"Emperor Yang Qing, you must provide evidence when you speak. My granddaughter is dead, and I don't want you to let her die in peace!" Mr. Song suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked Liu Boyang coldly. [——Boiling Literature

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"Hmph! Evidence?! Old man, to be honest, my intuition has always been very accurate! I feel that there is a spy in your Song family, who set up a trap to kill Jia Yao! If you trust me, can you let me do it today?

Take Jia Yao away? I promise to get to the bottom of the matter and give you a satisfactory answer within one day!" Liu Boyang said.

"How presumptuous! You're talking without any basis. Just take her away if you say you'll take her away?" Although Mr. Song has settled the differences with Liu Boyang, his stubborn nature still exists. He believes that this will never happen in the Song family dominated by him.

What a mole!

"Old man, I can't help you if you don't believe me, but I have to remind you that you have walked on more bridges than I have walked on until this day. You must also know that there is a saying that you know people and faces but you don't know them.

Heart! You can't trust the people around you too much! Sometimes for the sake of profit, you can't even trust your own son!" Liu Boyang said coldly.

"I... hum! Emperor Yang Qing, as I said before, my granddaughter is dead. I won't let you mess with her body for such a ridiculous excuse. If you want to convince me, that's not the case.

No, but you have to come up with evidence! Without evidence, even if I agree to let you take a gamble, I can't convince so many people in the Song family!" Mr. Song said firmly!

"Is that the evidence?" Liu Boyang sneered, turned around to look for it, and suddenly took the cup on the bedside table that Song Jiayao had drank half a glass of water from last night, and sniffed it gently. It was colorless and odorless.

But Liu Boyang was not a person who had never seen the world. He walked to the window with the cup in his hand, and with the dazzling sunlight outside, he saw the colorful reflective ripples rippling on the surface of the water. Liu Boyang unconsciously felt angry in his heart.

He clenched the cup tightly and said to Mr. Song: "This glass of water has been tampered with. If you don't believe it, Mr. Song, I can find someone to send over an appraisal report later!"

When Mr. Song heard this, he was furious. He was about to open his neck and call the nanny who was responsible for serving Song Jiayao's food. Liu Boyang interrupted him abruptly and said: "Old man, don't worry, as long as you believe that I didn't fool you, Jiayao

I have to take her away today, otherwise she will really clear up her grievances. The Song family has a lot of things going on today, so you should handle those people well! If I don’t give Jia Yao justice, I swear I won’t be a human being!"

Mr. Song said: "Then what are you waiting for? Take Jia Yao away, but I warn you not to let anything happen to her. She must be sent back to me within one day!"

"No problem!" Liu Boyang nodded, turned around and gently lifted the quilt on Song Jiayao's body, and gently picked up Song Jiayao, who was only wearing a thin pajama. He held her back neck with one hand and her legs with the other.

Song Jiayao has smooth calves. She is really a very bourgeois girl. She is wearing silky pink pajamas that only reach her snow-white thighs. Princesses in fairy tales usually wear them like this. Liu Boyang thought about it and felt that

It wasn't right for her to carry her out, so she took off her coat and put it on her body, and put Song Jiayao's down jacket on her legs, so that only her pretty pale face and two delicate pink breasts were exposed.

Satisfied, Liu Boyang held her in his arms and walked out with confidence. (Read the novel at——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; Mr. Song stood behind and watched Liu Boyang’s actions coldly, thinking in his mind

I carefully recalled everything that had happened since Jia Yao was diagnosed with a terminal illness. I didn’t want to know anything about it. This thought really revealed a lot of doubts and problems. For example, Jia Yao had no symptoms at all before that physical examination.

Such a big difference, how could she be diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer all of a sudden? Moreover, from the moment Jia Yao learned that she was not going to die soon, she rarely talked to anyone and locked herself up for three whole days.

Then she ran away from home without telling anyone. Until she came back later, she always deliberately avoided family members. Her body became weaker and weaker. She refused to receive treatment and did not tell anyone about her feelings. In the end, Mr. Song himself

I am also convinced of my precious granddaughter’s condition.huaixiu.bsp;That being said...

