But what
But she has nothing! Until now, she still couldn't figure out that Song Yaoyao was no longer the poor little girl who let them bully her.
Now, it's their Song family who want to curry favor with Song Yaoyao!
"you you… "
Zhou Manli was so frightened by his ferocious, cannibalistic eyes that she backed away again and again, feeling extremely guilty.
She opened her mouth and said angrily, "What's the use of being fierce to me? It's as if you treated her like your own daughter!"
It wasn't her who went, Song Rui went, didn't Song Yaoyao also disappear
"Oh, you still have the face to say it? Didn't I tell you not to be so partial, but what about you? Did you do what I said?"
"Why didn't I follow it? Am I short of her food, or short of her clothes?!"
There was a quarrel in the living room, accompanied by the sound of smashing things, and the screaming and crying of women.
Song Weiwei stood upstairs, hesitating whether to go down and stop it.
The next second, his pupils constricted, and he saw Zhou Manli grabbing a fruit knife.
She reflexively rushed down.
But the wrist was grasped tightly in an instant.
Song Weiwei turned her head in astonishment, and met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.
The girl's small face was beautiful and gentle, but the glint in her eyes made one feel cold all over.
"What are you doing? Let me go! You didn't see..."
"ah!"
The screams reached her ears, and Song Weiwei closed her eyes suddenly, her scalp numb.
She didn't dare to see what was going on.
As soon as the wrist was loosened, the people around him quickly ran downstairs.
"Mom, mom, are you okay? Mom..."
Song Weiwei stood at the top of the stairs, her eyes darkened for a while.
Zhou Manli fell into a pool of blood, while Song Rui was sitting on the ground, clutching his bleeding arm.
Dark clouds covered the moon, dark and opaque.
Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.
"Miss Song, there is something interesting, do you want to hear it?"
"Huh? What?"
Song Yaoyao closed the book and looked at Huo Jiu curiously.
"Your mother... oh no, it should be the adoptive mother, paralyzed."
"paralysis?"
Song Yaoyao was surprised, "What's the reason?"
After that, Song Yaoyao listened to Huo Jiu explain the ins and outs.
Of course, she didn't miss the flash of pleasure in Huo Jiu's eyes.
"It really is-"
Song Yaoyao smacked her lips, and came up with an description, "A dog bites a dog, it's a mouthful."
It's hard to imagine that a person like Song Rui would even lose his mind when he is provoked.
Song Wenchuan is very busy these days.
He opened the drawer, and there were a few pieces of paper inside, with vigorous and unruly handwriting.
It's a character he can never imitate.
However, the other personality in his body has not appeared for a long time.
At first, Song Wenchuan was lucky and went to consult a psychiatrist. The answer was that he was healed.
But later, Song Wenchuan became more and more tired and began to miss that 'person'.
Just imagine, as long as you sleep, all difficulties will be solved when you wake up.
This is a good wish that everyone will have when they encounter difficulties, right? But Song Wenchuan had it before.
The father was taken away by the police for investigation, and there is a high probability that he will be sentenced. The mother was paralyzed in bed and became a disabled person.
The family fell apart overnight.
Even the superficial peace can no longer be maintained.
The Song family became the butt of jokes in the upper class, but fortunately the news was suppressed and not posted on the Internet.
He closed the drawer, frowned, and went to the hospital again.
Zhou Manli's condition was very bad, her mood was unstable, and she needed a sedative to calm her down.