Yun Nian ran to the living room with a snort, intending to ask Song Qingyu directly, but when he stood at the door and saw Song Qingyu sitting on a rattan chair on the balcony looking out of the window with empty eyes, he suddenly couldn't ask again.

The back was so lonely and gloomy, as if it was cut off from this time and space.

Yun Nian didn't dare to step forward to disturb again, and closed the door very lightly.

In fact, Song Qingyu was not so sad, she just thought about things and thought about things.

She was thinking about what she should do later if the results of this paternity test proved that she was not Song Yuan's daughter and had nothing to do with Song Yuan.

Song Qingyu always does things with a good budget and results.

She doesn't do things that she doesn't know you are sure of.

So she has to think of the worst, if she really has nothing to do with Song Yuan, then she will be Song Ning and whose daughter? Does Song Yuan know about this? And grandpa, does he know?

Song Qingyu actually admires Song Ning, she really doesn't know how the other party has managed to ignore her father and daughter for twenty years. obviously lived in the same city, but she never appeared in front of them once, and even did not hesitate to hide her name and give up Song Ning's identity.

Song Qingyu asked herself that she couldn't do this no matter what.

So for now, she is not ready to meet Song Ning.

This paternity test, Song Qingyu has no intention of opening it for the time being.

When Fu Wenzhou came back in the evening, he saw that the document placed on the coffee table in the living room did not have the slightest trace of being opened, and it was obvious that its owner had not touched it.

Fu Wenzhou stopped in place for a few seconds, paced over, picked up the lonely document on the coffee table and walked upstairs.

The table lamp in the bedroom was glowing with a faint halo, Song Qingyu was lying on the rattan chair sideways, looking at the night outside the window in a daze, the moon was reflected on her face through the glass window, and her already clear and beautiful facial features became more dazzling and exquisite.

She was so engrossed that she didn't even notice the sound of footsteps approaching.

Fu Wenzhou bent down and draped a cashmere blanket over her, and then dropped a light kiss on the end of her eyes.

The voice seemed to be rolling in the sand, with a rough texture: "It's cold at night, why do you wear so little." ”

Song Qingyu turned his head very slowly, his eyes collided with him, and his heart throbbed: "I forgot." ”

I forgot to wear it.

Fu Wenzhou's tone was helpless and doting: "Sister, why do you forget everything." ”

Song Qingyu lowered her eyes embarrassedly: "Not next time." ”

Fu Wenzhou said: "I saw a document on the coffee table, so I opened it and read it." ”

Song Qingyu was stunned: "You took it apart?" ”

Fu Wenzhou replied in a low voice: "It's dismantled, a paternity test, and the result is that you and Song Chen are not related by blood." ”

Song Qingyu thought about it for an afternoon and was so simple to say.

It doesn't seem that hard to accept?

Song Qingyu found that her heart was not turbulent, and she even had a hint of happiness.

It turned out that she really had nothing to do with Song Yuan, she didn't have the blood of that scum on her body.

Song Qingyu smiled slowly and said sincerely: "It's good." ”

Anyone's blood is stronger than Song Yuan's.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Do you say that Song Yuan knows that I am not his daughter?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark, and his voice was low: "I don't know." Or, don't dare and don't want to know. ”

"Why do you say that?"

Fu Wenzhou sneered: "Knowing how he still inherited the Song family's property justifiably, so even if he knew, he had to pretend not to know, he had a big quarrel with Song Ning in the delivery room back then, Song Ning may have said this in revenge, so he would have the idea of wanting Song Ning to die, otherwise once Song Ning wants to divorce him and the child is not his, then everything he has worked hard for so many years will be ruined." ”

After a pause, Fu Wenzhou sneered: "So he has to kill Song Ning, but what he didn't expect was that Song Ning would run." ”

Song Qingyu frowned and asked, "Then why didn't he tell me about this when I went to prison before?" ”

Fu Wenzhou squatted beside her, he was tall, even if he was squatting, he could look at Song Qingyu at eye level, and said with a smile: "My stupid sister, I can only take revenge on you if I don't tell you." ”

"What?" Song Qingyu was stunned.

Fu Wenzhou said: "As long as you are his daughter for a day, what he has done to you, you can't let go of what happened to you in childhood, he wants you to always remember how unbearable you were in the Song family because of him." ”

Song Qingyu's face sank, and her tone was a little cold: "You were too light-hearted. ”

This time it was Fu Wenzhou's turn to be stunned: "Don't you want me to do it......"

Song Qingyu stood up without any expression: "People like Song Yuan are not sorry to die. ”

"That's right." Fu Wenzhou agreed, his legs were a little numb after squatting for a long time, and he chuckled behind him: "Sister, pull me." ”

Song Qingyu stopped and looked back, looking at him funny: "The legs are almost good, and you still need someone to help you, is it so delicate Mr. Fu." ”

Fu Wenzhou's face was indifferent, and he opened his mouth to talk: "The main thing is that I want my sister to hold hands." ”

Song Qingyu looked down at him for a long time: "Call my sister a few more times." ”

Fu Wenzhou has never had any discipline in this regard: "Sister, sister, sister, sister, sister......"

His voice was low and sexy, and every time his sister passed through Song Qingyu's eardrums as if he had been electrified.

With such a voice and this handsome and inhumane face, Rao is Song Qingyu almost couldn't hold it.

She covered her lips and feigned coughing, but the reddish roots of her ears betrayed her.

"You...... Why are you so ......?"

In the end, she is thin-skinned, and Song Qingyu can't say these red-faced words without blushing and heartbeat like Fu Wenzhou.

took two steps forward, and gently raised his hand to hold Fu Wenzhou's outstretched palm, wanting to pull the person up.

She has very little strength, and this bit of strength is like tickling for Fu Wenzhou, and it doesn't play a role in helping at all.

But Fu Wenzhou didn't say anything, as if he was really pulled up by her, and while getting up, he used some force with his wrist to pull the person into his arms, and circled the person with one hand from behind.

Song Qingyu didn't expect his sudden movements, she was taken aback, and looked at him with disgust: "Aren't you able to get up." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyelids lifted slightly: "Didn't you say it, I want to hold my sister's hand, I want to hug my sister's waist, and I want to be hungry for my sister's body." ”

Song Qingyu: "...... You want to be shameless! ”

Fu Wenzhou chuckled, his voice was a little cynical: "If you want you, what do you want to do." ”