Seeing this, Song Xuewei got up from the seat suddenly, walked quickly to Xiaoya's side, and immediately reached out and grabbed Xiaoya's arm.

"Impossible."

"She can't be uninjured, she must have been covered up."

As she spoke, she wanted to check if Xiaoya had makeup on her hands.

Her movements were a little rough, Song Zhiyi immediately got up and stepped forward, pushing Song Xuewei away, her face was cold.

"Song Xuewei, in front of the judge, you still want to hurt my child?"

Song Xuewei was stunned for a moment, looked down and saw that Xiaoya naturally hid in Song Zhiyi's arms, and immediately understood what was going on.

Her face turned slightly pale and her expression stiffened.

Song Zhiyi glanced at Song Xuewei coldly, and pulled Xiaoya back to the seat.

Zhong Yue saw that Song Xuewei was uncertain, and immediately submitted some information.

"Miss Song Xuewei's mental state has not been good during this time, she has anxiety and depression, and is not suitable for raising children."

"Your Excellency, please review the inspection report."

Song Xuewei sat down on the chair, her face pale.

Her eyes kept staring at Song Zhiyi, refusing to believe that she had lost again.

After the judge reviewed Song Xuewei's inspection report, he immediately awarded Gu Junting's custody to Gu Jinyan.

But it gave Song Xuewei the opportunity to visit the child.

However, Zhong Yue presented evidence that Song Xuewei had hurt Gu Junting before, and said that Song Xuewei was a very dangerous person.

Song Xuewei even has the right to visit the child, and she needs to ask for the child's consent before she can see the child.

The trial ended.

Gu Jinyan hugged Gu Junting and left.

The corners of Song Zhiyi's lips were slightly hooked, she glanced at Song Xuewei lightly, and left next.

Song Xuewei saw Song Zhiyi leaving, took a deep breath, the expression on her face was extremely stiff, and she looked at Song Zhiyi's back with a fierce gaze.

Seeing Gu Jinyan stop after walking a few steps, holding Gu Junting with one hand and stretching out another hand to hold the little girl into her arms, her face immediately turned ugly.

"Song Zhiyi, I want to talk to you."

Song Xuewei stepped forward in a few steps, grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand, and looked at Song Zhiyi with an eager expression.

Song Zhiyi looked at Song Xuewei's eager eyes, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she said softly.

"I don't have anything to talk to you about."

Song Zhiyi reached out and took Song Xuewei's hand away from her arm, and straightened her sleeve with some disgust.

Song Xuewei frowned when she saw Song Zhiyi's disgust between her movements, and looked at Song Zhiyi with a cold gaze.

"I think you'll want to talk to me."

"Xiaoya is not your daughter at all."

Song Zhiyi stopped, looked at Song Xuewei with cold eyes, and the corners of her lips were hooked.

She glanced at Gu Jinyan and the two children who were waiting for her in front of her, and smiled indifferently.

"No, it doesn't matter anymore."

"You see, even if this child is not my daughter, as long as I like it, Gu Jinyan will still love Wu and Wu."

Song Xuewei's face changed suddenly, and the expression on her face became hideous.

What Song Zhiyi said was completely a knife in her heart.

She took a deep breath, looked at Song Zhiyi viciously, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You already knew that Xiaoya was not your child?"

Song Zhiyi glanced at her coldly and nodded lightly.

"Yes."

"Not only do I know that Xiaoya is not my child, but I also know that you have installed someone in Beiyuan."

Song Zhiyi paused while speaking, and then continued.

"I actually took those pictures for you."

"My makeup skills are pretty good, I look like I'm really hurt."

Song Zhiyi smiled slightly, and looked at Song Xuewei with a little mockery in her cold eyes.

Song Xuewei looked at Song Zhiyi in astonishment, but she didn't expect that she already knew all the truth from the beginning.