"Baby, don't worry about Song Ming. Even if you want to kill Yun Huizhen, he won't dare to say anything."

Li Shaoyan's domineering promise was that Song Yiran lay in his arms and couldn't help laughing. He was worthy of being his man, and he was indeed manly enough.

"Since Yun Huizhen killed my mother and wanted to kill me for the Song family, I will make her have nothing. Let her know that even if she has done everything, she will not get what she wants."

Song Yiran's tone was a little more indifferent, as sharp as a blade.

"Okay, I support whatever baby wants."

Li Shaoyan patted Song Yiran's back and whispered in her ear for a long time. Seeing that Song Yiran's expression gradually relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief. He caressed her short hair lovingly, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, as if Song Yiran was his most cherished treasure.

"Well, I'll call Song Ming back. He is in great pain now. Since I want to deal with his mother, of course it's better to notify him."

"kindness."

Li Shaoyan patted Song Yiran's head, left the space for her, and then got up to go to the study. He also wanted to make arrangements. Although there was a Song Ming in the Song family, he was more than him who could speak. Of course, there was also the Yun family. Although the Yun family was not as good as the four major families, they still had a certain status and strength in Country A.

Yun Huizhen is from their Yun family. If she wants to touch her, she naturally needs to ensure that the Yun family will not stop her.

In the dimly lit bar, the deafening music made my mind hurt. At the bar, Song Ming sat alone in a high chair and poured wine one cup after another.

The spicy liquid went down the throat, as if it was about to burn the internal organs. The handsome face was gloomy, and the sharp eyes were full of murderous aura, which made the women around who wanted to catch Kaizi tremble in fear and detour.

He said everything, and Song Yiran had no response.

Yes, what can she respond?

Her mother died, and she almost died. All of this was thanks to Yun Huizhen and his mother! Song Yiran was shocked and it was right not to talk to her anymore.

If it were him, if he knew where the murderer who killed his mother was, he would have rushed over and shot him to break the person. He would have hated him, and he would have wanted to kill that person and vent his anger for Song Yiran.

But he couldn't.

He raised his head and drank the wine in one go. The wine that he had no time to swallow overflowed from the corners of his lips and slid across his jaw into his collar. He looked extremely sexy and wild and charming.

"Bang."

He smashed the empty cup hard on the bar counter, just as he wanted the bartender to give him another glass, when the phone on the bar suddenly vibrated.

Xiaoran.

Looking at the two words flashing on the screen, Song Ming's expression suddenly became stiff. A trace of nervousness filled his heart. He noticed his emotions and smiled with a little self-deprecating smile.

The world's top killer is even nervous?

Haha, who will believe it if you tell me it!

He stared at his phone tightly until the ringtone would stop the next second, Song Ming answered the phone. Song Yiran's slightly hoarse voice came from his listening. Song Ming opened his mouth, but felt a dry throat in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

"I've thought about it."

The simple four words made Song Ming feel extremely heavy. He took several deep breaths in a row before calming down his emotions and responding in an extremely low and hoarse voice.

"Say it, I'll listen."

"I want them to divorce, and the Song family will issue a statement, and from then on, I will never interact with the Yun family. In addition, I will also let Yun Huizhen enter the newspaper and publicly apologize to my mother and me."

Song Yiran said word by word, her request was not too much, even Song Ming felt so.

He thought that with Song Yiran's temper, he would definitely rush to the Song family without saying a word to kill Yun Huizhen to pay for his life. But he did not expect that she would make such a request.

Song Ming's voice became hoarse, with a little bitterness: "Is this because of me?"

Hearing the self-blame and guilt in Song Ming's tone, Song Yiran pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Don't put gold on your face. Who is Song Yiran? How can you see others' face? I just don't want the grudge to continue. Moreover, my mother has been dead for many years. What if Yun Huizhen pays her life? I have killed enough people and don't want to kill them anymore. At least, I have to accumulate virtue for my two treasures."

Hearing that Song Yiran was comforting himself, Song Ming's eyes suddenly became soft, and even his eyes turned red when he didn't know.

He has always had a weak relationship with his family and friends, and has lacked the closeness he should have since childhood. He originally thought he would always be like this, but he did not expect that all the few passions were given to Song Yiran, who had only met several times. Facts proved that his choice was right.

Because Song Yiran also gave her warmth to herself.

A killer will long for warmth and thank the person who gives him warmth. It may be funny to say it out loud. But the truth is, it is.

"Xiaoran, thank you."

Song Ming's voice trembled a little, and Song Yiran felt uncomfortable when he heard it. He smiled casually and said haha, chatted a few more times, found an excuse and hung up the phone.

Li Shaoyan got down from the upper floor and saw Song Yiran lying on the sofa staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Are you ready to negotiate?"

"kindness."

