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Chapter 103: 106: There is no one in the Song family

Chapter 103 106: I am not among the nine clans of the Song family

"yes."

Song Cheng was frightened by her words. He didn't wake up until Yun Zhong grabbed his collar and struggled: "Let me go, let me go..."

The sound is getting farther and farther...

The old lady watched helplessly as her son was dragged out. She thought of Yu Wushuang's words again and clutched her heart: "What...are you going to burn?"

"Disaster relief food."

The old lady's chest felt tight and she couldn't believe it. She wanted to burn relief food?

Dare she burn relief food?

Song Qing was also surprised. The entire Song family would be implicated if she burned the relief food. What on earth did she want to do?

"Yu Wushuang, you are so brave. You can't run away even if you burn the relief food." Song Yiran scolded angrily.

Yu Wushuang shrugged innocently: "No, my surname is Yu, not Song, and I have already separated from the Song family, so even if the Song family is wiped out, I will not care about my affairs."

"You...you vicious little bitch, how could you? Our Song family has raised her for more than ten years, how could you do it?" The old lady was so frightened.

They have already given the government a pass. If they were burned at this time, it would be a serious crime for them.

"I don't remember the old lady being kind to me at all. She even wanted me to die all the time." Yu Wushuang said softly, holding her head.

Hearing this in Yu Yuanzhao's ears made him blush.

How could she become so strong without experiencing pain? She was the pearl that everyone in the Yu family held in their hands.

If it hadn't been for the chaos in Yancheng, she wouldn't have suffered so much.

Jing Shengze had found out about her situation in the Song family early in the morning, and now he was a little shocked to hear her tell it from her own mouth.

What he found was surprising, but what he didn't find was so dangerous.

She was living under someone else's roof, and there was an old lady who wanted to murder her all the time. Such a young person had such murderous intent. At this moment, he wanted to tear the old lady in front of him into pieces.

The old lady's eyes almost exploded: "Have you ever thought about your father when you did this? He loves you so much, but you want to kill the entire Song family..."

"Hahahaha." Yu Wushuang smiled and laughed loudly.

The old lady's lips trembled in anger.

The laughter fell, and Yu Wushuang stood up with a pair of sharp eyes: "Do you still know that he loves me? Hehe, you are going to kill the person who loves me the most. Do you think I will let you go? Old woman, everything is your own fault.

I'm looking for you because you are greedy and like a snake. Do you deserve to live in this world?"

The old lady was pressed step by step by Yu Wushuang, and finally she fell to the ground, choking.

"Grandma." Song Yiran bent down to help her.

The old lady's eyes stared at Yu Wushuang with horror.

Aunt Song was naturally afraid of trouble, and now she was frightened when she saw how strong Yu Wushuang was, and she glanced at Song Qing.

Song Qing's face was solemn, her eyes reflected Aunt Song's movements, and her heart felt cold.

"You will not survive if you do something wrong." Yu Wushuang opened his eyes.

The sky was filled with fire in the east of the city. When I stood in the hall and looked up, I could just see the fire in the distance. The smoke was rising into the sky, and the sound of gongs and shouts could not be heard from far away.

Song Yiran heard the noise and hurriedly ran to the door and looked at the sky. Thick smoke almost covered half of the sky, and the smell of burning was carried by the wind throughout the city.

"It's burning, it's really burning." She murmured, only then did she realize how scared she was.

She originally thought she was just talking and didn't dare. After all, it was the court's disaster relief food. She didn't expect that she really dared...

Song Qing clenched her fingers, was she really having a fever?

He came from the clouds, walked to the door, raised his hand and threw Song Cheng into the hall.

"Miss Wushuang, the matter is settled."

"Well, how long can the fire last?" she asked.

(End of chapter)


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