President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Jiang Yilin wished she could find Song Runian now, and send her to the west like five years ago.

That's right, to send Song Runian to the west.

Jiang Yilin is very confident about this.

After all, she was able to fool Song Runian around five years ago, and she will definitely be able to do it five years later.

Just like now, Jiang Yilin came up with a good idea as soon as she turned her head.

Her eyes sparkled, she looked at Mrs. Liu whose face was covered in blood, and cleared her throat, "Okay, I can let your son go."

"Really?" Mrs. Liu was overjoyed, and quickly raised her head to look at Jiang Yilin, "Thank you, Mrs. Bo, thank you."

"Don't thank me in a hurry, I can let him go, but there are conditions." Jiang Yilin said slowly.

Immediately, Jiang Yilin stretched out her well-made crystal nails, pointed to the noodle soup that was still gurgling, "You wash your face with this water, and I will let your son go."

what? !

Mrs. Liu looked at Jiang Yilin in disbelief.

This is boiled noodle soup, normal people can't even touch it with their fingers, yet Jiang Yilin asked her to wash her face?

It will definitely be disfigured!

And this is not over yet, Jiang Yilin said again, "After washing your face, find a way to live in a mental hospital. When someone comes to ask you what happened back then, you can push it all on Song Runian, saying that she directed and acted all of this ,

Back then, she didn't want a child and begged me to take the child to marry Bo Sibai, and said that if I didn't agree, she would strangle the child to death. I was forced to do so, you know? "

Jiang Yilin felt that this was the most perfect rhetoric.

After all, she has killed Mrs. Liu and the child now, but she feels like she wants to cover it up.

It's better to let them live well, but become lunatics, so that even if Bao Si Bai doesn't believe what the lunatics say, she has a chance to turn the situation around.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Liu has gone to a mental hospital, so she can easily control it.

As for how Mrs. Liu went to the mental hospital, isn't there already a solution?

Just ask a normal person, would he wash his face with boiling hot noodle soup?

Only a mental illness can do this kind of thing!

"I..." Mrs. Liu hesitated, "Mrs. Bo, please let me go."

"Anyway, I've already put the choice in front of you, whether you like it or not." Jiang Yilin said, and stomped on the child on the ground.

The child let out a painful and short cry, rolled his eyes, and was about to faint.

Seeing this, Mrs. Liu almost fainted.

She gritted her teeth tightly, her limbs were cold and lifeless, and asked tremblingly, "If I agree, what will my son do?"

"Of course I will take good care of him. Don't worry, with the strength of our Jiang family, isn't it enough to support a child?" Jiang Yilin said.

After a pause, he added, "Don't hesitate, if you don't agree, your son is really not having a good life."

"Okay, I promise you." Mrs. Liu finally gritted her teeth and agreed.

She walked up to the stove, reaching out her hand tremblingly, trying to pick up the noodle soup in the pot and wash her face.

But she is just an ordinary woman after all, she is really afraid to hurt herself like this.

Mrs. Liu stood in front of the stove, unable to do anything for a long time.

Jiang Yilin got impatient with waiting, she stepped forward, grabbed Mrs. Liu's hair, and was about to push her directly into the pot.

"Ah!" The sharp and painful female voice instantly resounded throughout the dilapidated earthen house!