Chapter Seventy-Five: Evidence

"Zhizhi, it's a pity to say goodbye to you in this way, my mother knows that if I send you to Song Jianwei, you will definitely hate me, but my mother doesn't regret it, because with my state at this time, it will only make you suffer with me, I did struggle at first, but when I found out that my condition was in the advanced stage, I had to regress. I don't want Song Jianwei to know about my situation, because I don't want to be sympathized and ridiculed by them, and I don't want you and my aunt to know, because you will worry about me, my mother wants to be selfish, and I want you to remember me who is not bad in the end, I'm sorry. Knowing, today I learned that someone insured me with an accident insurance, and when the beneficiary was Song Jianwei, I was a little confused, and they might really do whatever it took for their own purposes. With what I know about you, you won't be too close to them, so maybe you won't be hurt, but I didn't expect them to tamper with your age and abandon you directly, so I will calculate and change the beneficiary to you, maybe I will have an accident soon, Song Jianwei will pretend to come to visit, but he must come for this insurance money, and you must protect yourself and leave yourself a way back. Or maybe, you can't see this, but my mother still has to say, I love you very much, you are my only light in this marriage, I hope we can meet again in the future. Love your mom. ”

Song Yizhi closed the book and got up to go out, Zhao Yunying stood up with her, and she lowered her voice again, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

Zhao Yunying saw her gritting her teeth, her body trembling, and asked her carefully, "Zhizhi, are you okay?" Where is this going? ”

Song Yizhi tried to calm down, his voice was still low, "I'll go out for a walk, don't worry, Auntie, I won't do stupid things!" ”

Zhao Yunying glanced at the students around her, originally thinking that this matter would have to be explained for a long time, but she didn't expect Song Yizhi to be so indifferent, so she didn't continue to ask.

Song Yizhi was holding the book, and she was going to go to the hospital after seeing her aunt, but she was even more angry at this time.

I took a taxi to the hospital, ran all the way to the hospital, and when I got into the elevator, I met the aunt who gossiped a few months ago, and asked her, "Oh girl, didn't your family's last incident be solved?" Why are you in such a hurry today? ”

Song Yizhi stabilized his mind, restrained his anger a little, and said directly: "He's dead." ”

The aunt looked distressed, "I'm really embarrassed, girl, the festival is changing!" ”

Song Yizhi nodded silently, but snorted coldly in her heart: She is too adaptable, it doesn't matter what she mourns.

All the way into the ward, Zhang Qingzheng instructed the nurse to wipe Song Jianwei's face.

The impatience on his face magnified to the extreme when he saw Song Yizhi.

"Do you still have a face? If you hadn't made your father half angry, would you have made me suffer with me? ”

Song Yizhi directly skipped her, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you," and then threw the book at Song Jianwei, "I thought that my mother's death was related to you, but I just guessed, and now I have evidence." ”

Song saw that the great man was already languishing, like a soulless soft body model collapsing on the bed, at this time, his tilted head turned slightly, and his cloudy eyes were full of indifference.

"I know, in your eyes, my mother doesn't have to care at all, women are just tools for you to pass on the lineage, as long as it's not a son, you will not only look for Zhang Qing, but also find Zhou Qing, Liu Qing, Wang Qing, so I found something that makes you care."

The paternity test report was thrown on the sheet, and she strained herself, but unfortunately the file was too light to hit him.