"Not bad." Yu Wushuang was very satisfied with this reply.
Song Cheng smashed the stone on the ground and started to work numbly after a while. His eyes were empty: "It's over... it's over... it's all burned..."
Song Yiran's heart was shocked, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Yu Wushuang, you are so heartbroken..."
"I'm still far behind you."
Yu Wushuang met the frightened faces and sneered.
Human nature, what follows is the darkest scene of human nature. When pushed to the extreme, all disgusting and ugly psychology will be exposed.
The old lady's head was buzzing. It was over. The relief food had been burned. It was really a serious crime of genocide.
He breathed heavily, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
"It's done, run, it's still too late to run now." Song Cheng got up in panic.
Aunt Song was so frightened that she saw Song Cheng was about to run away. She cried and rushed to catch him: "Take me with you. If you want to leave, take me with you. I don't want to die."
"No, no, let go..."
"Acheng, you can't ignore me, mother, and Yiran. Yiran is your biological daughter, you can't ignore us." Aunt Song didn't let go even after being dragged away.
"Mom, what did you say?" Song Yiran seemed to be hallucinating.
"This is your father, Yiran, this is your father."
Song Yiran choked and backed away.
"..."
Yu Wushuang was slightly startled. Is Song Yiran Song Cheng's daughter?
This news... is really exciting.
No wonder Song Qian was lukewarm towards Song Yiran, and even avoided her in his memory. It turned out that he had known it for a long time.
My daughter-in-law had an affair with her brother and gave birth to a child. What kind of mentality does it take to tolerate it?
Living in such a house and enduring such things.
Suddenly, she admired him a little.
Song Qing trembled all over. Is Yiran the daughter of her second uncle?
Her mother and second uncle...
She had seen her mother meet her second uncle in private before, and felt that they had a close relationship. Yesterday, when she saw her mother hiding in her second uncle's arms, she had a vague suspicion in her mind.
But I never thought that even Yiran was my second uncle's, and they had been doing dirty things for so many years under my father's nose.
She was still berating her father like that in prison...
Thinking of Song Qian's speechless words in prison, she felt so distressed that she couldn't breathe.
Dad already knew it.
"Let go, bitch, get out of here." Song Cheng held back all his strength and kicked Aunt Song on the body.
Aunt Song screamed in pain, but still didn't let go: "You can't leave us alone..."
"Get out of here, get out of here." Song Cheng kicked him again and again.
"Don't hit my mother, don't hit my mother." Song Yiran rushed over.
At this time, Song Cheng's mind was filled with escape, and he didn't care who was who. He raised his hand and slapped Song Yiran: "You lose money."
Song Yiran was slapped hard, deeply in disbelief.
A slap made his eyes blood red, he covered his face and his breath condensed, and the fear wrapped around his hand and turned into a sharp weapon.
"Go to hell, go to hell." She screamed, pointing the sharp weapon directly at Song Cheng's chest.
Song Cheng's dragging of Aunt Song stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with fear, he slowly turned his head and fell to the ground with a crash.
"ah……"
Her body hit Aunt Song flatly.
Aunt Song screamed in surprise, her tense nerves coupled with such a blow, her fingers moved and she fell to the ground, fainting from fright.
The fear in Song Yiran's fingertips continued to dissipate, she stared at the scene in front of her, fell to the ground, and murmured: "I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him..."