The more the old man thought about it, the more something was wrong. In the end, his whole body went numb and his scalp exploded! The old man was not an old fool, he was just a little conservative and stubborn! He had never doubted his family before, because he felt that as long as he was around, the Song family would not

There is a traitor! But could he be mistaken? Is there really a traitor in the Song family? Who wants to kill his most beloved granddaughter?!

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When Liu Boyang carried Song Jiayao out, the sons of Mrs. Song who were sitting on the sofa all stood up in an instant. Song Yuanfeng's face suddenly tightened, and he pointed at Liu Boyang and asked angrily: "Emperor Yang Qing! You

What do you want to do?! Where are you taking my niece?"

Liu Boyang glanced at him coldly, and had an inexplicable suspicion in his heart that he was the most suspected person who killed Song Jiayao!

"It's none of your business!" Liu Boyang didn't even get rid of him, he hugged Song Jiayao and walked out the door.

Song Yuanfeng and the brothers behind him immediately panicked and hurried over to stop him: "Until we explain clearly, you can't even think of leaving the Song family today!"

"Where do you think this is? Our niece is dead, you can take her away if you want? What on earth do you want to do?" Song Yuanping, Song Yuanfeng's younger brother, said coldly.

Liu Boyang looked at the angry and nervous faces of these people, and the more he looked at them, the more suspicious they became. If they had not done anything wrong, why were they so guilty?

"Go away! I don't need to explain to you! The old man has already agreed to me taking her away, what do you want to do? Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way!" Liu Boyang scolded directly!

"You...you dare to curse?"

"The old man agrees to you carrying her away? Only a ghost can believe it! You wait here, I'll go in and ask what's going on!"

"I think dad must be crazy! Now everyone in the Song family, old and young, are waiting outside for the funeral, and they actually let him take Jia Yao away. Do you want everyone to see the joke of our Song family?"

These guys talked nonsense, but in short they refused to let Liu Boyang pass. Song Yuanfeng, the eldest son, had already run in to find Mr. Song.

But before Song Yuanfeng could run in, Mr. Song, who heard the commotion, took the initiative to come out and said sternly: "Let him go! I asked Emperor Yang Qing to take Jia Yao away. If anyone has anything to say, just say it to me!"

"

Song Yuanfeng said in panic: "Dad, what do you mean? Jia Yao is already dead, so she should be buried as soon as possible! How can I mess with her body so casually? As an uncle..."

"In this family, do I have the final say or you?" Mr. Song suddenly asked coldly.

"Ah, of course it's you!" Song Yuanfeng said quickly, but he was gnashing his teeth in his heart!

"Since it's me, do you have anything else to say now? I told Emperor Yang Qing to take her away, didn't you hear me?" Mr. Song said angrily.

Song Yuanfeng said hurriedly: "Don't dare!" He turned around and stared at Liu Boyang hatefully, his eyes could spit fire!

Liu Boyang smiled coldly and continued to walk outside with Song Jiayao in his arms. Now not only Song Yuanfeng was panicked, but also several other brothers. Song Yuanping said to the old man: "Dad, let him take Jiayao away.

What on earth do you want to do? Isn’t this a joke for people outside to see? Besides, the second brother is already on his way back. He is Jia Yao’s biological father. If he doesn’t see Jia Yao when he comes back, we...

"

"If the sky falls, I'll carry it! You don't have to worry about it!" After Mr. Song said that, he turned around coldly and went in.

Song Yuanping and others were trembling with anger, winking at each other, but also extremely worried!

The fourth son, Song Yuanliang, had sharp eyes. At a glance, he saw that Liu Boyang was not only holding Song Jiayao, but also holding a cup steadily in his hand. He turned pale and said in panic: "Emperor Yang Qing! What are you doing with that cup?!"

However, Liu Boyang did not abandon these people at all, and said calmly: "I want to send you a message: Don't do anything bad on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night! If you let me know that Jia Yao's death has anything to do with you, I swear to God,
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