"Isn't everything I did right? Am I not thinking about you? Letting that bitch and her little bastard live will only remind me of the fact that my husband betrayed me, and will constantly remind me that when she grows up, she will compete with my son and daughter for everything in this family. How could I allow that kind of person to exist? It is absolutely impossible!"

Yun Huizhen stared at her eyes with a vicious look on her face, as if she was wearing a mask with a green face and fangs.

Song Ming stared at her coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger. His sharp gaze made Yun Huizhen's excited emotions cool instantly, and he stared at the strange expression that his son had never had before.

"You...what's your eyes? I...I'm your mother!"

"Yeah?"

Song Ming curled his lips and showed a cold and ruthless smile. In Yun Huizhen's fearful gaze, he said word by word: "I would rather have never had a mother like you."

After leaving a few words coldly, Song Ming didn't even look at Yun Huizhen, who was completely stunned, turned around and left.

"Song Haotian, you said something! Didn't you see your son treating me like that?"

Yun Huizhen turned around and stared at Song Haotian with anger, with a strong face. Song Haotian only looked at her coldly, and left without saying anything.

"Bang, dong! Everyone treats me as a person? I am the hostess of this family, why do you all give me a cold face!"

No one would care about her except those trembling servants.

As he drove the car to the limit, Song Ming's face was gloomy and terrible.

He knew that Yun Huizhen was not a kind person, but he didn't expect that she was so vicious that she would not even let a seven-year-old child go. If it weren't for everything she did to Song Yiran, how could she be taken away by the killer organization at a young age and trained to become a killer!

He himself is also a killer, and he also knows how bloody devil training he needs to go through to become a qualified killer. It is a life of death, a life he has been saved from the pile of dead people.

Song Ming could not imagine how perseverance a child who was only seven years old and didn't know anything survived the cruel killer elimination. Song Yiran was obviously a girl, and he should have thought that Song Muyun had parents who loved him and had a wealth of wealth and wealth, and he didn't have to worry about survival at all.

As his elder brother, he knew nothing. He almost died of seven-year-old sister and experienced so many cruel things.

Song Ming regretted it very much, regretting that he had not taken good care of Song Yiran.

Although he was angry and even wanted to kill someone, he could do nothing to Yun Huizhen. After all, she was her own mother, and even if there were so many mistakes, she had given birth to him.

This is the most contradictory thing about Song Ming.

The car speed increased again without realizing it. Apart from using the speed of venting, Song Ming didn't know what else he could do.

After finally getting home, Song Yiran spread her directly on the sofa. Although she went to the Song family and found Yun Huizhen unhappy, she felt very happy, but she was still very tired.

"Hurry, pour me a glass of water."

Song Yiran lazily ordered Li Shaoyan who came in later, and looked helplessly at Song Yiran, who was lying on the sofa like a pool of meat paste, turned around and went into the kitchen to accept the Queen's orders.

A few minutes later, Li Shaoyan returned to the living room with hot milk, reached out and pulled Song Yiran into his arms, sat down and handed over the milk.

"Drink quickly, don't leave it."

Song Yiran frowned with disgust, and finally drank all the glass of milk obediently. He returned the cup to Li Shaoyan, and Song Yiran leaned directly into his arms, as if he had no bones.

Li Shaoyan is still very helpful for his own baby's whole-body dependence.

"What would you do if Yun Huizhen admitted that she ordered people to set fire to us and caused a car accident to kill you?"

Li Shaoyan stroked Song Yiran's smooth short hair with one hand, and asked unconsciously, his gaze drooping slightly, and he could clearly see Song Yiran's thin white face as white as porcelain.

Her eyelashes are long, curly and curly, and are curled upwards. They look like natural wings, and they don’t need mascara to coat them at all. The nose is very straight and beautiful like a mountain. The cherry red lips are indescribable when they are slightly opened.

Li Shaoyan only felt his throat tightening and subconsciously made a swallowing move.

Just as he was about to kiss Fangze, Song Yiran's cell phone suddenly rang. The person in his arms sat up and leaned over and grabbed the phone on the coffee table and glanced at it.

Song Ming.

Song Yiran frowned slightly, a little surprised. He answered the phone casually, and then leaned back into Li Shaoyan's arms. He held the corner of his mouth, as if he was very happy.

"Xiao Ran."

Hearing Song Ming's slightly tired and hoarse and low voice, Song Yiran subconsciously was stunned. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and his hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Since the last time I had dinner with Song Ming, Song Yiran started calling Brother Song Ming. Now he has long been used to it, and even if he calls, he doesn't feel awkward at all.

