When Zhang Qiang heard Song Yunxuan's words, his whole body felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the expression in his eyes suddenly changed.
Song Yunxuan did not give him a chance to respond, so she spoke to the people present and said: "Miss Zhang, your father is here to testify against me for kidnapping his father and forcing him to make a will. You know him better than I do, so why not Can you tell me if what your father said is true?"
Following Song Yunxuan's voice, Zhang Qiang suddenly turned his head and looked at the people present in horror.
Even Song Yunqiang, who planned all this, looked at the people present in fear.
The crowd began to fall silent, and in this quiet atmosphere, a slim girl in her mid-twenties walked out of the crowd.
The girl had long hair tied into a ponytail. She was wearing a black women's suit and skirt, and there were faint tears in her big eyes.
When she saw Zhang Qiang, she sniffed and called out: "Dad..."
Zhang Qiang's heart suddenly shrank when he heard these words, and he was too sluggish to speak.
Song Yunqiang, who was next to him, asked him: "Is this your daughter?"
Zhang Qiang felt a sense of eerie fear all over his body, and his eyes looking at Song Yunxuan and the girl became very strange.
There was something in his throat, but he felt like he couldn't get it out.
Song Yunqiang asked him again: "Zhang Qiang, is this your daughter?"
The daughter said: "Dad, I am Yimin."
Zhang Qiang shook his body and immediately denied it: "No... no, she is not my daughter."
Tears flowed from Zhang Yimin's eyes. Then he opened the household registration book in his hand and showed it to the people around him: "This is my family's household registration book."
Zhang Qiang stiffened and just shook his head: "No, no, no, Yimin is not my daughter."
"Yimin is your daughter, Aqiang."
A heavy sigh came from the door.
Everyone followed the sighing sound and saw the door, and then found a man of about forty years old standing at the door.
The man had thick dark circles under his eyes.
Zhang Qiang looked at that person, his eyelids twitched heavily, and he couldn't help shouting: "Liu Wei!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone was instantly sure that the girl in front of them was indeed Zhang Qiang's daughter.
Zhang Qiang had said before that he had a good friend named Liu Wei. Now Liu Wei appeared and proved that this girl was indeed his daughter. Naturally, this girl was Zhang Qiang's daughter.
Liu Wei advised Zhang Qiang with some sadness: "Zhang Qiang, we have already agreed to stop. How could you be bribed to frame Song Yunxuan again? Do you still want to kill her?"
Zhang Qiang's face was pale. Hearing what Liu Wei said, he shook his head and asked him: "Liu Wei, didn't you tell me before? You shouldn't have said that?!"
Liu Wei advised her: "Zhang Qiang, we kidnapped Song Yan and wanted to blackmail the Song family, but now that Song Yan is dead, you still come to mix in the Song family's muddy waters. It's better now, we all have to go to prison to live." Half a lifetime."
Zhang Qiang didn't expect that things would suddenly turn around. He turned to look at the young girl: "Girl, don't talk nonsense!"
Zhang Yimin wiped the tears on his face and said: "Dad, Mom is dead. I have refused to use your money for so many years because your money is not clean and you have done enough bad things. Now you are collecting Hands, go to the police station and surrender?"
When Zhang Qiang heard Zhang Yimin say this, he felt incredible: "How can you, a girl, say this?"
"Dad, surrender yourself!"
Zhang Yimin urged.
Zhang Qiang suddenly looked at Song Yunxuan and scolded her: "You little bitch! You little bitch! It was you who set me up! It was you who made them betray me! Right?!"
Song Yunxuan walked towards him: "Zhang Qiang, this matter is not my fault, and I did not interfere. Justice belongs to the people. Your friends and your daughter will never lie!"
"Bitch! I'll kill you!!"
Zhang Qiang suddenly went crazy and pulled out the dagger from his waist.
The twenty-centimetre-long dagger was shining and dazzling, making a sharp arc in the air and suddenly cutting off Song Yunxuan's hair.
Behind him, there was a loud gunshot!
The neat swiping technique and skillful horizontal strokes stunned everyone present.
But the bang of the gun completely ended Zhang Qiang's obsession with killing Song Yunxuan.
A policeman still maintained his posture after firing a pistol from a distance.
Zhang Qiang fell at Song Yunxuan's feet with a bang.
Song Yunqiang looked at this scene and was so shocked that he couldn't move.
Gu Changle and the female guests who came were even more stunned.
Only a few male guests felt cold in their hearts when they saw Song Yunxuan coldly looking down at Zhang Qiang lying motionless on the ground.
She is only eighteen years old.
How could he escape from such a vicious frame-up so perfectly
She can also ask the criminal's daughter and friends to assist her.
It's not simple.
Zhang Qiang's body was bleeding from the gunshot wound at his feet, and both Zhang Yimin and Liu Wei looked a little frightened.
However, Song Yunxuan just stood and narrowed her eyes coldly.
He only got shot when he tried to stop her.
What does this shot mean compared to her deep hatred
She bled much more than he did in her previous life.
