Qin You never dreamed that he would receive a photo of his son being abused by three or four big men.

Fu Tingshen was like a fish on a sticky board pressed to the ground, bruises all over his body, his usual meticulous hair was messy and knotted, he was wearing a prison uniform, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in pain, crushing his self-esteem with his own hands.

Qin You flipped through one photo after another with trembling hands, and at the end of the day, her tears were about to run dry, and she shouted hysterically: "Who sent the photos!" Who the hell is it! Isn't it Fu Wenzhou? Where did he get my son? Where did it go? ”

The servant shrank aside and said timidly: "It's not Mr. Fu, it's ...... It's a husband...... It's Miss Song. ”

Although Song Qingyu has always been bullied by this family in the Fu family for the past three years, she is walking on thin ice. But she has never been harsh on these subordinates, even if their identities are different, she treats people with courtesy.

In their hearts, Song Qingyu is the real young grandmother, and Lin Yuanyu is a junior who destroys Mrs. and Young Master.

So even if Song Qingyu has left the Song family, it is difficult to change his mind for a while.

Qin You crumpled the photo vigorously, his eyes were full of resentment, and he gritted his teeth: "Song! Green! Pomelo! ”

She knew that this woman was not so simple, and she should have recognized her from the time she divided most of their family's property!

Qin You immediately found someone to prepare a car to go to the notorious No. 12 prison in the capital.

Prison No. 12 is on a barren hill, overgrown with weeds and uninhabited, with only one building standing alone in a radius of 100 miles.

High walls are erected, and there is a power grid on all sides, and no one can escape from here.

However, as soon as she got out of the car, two strong men rushed up and kidnapped her, Qin You screamed loudly, no one paid attention to her, and the bodyguards who came with her were also held by the other party.

Qin You was taken to a dark place, and there was a clammy and cold and gloomy aura on her face, her frightened shoulders trembled, but her mouth scolded unforgivingly: "Do you know who I am!" I'm a member of the Fu family, if you dare to do this to me, I will never let you go! ”

The bodyguards glanced at her and stepped aside, and Qin You finally saw the woman hidden in the shadows.

"Song Qingyu, you slut, why are you here!" Her eyes widened, and she struggled to rush forward, but before she could get up, someone held her down.

Song Qingyu covered her lips and coughed lightly a few times, and looked at her with a faint look: "Qin You, the show is about to start." ”

Qin You didn't understand what she meant, and just wanted to curse her, when a familiar voice suddenly sounded on the monitor next to her.

"Spare me, please let me go, don't beat me, let me do whatever I want...... As long as you're willing to let me go! ”

Qin You stiffened suddenly, and slowly turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

She saw her beloved son kneeling on the ground like a dog, begging for mercy from a group of men without dignity, and even making a humiliating voice.

A string snapped in Qin You's mind.

For a moment she could not hear anything, and there was nothing in her ears except the screams of her son's terrible pain.

How could her son ...... Turned out like this?

Qin You stared at the people on the screen as if she had lost her soul, and gradually, she sensed that something was wrong, and the sound didn't seem to come from the screen, but came from a wall.

Qin You screamed "ah" and looked at Song Qingyu suddenly.

The woman's facial features are delicate and beautiful in the light, and the porcelain white skin is a little pink, and the beauty is moving.

Unlike that face, the color of her eyes was pale and revealing a detached indifference.

Qin You only felt that the person in front of her was as terrifying as a demon, she was like knowing Song Qingyu for the first time, and she was full of fear from her heart to her eyes.

This woman used a photo to lure herself over, and then let herself see her son being tortured inhumanely, and murder is nothing more than that!

Qin You's gums were about to bleed: "Why are you doing this!" ”

Song Qingyu said lightly: "I only want to ask you one thing, who gave you my flight information." ”

Qin You still wanted to pretend to be stupid at this time: "I don't know what you're talking about!" ”

Song Qingyu coughed twice, it was too humid here, the air was not good, and the breathing was not smooth: "Qin You, my patience is limited. ”

In his ears was Fu Tingshen's miserable scream, Qin You was in pain, anger and distress were intertwined, and finally couldn't help but beg for mercy: "It's Song Wei, Song Wei told me, it was the reporter she asked me to find to surround you, including the rumors about you and Fu Wenzhou in the outside world during this time, they were all her ideas for me, if you want to find her, why do you want to treat my son like this?" Where are our Fu family sorry for you! ”

"In the spring and March of the first year, you deliberately scalded me with boiling water, so that I could greet you every day when the rooster crowed, and the next month, you took Lin Yuan to the door to humiliate me, and on the winter solstice, you locked me outside the door of Fu's house and drenched in heavy snow overnight. In February of the following year, you preached everywhere that I couldn't give birth, and I didn't while occupying the pit. In June of the following year, you verbally insulted my mother......"

