Rongchen really knew nothing about the international wanted order. He was only focused on experiments now. He originally thought that everything was ready, but he did not expect that one of the researchers in charge of the key parts suddenly had an emergency.

Rongchen, who was sure to win, almost knocked the researcher down without a single shot. This was the first time he was so impulsive in many years.

But even so, it was useless, and the experiment time was forced to be postponed again. The person who was most happy to learn about this news was naturally Song Yiran. That day, when Rong Chen came to visit her, she laughed at him without hesitation and slammed him proudly.

Song Yiran still remembered Rong Chen's expression at that time. His hands were clenched into fists, and his temples were beating one after another. He was obviously an extremely angry expression, but when Song Yiran thought he would shoot him, he suddenly calmed down.

At that time, Rongchen was silent and said nothing, and then put down the food and turned around and left.

Song Yiran was very disappointed. She thought she could finally stimulate Rongchen. She could finally vent her slightest without seeing that calm face.

What a pity.

"Click."

Song Yiran was just thinking about it and the door was pushed open again. Seeing Rong Chen who had come in with food as usual, Song Yiran couldn't help but cramps in the corners of his eyes.

She had already stimulated him so much. Can this person still see her with food so calmly?

With the exchange of positions, Song Yiran probably has worked hard for a long time. Who cares whether you have food or not, whether you have to die or not, will she not take the initiative to come to see someone’s face.

"Why are you still coming? There are so many people here, you don't necessarily need to come to deliver the meal in person? Or is it that I didn't stimulate you enough yesterday? Oh no, maybe you are a trembling m."

Song Yiran looked at Rongchen with a provocative look on his face, and saw that his face was calm and the light in his eyes became even thicker.

"You definitely don't know what jiu m is. I'll explain it to you. Alas, who made me so kind and kind?"

Song Yiran sighed helplessly, but her expression was filled with unconcealed mockery. This time she didn't see Rong Chen's reaction and slowly explained the meaning of shaking m.

"The so-called shaking m means masochism, and it means super masochism. How about it, is it very consistent with your current situation?"

Song Yiran raised her head and looked at Rongchen carelessly. Her eyes widened, not letting go of any subtle expression of Rongchen.

"Don't worry, my experiment will not be postponed for long. There is no problem with a researcher without a substitute. As long as he doesn't die, the experiment will definitely continue. I have a lot of medicines to keep working if you are sick."

Rongchen said slowly, not at all affected by what Song Yiran said just now.

On the contrary, Song Yiran was almost furious after hearing Rong Chen's words. Why did she forget that this man was a pervert and a demon?

He could sacrifice anything for experimentation, let alone a small researcher!

"Bastard, you won. But don't be proud, Li Shaoyan will definitely find this place. You'd better start your experiment quickly, otherwise he will catch you off guard."

"Okay, don't think about this. My experiment will begin soon, and I will let you witness the miracles with your own eyes. I have no mistake in my choice, and I will prove this to you."

Rong Chen looked at Song Yiran. To be precise, he was looking at others through Song Yiran. Such nostalgic, soft, and somewhat paranoid eyes made Song Yiran feel particularly uncomfortable.

She suddenly felt that Rongchen was not talking to her, he was...

Song Yiran couldn't help but shivered. She didn't expect Rong Chen to be so paranoid. He had become obsessed with his mother's feelings and what happened back then, and even regarded himself as his mother, wanting to prove to her that his decision was not wrong.

This madman, a complete madman!

"Rongchen, see clearly that I am Song Yiren and Mu Wanyue. My mother is dead because of your stubbornness and persistence that force her to run away from home. Then she met Song Haotian, the scumbag, and was eventually set by his wife to death."

Song Yiran looked at Rongchen, and said in a calm tone.

The nostalgia in Rongchen's eyes gradually faded away, and his eyes became cold again. He stared at Song Yiran calmly, and spoke slowly after a few seconds.

"I know, you are Wanyue's daughter. She is no longer here, I have always known it. But it doesn't matter, and you are also you. Even if you are only seven or eight percent similar to Wanyue, you are also her daughter. It's okay to prove all this to you."

"You are fucking crazy! You coward, you don't dare to admit that your failure is so you use this paranoid and perverted method to deceive others. Do you think your experiment will change if everything that happened in the past is successful? Do you think my mother will live and forgive you?"

Song Yiran said gritting his teeth, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

Seeing Rongchen's increasingly ugly face, she still felt uncomfortable and continued to accuse her without hesitation.

"You just dare not admit it, you dare not admit that your stubbornness and conceit caused my mother's death. You can't accept this fact, so you are paranoid and want to prove that you are right. Prove that your mother was wrong and that she would leave and die. Prove that all this has nothing to do with you. Why don't you abandon everything for experiments? Bah, don't pretend to be noble."