"Xiao Ran, I'm sorry."

Song Ming said softly, his tone full of bitterness.

"Brother, what's wrong? What happened? Where are you?"

Listening to Song Yiran's anxious tone, Li Shaoyan couldn't help but frown. He subconsciously hugged the person in his arms and gave her speechless comfort.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"What the hell is going on? Your voice sounds very wrong. Is something happening? Tell me, I can help you."

The more silent Song Ming was, the more anxious Song was. Although she didn't meet Song Ming much, she knew him very well. What must have happened to make Song Ming show such a fragile posture.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"What are you sorry for me? Song Ming, can you speak clearly?"

Song Yiran was angry, his tone became a little heavier, and his anger was faintly revealed. Song Ming smiled bitterly on the phone, with an indescribable obscure and helplessness.

"I got it, I heard it overwhelmed. I heard that you and Yan were back home, so I planned to go back for lunch together. But I heard my mother say that the fire that killed my aunt and the car accident that left you missing were all planned and arranged by her."

Song Ming said in a low voice, his tone full of pain, and every word was particularly difficult.

Song Yiran's body suddenly became stiff. Although he had already had such a guess, he still felt angry when he heard the exact answer in his own mouth.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoran, I'm sorry."

Song Ming was still apologizing, but Song Yiran held his phone tightly and looked pale and couldn't say a word.

Li Shaoyan frowned even more, and he didn't want to take her phone directly from Song Yiran's hand and speak for her: "Song Ming, no matter what you said to her, let's do it now."

He said in a cold tone, hung up the phone and turned off the phone, and threw it on the sofa.

"baby."

Li Shaoyan pressed Song Yiran's shoulder with both hands, pulled her over, and faced him.

He couldn't help but soften his tone and looked at the pale Song Yiran worriedly and anxiously. Now he really hated that Song Yiran's mobile phone was of good quality, and he couldn't hear a slight sound.

It's so damn!

"Baby, Ranran, what happened? Are you okay?"

Li Shaoyan hugged Song Yiran in his arms and gently stroked her stiff back. Under his comfort, Song Yiran gradually calmed down. He leaned obediently in his arms, and subconsciously hugged Li Shaoyan's waist.

"Be good, no matter what happens, I will be with you."

Li Shaoyan's tone was extremely serious and firm, comforting Song Yiran well.

"I knew that my mother must have been killed by Yun Huizhen. That vicious woman, she could do everything."

After being silent for a long time, Song Yiran suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Li Shaoyan suddenly understood what Song Ming had said on the phone, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. If Yun Huizhen were in front of him at this moment, she would probably have been dismantled.

"I actually can't figure it out. My mother is the eldest lady of the Mu family, so why would she fall in love with a man like Song Haotian? What's good about him? She is not a man without responsibility and fickle. In my memory, my mother is very gentle and kind, but also very stubborn. She has always been very nice to me. Although I don't have a father, in my heart, I always feel that as long as my mother stays with me, it's enough."

Song Yiran sighed and slowly told Li Shaoyan about his past, his mother and doubts he had never told others.

"I once asked my mom why I don't have a father. I remember what my mom told me at the time was that I have a father. But I was not my father because I was an illegitimate daughter. She said that when she was with my dad, she didn't know that he was married and had children. Later, she found out, so she took me away. We were all far away and would never pose any threat to Yun Huizhen, but she still refused to let us go. She was so cruel, I hated her."

Song Yiran couldn't help but clench his hands, his eyes full of severity and hatred.

Li Shaoyan couldn't help feeling distressed, and hugged Song Yiran into his arms even harder, gently stroked her back, and constantly comforted her.

"Don't be angry, I will feel distressed if I get angry. No matter what you want to do to Yun Huizhen, I will not stop you. Even if you want to kill her, I will stop Song Ming from interfering."

"What's the use? My mother has been dead for many years."

Song Yiran curled her lips and showed a sarcastic smile. If it weren't for Song Ming, she might have killed Yun Huizhen without hesitation. But now... if Yun Huizhen is really killed, how should she face Song Ming?

It’s not that she is soft-hearted, but that she is really tired.

She really doesn't want to do such dirty and entangled things and revenge again. But she is unwilling to accept it, and she is unwilling to love her mother and dies like that.

Because of entanglement, it is painful.

Song Yiran didn't know what he should do, so he could only hold Li Shaoyan tightly, absorbing the temperature on his body, so that his painful heart could be relieved.

Looking at Song Yiran in his arms with distress, Li Shaoyan wanted to shoot Yun Huizhen with one shot. Even if Song Ming was his brother, he didn't care!
Chapter completed!