"Is there something wrong?" She was a little wary.

In the car, she hacked Yi Yunjian's chat history, and then she knew that this person named Zhong Yunyun was called.

Yi Yunjian would say that set of words because he had learned some secrets from Zhong Yunyun's side and knew about the Fang family's previous affairs.

Just one Zhong Wanyun may not have seen the whole picture of the matter.

I only saw the tip of the iceberg, and I didn't know the ins and outs.

"Yes, I'm here to find you." The woman smiled.

She was born delicate, fair-skinned, and smiled very kindly.

"Looking for me?" Song Mo was surprised.

She nodded, "I want you to leave Fang Xing." ”

"Why?"

Song Mo vaguely felt that this bridge was very bad and familiar.

The first love returns, competing with the female protagonist for the male protagonist, and then finds that the male protagonist has fallen in love with the female protagonist, and the hatred is completely blackened because of love.

She has read no less than ten copies of this routine.

"I want you to leave, the sooner the better." Zhong Wanyun stared at her.

Those eyes were pitch black, like a rainy night, which made people instinctively depressed and uneasy.

"Why? Do you say that you love him and want me to give way? Song Mo pretended to be puzzled.

This answer was so naïve, Zhong Yunyun couldn't help laughing.

That smile is a little weird and terrifying.

"Yes, I love him, I love him more than you, so I want you to fulfill me." She responded, very calmly, so calm that Song Mo shivered.

"So, does he love you?" Song Mo asked a question.

She knew the answer to the question before it was asked.

"Don't you believe it?"

"You should prove it to me, let me die." Song Mo smiled, "Without evidence, anyone will talk empty words." ”

Zhong Wanyun reported the address and left confidently.

The cold wind was biting, Song Mo rubbed his hands and went back to the dormitory.

This kind of plot is obviously a classic love rival to get off the horse, but it makes people feel extremely weird.

Love? It sounds more like hate.

Back in the dormitory, turning on the light, Song Mo was startled.

Yi Xiaocao's whole person was almost on the door in front of her, and anyone who was stared at like this would be furious.

"Master Yi, what's wrong?" She leaned her back against the door, her face scared.

Yi Xiaocao didn't have any calculations, and asked directly, "Is your boyfriend Fang Xing?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?" Song Mo felt that something was happening.

"It turned out to be him, I said how did you have such good luck lately."

Song Mo was puzzled, but he was also relieved, "Huh? ”

It's nice that it's not a doom or something like that.

Yi Xiaocao explained, "My grandfather gave him a fate, and he was extremely lucky, and sometimes he could even affect the fortune of others. Your life is quite complementary, a rare good fate......"

"Master Xie's words." Song Mo gave up.

"Well, also, Yi Yunjian's cultivation is still shallow, and he is vain, if you are offended, I hope you will be lenient."

Yi Xiaocao said it and disappeared again.

Back in her room, she picked up the turtle shell and counted again.

Fang Xing, this person, there is this catastrophe in his life, and the catastrophe cannot be turned into a catastrophe.

If you continue to count down, there will be a backlash, and she can't count it anymore.

Inside the villa.

After Fang Xing sent Song Mo away, he took the piece of paper and stared at it.

He knew who wrote these words, and he knew the resentment and hatred in her chest, but he didn't know where the hatred came from.

It seems that since he can remember, Zhong Yunyun's smile has been very fake, like a forced smile, as if he wants to suppress the beast in his body, as if he wants to use such a smile to cover up his family feud and hatred.

He was a little confused.

"The third." Father was calling him.

"Dad?"

Fang Jianian sat beside him, "What are you thinking about so fascinating?" ”

"I'm wondering, why does she hate me, or rather, hate our family?" He stared at the filthy words on the paper, confused.

There is no love without a reason, and there is no hatred without a reason, there must be a cause for effect.

He just knew that Zhong Yunyun was adopted by his parents, knew that Zhong Yunyun was not his own sister, and knew that Zhong Yunyun was an orphan and needed to be taken care of.

Why does Zhong Yunyun hate their family, and why is he the first target of revenge? There are no answers to any of these.

He hoped that his father would give him an answer.

"Have I talked to you about her parents?"

Fang Xing recalled, "Uncle Zhong Xi? I remember that there were pictures of them in the company's archives, but unfortunately the car accident was ......"

Zhong Yunyun's parents died in a car accident, and the driver deliberately stepped on the accelerator and hit the two when they got out of the car, and later confessed to what he had done.

Obviously, someone bought the murder, but unfortunately the other party was too resolute to overturn the case.

"After that car accident, I saw that she was too young to be taken care of, so I adopted her. I didn't expect it to hurt you. Fang Jianian sighed.

In the second month after Fang Xing was kidnapped, if it weren't for a little girl who happened to pass by and told him that his son was okay, he really thought that he had raised a white-eyed wolf and bit his son to death.

Fang Xing shook his head, "Aren't I fine?" But I always felt that the car accident was ......."

"Maybe the other party's target is not Lao Zhong, it may be us."

Fang Jianian recalled the events of more than ten years ago, and his memory was a little vague, but his intuition told him that it was not that simple.

If he hadn't let the Zhong family and his wife drive their own car back first that day, maybe the person who drove that car through that section of the road would have been himself.

Fang Xing didn't speak.

He already had a conjecture.

"Someone deliberately created that car accident and then used it to make a fuss, deliberately instilling the wrong information in her and causing her to misunderstand."

In this way, everything he was perplexing was answered.

He stood up.

"I'll go back to sleep."

Tomorrow he was going to see Zhong Wanyun once.

He knew where to meet her.

November 12, 11:30 a.m.

Fang Xing drove to the place.

It was his favorite little park when he was a child, and the trees along the road seemed unusually tall to him at that age.

Time flies, and everything here has been renovated.

He walked over to the swing and sat down, the swing that had required an adult to climb on at the time, and now seemed a little shorter.

Memories make people sigh that time passes, that the old goes and the new comes, and that things are not people.

"Sister Wanyun, you're here." He stared at the woman in front of him.

He hadn't called her that in a long time.

Recalling the unjustified disasters he had suffered, he wished that she would appear in front of him now and be avenged by him himself.

But when the person was really right in front of him, he felt that his heart was beating as usual, as if nothing could make waves.

Fang Xing didn't pretend to laugh, nor did he exaggerate his anger, he just stared at her like a stranger.

"yes, I'm back." Zhong Wanyun smiled, the smile on her face was very familiar.

It was the smile he was most familiar with since he was a child, a smile wrapped in hatred with the skin of joy.

There was no tension in the conversation, and Zhong walked over to another swing beside him and sat down.