"You just can't accept the fact that you indirectly killed your beloved woman. You are a coward, a coward!"

Song Yiran's tone suddenly increased, and his sharp voice cut open Rongchen's heart like a sharp blade.

His face became ugly, as if dead. His eyes instantly turned bloody and he stared at Song Yiran fiercely. In his red eyes, murderous aura filled his anger.

"No, everything I did was to prove to Wanyue. Prove her wrong decision at the beginning and prove that I was not wrong. I just stick to my ideals, and Wanyue should not question it."

"Look, you said that yourself, right? No matter how many excuses and reasons you find, it is the fact that you indirectly kill my mother!"

Song Yiran accused him without hesitation and spoke righteously. He looked at Rongchen coldly, like a judge. He looked at Rongchen with a painful and desperate expression, watched him shaken, and watched him fall into conflicts and disputes.

The corners of her lips were curled up little by little, with the pleasure of revenge.

"Rongchen, you killed your beloved woman. And the experiment you thought you would abandon all your whole body and devote yourself to will eventually end in failure. If you lose everything, it will be nothing in the end. Haha, did you not expect that such a miserable ending would be like this?"

Song still felt that it was not enough, so he continued to exaggerately mocking Rongchen loudly.

"Shut up!"

Rongchen suddenly became furious and waved his hand to sweep all the bowls and chopsticks on the table to the ground. The crackling sounds were endless, extremely harsh.

Song Yiran sat on the chair unmoved, without even blinking his eyelashes. He looked straight at Rongchen with a sarcastic and malicious smile.

It seemed that no matter what he did, she was just a clown, and she didn't care at all.

Rong Chen gasped heavily and stared at Song Yiran with murderous intent. His blood-red eyes looked particularly terrifying. Suddenly, his gaze blurred for a moment. The person in front of him became Mu Wanyue, who had just fallen in love at the age of 18.

She was wearing a beautiful cheongsam and hired Tingting, graceful and graceful. She stood quietly in the garden with a beautiful smile, even more dazzling than the beautiful flowers.

She slowly raised her head, staring at herself with gentle and clear eyes. The corners of her lips rose little by little, and just as her smile was about to appear, she suddenly freezes.

Mu Wanyue's expression became ferocious, and her eyes were filled with hatred. She glared at her fiercely, as if she wanted to let Rongchen die.

"Wanyue, Wanyue."

Rong Chen called Mu Wanyue's name with a painful expression, his eyes were blurred. In Song Yiran's eyes, he was completely trapped in hallucinations.

She smiled coldly, watching the pitiful and hateful man immersed in the memories of the past and blamed himself in pain.

He deserves it!

Rongchen's brows were even more tight, and his eyes were filled with fear and eagerness. The scene in front of him changed again, becoming the scene of Mu Wanyue standing alone in front of the door. Behind her was a low and dilapidated room, and suddenly, a fire broke out. The fire spread behind Mu Wanyue, but she seemed to have no idea, and still stood quietly in front of the door with her frown on her brows.

Rongchen wanted to remind him, and wanted to shout to let Mu Wanyue leave!

But he couldn't make any sound, and his voice seemed to be pinching by an invisible big hand. He was not allowed to make any sound, and a dull and desperate aura came to his face.

The fire suddenly rushed up, and the tongue of fire wrapped Mu Wanyue. She was still standing quietly, with a little smile in her eyes.

Rongchen stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Mu Wanyue out.

Wanyue, Wanyue!

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but the fire did not respond. Gradually, the smile on his face turned into pain, the burning hair smelled pungent and burning, and there were crying for help and the cry of the children everywhere.

"Wanyue, no!"

Rongchen finally found his voice, but could only watch his beloved woman die in pain and despair and then disappear into the fire.

Rongchen, who had woken up, seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and was sweating all over. His face was pale, and there were even tears condensed in his eyes. He suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly staggered back after seeing the sneer at the corner of Song Yiran's lips.

"Why, are you guilty?"

Song Yiran sneered and looked at Rongchen with an aggressive look.

He suddenly turned around and left stumbled away. The doors collided heavily, making a loud clanging sound. Song Yiran sat on the sofa and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mom, look, there is a lunatic here. He has let you down for so many years of love, and forced you to leave the Mu family and leave your grandfather, and will eventually be in the hands of the scumbag Song Haotian. Are you happy to see Rongchen regretting it now?"

However, no one answered Song Yiran's question, and she didn't seem to need an answer.

As long as the man is in pain and despair, it is enough.

She thought that Rongchen's current state is so unstable, so it would not be possible for people to start the experiment. Although I don't know when Li Shaoyan and the others will find this place, at least Song Xiaobao will be safe in a short period of time.

This is the only thing she can do now.
Chapter completed!