Eighty-seven, chance encounter

Han Jingxi swallowed her saliva, eager to hide Song Li and not let anyone see her beauty, "It's beautiful!" ”

Song Li took a look in front of the mirror, "I also think it's good, just buy this one." ”

"Okay." Han Jingxi nodded stunnedly, staring at Song Li for a moment.

Song Li glanced at Han Jingxi with a smile, "Stupid." ”

Xiao Duhan accompanied Song's father and Song's mother to visit the department store, and Song's father and Song's mother had been in a bad mood for the past two days, so he suggested that they come out to relax.

Mother Song was walking absentmindedly, and when she heard a familiar voice, she turned her head to look and saw Song Li who was talking to Han Jingxi, and was stunned for a moment, "Look, is that Song Li?" "That dead girl has changed so much that she almost doesn't recognize it.

Father Song and Xiao Duhan looked in the direction of Mother Song's finger, and sure enough, they saw Song Li.

"It's her, let's go find her." Father Song walked quickly in the direction of Song Li, and the man beside her was extraordinary at first glance.

Song Li took another piece of clothing handed over by Han Jingxi and walked towards the fitting room.

"Song Li." Song's father and Song's mother ran quickly to Song Li and stopped her.

Xiao Duhan didn't expect to see Song Li here, and looked at her in surprise. In the past few days, he would go to the courtyard where Song Li lived every day, but he didn't go in.

Song Li frowned, "It's you." ”

"What is your attitude? We've been raising you for twenty years. Father Song yelled unhappily. Although she basically lived with her grandparents for the past 20 years, and did not return home until she was fifteen years old, they did not give her a penny of food and clothing.

At the beginning, they took the newborn Song Li home, and one day a Taoist priest came to the door and told them that this woman was destined to be killed, and staying by their side would kill them, and his mother immediately asked them to send Song Li away, and they sent Song Li to her grandfather's house.

It wasn't until she was fifteen years old that her grandparents passed away and they took her back home. Maybe it was also because of the words of the Taoist priest that they didn't like Song Li very much, and later learned that she was not their daughter, so they immediately broke off their relationship with her.

Han Jingxi stepped forward and blocked in front of Song Li, Leng Yuan's eyes were cold.

Father Song and Mother Song were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

Yun Junmo and the three of them, who were not far away, also ran over and protected Song Li's side.

"Mr. Yun! Lady Cloud! You're here too, huh? Seeing Father Yun and Mica, Mother Song's eyes showed surprise, she went to the Yun family several times, but she was kicked out, she really wanted to see Shuangshuang, she wanted to see her, and wanted to know if she was doing now.

"What do you want to do with my daughter?" Mica looked at Song's father and Song's mother unhappily, with an innate majesty all over her body. She had sent someone to investigate all the things they had done to her daughter.

"Your daughter?" Mother Song and Father Song were stunned for a moment.

"Isn't your daughter Frosty?" Mother Song reacted and asked.

Mica sneered, "Don't you know if she's my daughter?" ”

"But you came to my house to recognize it in person, and you did a paternity test, why is Frost not your daughter?" Mother Song was anxious. Frost said that she used Song Li's hair to do a paternity test with the Yun family couple, and they were sure that she was their daughter, how could they find out that Frost was not their daughter's, and what happened to Frost Frost now?

"Paternity test?" Mica snorted coldly, "Aren't you very clear about what that paternity test is about?" ”

Mother Song's eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at Mica, "How is Frost now?" ”

Mica ignored Mother Song, turned her head to look at Song Li, "You go and try on clothes, Mom and Dad will deal with them." "She won't let her daughter suffer a little more grievances.