Song Yiran responded lazily, squinting his eyes and wondering what he was thinking. Li Shaoyan walked over a few steps, pulled the person up and hugged him tightly into his arms.

"Since you have decided what to do, don't be confused, and don't show such an expression of not knowing where to go. You are Song Yiran, my woman Li Shaoyan."

"Tsk, there's no need for you to reiterate, I know."

Song Yiran tickled in anger. Although her tone was full of disgust, there was a happy smile on the corner of her lips. Perhaps even she herself had never noticed it.

"Okay, it's time to pick up the babies home."

Li Shaoyan patted Song Yiran's face and signaled her to get up and clean up. Because his baby was in a bad mood, Li Shaoyan planned to bring back his baby's daughter and son in advance so that the family would be lively and dispel Song Yiran's depression.

Of course, Song Yiran knew Li Shaoyan's intentions. He felt warm in his heart, and got up to wash his face, and then drove to Xingyu Primary School to pick up their two treasures.

Time flies, and the next day is soon coming.

Li Shaoyan did not go to the company, but drove Song Yiran to the Song family.

Yun Huizhen felt guilty about the second visit of the two of them in two days, especially after Song Ming learned the truth.

Sitting on the sofa with uneasiness, even Song Yiran did not accuse her and did not give her a look when she came in.

This time, Song Haotian and Song Ming were both there.

Song Ming naturally knew what Song Yiran and Li Shaoyan were going to do, so he didn't speak up, and sat calmly on the side as a spectator.

"I knew that my mother was burned to death by you. As it turned out, my guess was always correct. Tsk tsk, your heart is really cruel."

Song Yiran looked at Yun Huizhen with a sarcastic look on her face, and couldn't help but hold her hands tightly, as if she was afraid that she would jump out and shoot her in the next second.

Li Shaoyan stretched out his hand and held Song Yiran without showing any expression, giving her silent warmth and care.

Yun Huizhen is not stupid enough to defend her. She relies on her being Song Ming’s mother and the daughter of the Yun family, even though she is afraid, she does not have more fear.

People have been dead for so many years, but Song still can't do anything to him anymore.

So, she is not afraid.

"Aren't you worried that my mother would rob Song Haotian from you, and I would rob Song's property with your son and daughter? Don't you want to guard this family and be your Mrs. Song? Do you think that if you kill my mother, you can rest assured that you can rest assured?"

Song Yiran sneered, staring at Yun Huizhen with extremely sharp eyes.

"What do you...you want to do?"

After all, this place is the Song family. If Song Yiran dares to do anything to her, she will ask the bodyguard to kill her first.

"I didn't want to do anything. I just think that Mrs. Song, you have done so much. If you don't let others see your power, it would be a pity. I believe that once your methods are made public, those women who are as pitiful as you will be saved."

Song Yiran smiled sarcastically, his eyes full of meaning.

Song like this is still like a resentful spirit climbing up from the depths of hell, but his sweet smile is the most vicious fruit.

Yun Huizhen couldn't help but tremble and her face turned pale.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Oh."

Song Yiran sneered, looking at Yun Huizhen's fearless and anxious, but she just didn't speak, and didn't give her a happy time. This method of cutting flesh with a blunt knife is really too happy.

"Actually, I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted you to divorce Song Haotian..."

Song Yiran finished her request slowly, and leisurely took the tea on the coffee table and took a sip. It was not the smell she was used to, Song Yiran frowned slightly, put down the cup and stopped drinking it.

Yun Huizhen came back from the shock and stood up and stared at Song Yiran fiercely.

"Why do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Even if you have the Li family behind you, you can't do this. I am the daughter of the Yun family and the daughter-in-law of the Song family. If you want to touch me, let's see if these two families are willing."

Yun Huizhen tried her best to make herself look confident, but let alone others, even she knew how unreliable what she said was.

Even if she is the daughter of the Yun family, she is still married. Could the Yun family be right to the Li family for a married daughter? The answer is naturally no.

Not to mention the Song family, Song Haotian didn't care about anything, and Song Ming would not help Yun Huizhen. As long as he maintained this tough alliance to the end, no matter how unwilling Yun Huizhen could only do what Song Yiran said.

"Okay, I won't say much nonsense. You can leave quickly and don't get annoyed in front of me."

Song Yiran said mercilessly, and Yun Huizhen's face became even more ugly. She stared at Song Yiran in anger and opened her mouth to say something, but Song Haotian, who was beside her, spoke first.

"Just do what you said."

Obviously, this sentence was said to Song Haotian to Song Yiran. There was no suspense about his attitude. Song Yiran was too lazy to give him a look and looked at Yun Huizhen aggressively.

Even her husband said this, Yun Huizhen treated Song Ming as the last straw. She turned around and saw her son drinking tea as if he was not concerned about his own affairs.

"Song Ming, say something! I am your mother, do you even want to help that little bitch?"
Chapter completed!