Chu Mochen walked quickly out of the crowd.
She knew she couldn't act so calm, so she stepped back weakly, intending to show that she was also scared.
However, a pair of strong arms immediately took her into his arms.
Chu Mochen's voice sounded from above her head, and he covered her eyes with his slender fingers: "You are bleeding, don't look at it."
A very steady and caring word.
Song Yunxuan calmed down immediately. She hugged his waist with both hands and buried her face in his chest.
Back then, her father Gu Cheng also covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing blood.
They all thought she was afraid of seeing blood, so they made excuses for her to faint when they covered her eyes.
But in fact, she doesn't feel dizzy or afraid of blood.
She was no longer afraid when Gu Changge's legs were amputated. At that time, she was touching the empty space on the bed, touching the place where her legs should have been, but there was nothing there. By that time, she was no longer afraid of anything.
What she was afraid of was just revenge without her life.
She lay silently on Chu Mochen's chest.
He only watched the farce end with cold eyes.
The thrilling ending of this funeral was unique in the entire Yuncheng.
Song Yunqiang's face turned pale.
Song Yunjia's heart seemed to stop beating in such a scene.
But Song Yunxuan just obediently and quietly was helped by Chu Mochen to finish the funeral and go home to rest.
Liu Wei and Zhang Yimin were brought back to take notes, and all follow-up work would be completed by Song Yunqiang alone.
He created the whole farce, and of course he can only end it.
Song Yunxuan was holding her forehead in the high-end Bentley car and had no intention of admiring the scenery outside the window.
Chu Mochen sat in the back seat of the Bentley with her.
Seeing that she was holding her forehead, he took her into his arms, then raised his hand to gently rub her forehead: "Have a headache?"
"It hurts so much."
she whispered.
Chu Mochen pressed his slightly cool lips on her forehead: "Since it hurts so much, why don't you do something relaxing?"
Song Yunxuan smiled, feeling a little helpless and melancholy: "If you don't have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries. If you live too easily in the Song family, you might not even know how you died in the end."
"You have me." Chu Mochen's voice was steady and magnetic, just like the best song Gu Changge had ever heard as a girl.
His words hit her chest silently, hitting her heart.
But Song Yunxuan just snuggled into his arms and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "I believe you can support me."
However, she never believed that a life with Shao Tianze would make her feel peaceful.
There are only four words between him and Shao Tianze: success or failure.
She lives and she wants to win.
As for Shao Tianze, he is going to die and lose.
She couldn't give up anymore. Being a good wife to Chu Mochen was a good way, but this good way was not something she could take if she wanted to.
"The Song family is in your hands."
Song Yunxuan closed her eyes and seemed to begin to obey him: "Don't worry, I will be stable for a while."
She will lead a seemingly stable life.
The subsequent turmoil in the Song family will not be resolved so easily. His eldest brother is always not as easy to be honest as he imagined.
She nestled in Chu Mochen's arms.
Chu Mochen saw that she was tired and kissed her hair gently: "Tonight, go back to our house."
"Can I say no?"
"No." He said without leaving any room.
Song Yunxuan was helpless and could only let his car drive her to the Chu family's house.
The old house of the Chu family was silent under the afternoon sun.
She felt a little dizzy when she got out of the car. Chu Mochen supported her from behind and said, "My dad is at home today. Please meet him."
Song Yunxuan was a little dissatisfied: "You should have told me earlier, I didn't even have time to prepare the gift."
"Our family doesn't lack the things you gave us." Chu Mochen put his arms around her shoulders, his eyes falling on her delicate facial features, but he seemed to have thought of something again, and said, "If you insist on giving them, why not just give them to me?" Give a more meaningful gift.”
"What?" she wondered.
Chu Mochen leaned forward, put his lips close to her ear, and said softly: "Child, my child."
Song Yunxuan felt a little itchy in her ears, and felt that it might not be appropriate to stay at the Chu family today.
He turned around immediately: "Suddenly I remembered that some things have not been dealt with yet. I will go back and deal with them first."
"If you have anything to do, we'll discuss it tomorrow. How can I let you go when you're already at the door?"
He picked her up and carried her to the Chu family mansion domineeringly.
Song Yunxuan was suddenly picked up. Her body was unstable, so she had to hold his neck with both hands: "I really have something to do."
"After meeting my dad, I will accompany you back to deal with it."
Song Yunxuan felt that it was a bit difficult, and she wrinkled her two thin eyebrows and looked at him angrily: "But..."
"Nothing but."
He carried her into the room. The servants at home were stunned when they saw Chu Mochen coming back with a girl in his arms.
Someone recognized Song Yunxuan's face and said with a smile: "Young Master Chu and Young Madam are back."
As soon as the servant finished speaking, a gentle and charming female voice came over: "Mother Chen, you are trying to lie to me again. Mo Chen is not married yet, where is the young lady?"
When Song Yunxuan heard this female voice, the soft look in her eyes disappeared, and her whole person became a little cold: "This seems... not Aunt Chu's voice, right?"