"Your son Fu Tingshen almost killed me." Song Qingyu gently hooked her lips, and her voice was slightly cold: "I will remember every thing your family has done to me, and I don't ask you to settle this account, not because I am merciful, but because it is not time." ”

She looked at the woman who was shaking on the ground, "And now, the time has come." ”

Qin You suddenly collapsed to the ground, inexplicably, she felt that the person in front of her was better than the mad dog of the Fu family.

Song Qingyu pulled away her coat and said in a flat voice: "Don't worry, your family will be reunited soon." ”

She turned away without any further pause.

Qin You's hoarse curse sounded behind her, and she didn't seem to hear it at all.

The prison warden came out and saw her come out and asked, "Qingyu, do you want to leave this woman here?" ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyes and said softly: "No need, let people send her back to the Fu family, I have other plans." ”

The warden knew that this niece had always had an idea, and nodded: "Okay, I'll have someone send her back later." ”

Song Qingyu took out a medicine bottle from her bag: "Uncle Bai, this is a cure for rheumatism, you can take one pill a day to reduce pain, and also, you are old now, there is no need to do many things yourself, just give it to Brother Li." ”

Bai Yan smiled: "You dare to control me." ”

Bai Yan's tie was loose, and Song Qingyu reached out to help it straighten it out: "My grandfather was such a forgetful friend in this world when he was alive, I can't help him take care of your body." ”

Bai Yan's eyes when he looked at Song Qingyu were full of love, which was very different from his usual fierce and silent image: "Bai Li will be discharged from the army next week, you can come over for a meal then." ”

Song Qingyu nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

Bai Yan sent Song Qingyu all the way to the car, and then turned back with confidence.

Song Chang started the car: "Miss, what should I do next." ”

Song Qingyu propped her chin and looked at the rows of poplar trees outside the car window, "Isn't Uncle Liang Muchuan going to review Fu Changlin's company, let's add fire in the middle." ”

She said it casually, but Song Chang knew what it meant.

This is to confirm Fu Changlin's company's illegal and criminal affairs, and put all the evidence collected over the years on the table.

Fu Changlin did a lot of dirty things, and he could only say that he deserved it.

For Fu Tingshen's family, Song Chang can't wait for the three of them to go to prison together.

When he got home, Song Qingyu glanced at the time, three hours and fifteen minutes.

The time was just right.

She went into the house to change her clothes, washed her hands again, and then looked up at the door.

The next second.

"Welcome back to Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou's home."

The door opened.

Fu Wenzhou came in covered in wind and snow, carrying fish in his left hand and a box of strawberries Napoleon in his right hand.

"Is it OK to steam the fish?" Fu Wenzhou walked to the kitchen and put the fish in the pool, and then came out of the kitchen to give her the Napoleon in his hand, and when he touched her fingertips, Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

Song Qingyu retracted his hand, took out a piece of Napoleon and put it on his lips and bit it down, very crisp: "Fu Wenzhou." ”

Fu Wenzhou rolled his throat and avoided her sight: "I'll go to make a fish first, this fish has to be killed now, and it will take time." ”

After he finished speaking, he left, not giving Song Qingyu a chance to speak.

Song Qingyu looked at the man's long back, and said with some amusement: "I want to say ......"

"Don't you like ginger and garlic, I'll put less." Fu Wenzhou's eyebrows were dark and heavy, he clenched the handle of the knife, and his palms were sweaty: "You rest first, do a good job and I'll call you." ”

Song Qingyu: "I ......"

"Don't say it." The man's eyes were red, and his voice was low and deep, with a hint of begging: "I don't want to listen, Yuyu, can you not say it?" ”