her in the hospital." ”

"It was obviously her own fall!" Song Zhiyuan was almost laughed at angrily, this is not knowing how to tell jokes with his eyes open?

But in the next moment, she suddenly understood.

If Su Mujun still had a bottom line, he would not have been Zhou Jiangyuan's junior and forced Sun Biqiao to death, and it was impossible for him to use those dirty things to coerce her to hurt Zhou Qichuan, and even killed her mother.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyuan made a decision.

"If witnesses are needed at that time, I can appear in court."

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan, who had always had a cold face, suddenly smiled, laughing evil and joking, "Iris, are you serious?" ”

Song Zhiyuan nodded, she didn't have the heart to joke about such a big thing.

But he was about to be sued by his biological parents in court, and he could still laugh.

He is not afraid that if he loses the lawsuit, he will lose face in the entire Jinning at that time?

It seemed that he understood Song Zhiyuan's eyes, and Zhou Qichuan's smile became even more arbitrary, "Don't worry, kites, it's a big deal to stay in China." ”

"I'm not worried." Looking at his familiar smile, Song Zhiyuan's heart crossed a trace of strangeness, and the retort was almost blurted out.

When the words fell, I realized my explanation, and it seemed that there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

Looking at Zhou Qichuan's meaningful smile, Song Zhiqi's face was a little red, and he said in a deep voice, "If there is nothing else, please leave Mr. Zhou first." ”

She hadn't been here for a few months, and she had a lot to talk to her grandmother about.

Zhou Qichuan nodded, bowed respectfully to He Yulan's tombstone, and then turned to leave.

He was suddenly so good at talking, Song Zhiyuan was really a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

Seeing him and Zhuo Mu's figures go away, Song Zhiyuan retracted his gaze, looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and hooked his lips slightly, "Grandma, the kite has come to see you." ”

Song He's two families are close to each other, and when she was a child, she liked to run to He's house when she was fine, rushing for delicious and fun, as well as all kinds of small stories in He Yulan's mouth.

Later, it was she who relayed these stories to Liu Mengyun, who was occasionally emotionally unstable.

I don't know how long I sat on the steps in front of the tombstone, but when Song Zhiyuan got up, he only felt that his feet were numb.

She stood motionless on the ground, bent over, hands on her knees, and slowly stood on her tiptoes.

I don't know if it's because she has been squatting for too long, but instead of lessening, the numbness has become stronger.

Song Zhiyuan only felt that his feet were soft, and the whole person was planted forward uncontrollably.

Instinctively, she withdrew her knee-holding hand to protect her forehead and closed her eyes.

In the next moment, the expected pain did not come, but she had a sense of being dragged in the air.

She looked up and saw a pair of familiar black eyes full of smiles.

It's Zhou Qichuan.

Wasn't he already gone?

Realizing that the posture of the two people was not quite right, Song Zhiyuan subconsciously wanted to stand up straight, but forgot that her feet were still numb.

As soon as his hands left Zhou Qichuan's arms, the whole person knelt forward uncontrollably.

Zhou Qichuan hugged her, his good-looking brows furrowed slightly, "Iris, hug and hug in front of grandma, isn't it?" ”

In an instant, Song Zhiyuan blushed angrily and stretched out his hand to push him.

"Don't make a fuss." Zhou Qichuan held her arm, and saw that Song Zhiyuan couldn't stand steadily, so he simply hugged her horizontally with his long arms.

Suddenly taking off into the air, Song Zhiyuan subconsciously hugged Zhou Qichuan's neck, came back to his senses and hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Let me go!" ”

Listening to her somewhat embarrassed tone, Zhou Qichuan said seriously, "You are still unstable." ”

"I can." Song Zhiyuan retorted angrily.

As she spoke, she struggled to get out of Zhou Qichuan's arms.

A somewhat suppressed male voice suddenly came from overhead, "Iris, you'd better be well-behaved now." ”

Realizing something, Song Zhiyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his head and glared at Zhou Qichuan angrily, "Use this trick again, do you still want to make a face?" ”

Zhou Qichuan didn't laugh angrily, "Just work." ”

Saying that, he didn't care how ugly Song Zhiyuan's face was, and strode out with her in his arms.

Walking to the gate of the cemetery, Song Zhiyuan's feet were no longer numb, and he grabbed Zhou Qichuan's shirt and reminded coldly, "If you don't let go, it will constitute harassment." ”

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, he seemed to have thought about something and put her down.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Song Zhiyuan immediately took a few steps back and kept a safe distance from him.

Looking at her slightly blushing face, Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips with interest and asked, "Iris, I helped you just now, and now you turn your face and don't recognize anyone?" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Thinking that she had almost fallen twice just now, she didn't hesitate, "Thank you." ”

The words fell, and she turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, he heard Zhou Qichuan's faint voice behind him, "If you really want to thank me, it's better to be practical." ”

- Something practical.

Thinking of the unresolved and chaotic relationship with him, Song Zhiyuan's figure paused slightly, and then he strode forward without hesitation.

She kept telling herself in her heart that she was already separated, and she couldn't provoke each other anymore.

Not even the slightest hint of hope.

Looking at her ruthless back, Zhou Qichuan's heart throbbed.

But he remembered what He Xue said in the morning, and shouted cheekily, "Iris, what a husband and wife, you really can't bear to see that I can't go back tonight and sleep on the road?" ”

Song Zhiyuan's body stiffened slightly, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Qichuan, and Qing Lingling's eyes were clearly filled with distrust.

"Zhuo Mu just sent me over." Zhou Qichuan explained.

Song Zhiyuan didn't believe his words, glanced at the time on his phone, turned around and strode in the direction of parking.

Get in the car, start the vehicle, drive away, a series of actions without hesitation.

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