Grandpa

The police rang the doorbell of the villa. After a while, the gate opened. Peng Yuwen pushed the nanny who opened the door and rushed into the villa.

Shao Yun reached out to support the nanny who was almost standing still, but the other party didn't bother to thank him, raised his finger to Peng Yuwen's back, and shouted anxiously: "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

When Song Yan, who was sitting on the sofa with the child in her arms, noticed what happened at the door, Peng Yuwen had already rushed to her, raised the glass bottle in his hand and smashed it at her fiercely.

Peng Yuwen opened his eyes angrily, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged with his rough breath, and he hissed, "Song Yan, you were the one who cheated first, and it's fine if you tried every means to target me in the company. Who made me miss you in my heart, I admit it. I have never been sorry to you, but you are too vicious, and you want to kill my whole family—"

Song Yan subconsciously protected the child, and the glass bottle hit her forehead heavily, leaving a bruise.

The security office in the villa area called to say that the police were looking for her, and now Peng Yuwen rushed to her.Song Yan knew that she had waited tremblingly for five days, and the last hurdle to decide whether she would spend in prison or be safe and sound had finally come.

"How can you beat someone? Why do you beat someone?" The nanny hurriedly chased after her and yelled, "Comrade policeman, don't you just ignore me?"

The two policemen who followed stood behind Peng Yuwen, silent but with a clear attitude.Who made Changhe Daochang the guest of their immediate superiors? They made a special trip to say that they came to support Peng Yuwen.

Song Yan looked at Peng Yuwen and the others coldly, and called the nanny: "Okay, it's time for Xiaozhi to go to bed, you can carry him to the room."

The nanny gave Peng Yuwen a hard look, and knew that Song Yan was afraid of scaring the child, so she took the child carefully, turned around and went upstairs.

After the nanny's figure completely disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Song Yan picked up the glass bottle that had fallen on the sofa, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Peng, don't tell me that you rushed into my house just to talk about this mess. If you don't understand."

Shao Yunqu's eyes fell on Song Yan's left hand, which was still wearing a white glove on a hot day, and his eyelids drooped, as expected, he was ruthless.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Peng Yuwen's entire face turned purple, and the meridians on his neck stood up tremblingly. He pointed at Song Yan and said angrily: "You are still quibbling until now. You confessed."

"Oh." Song Yan's complexion remained unchanged, and the sentence Peng Yuwen blurted out just now, "Who made me remember you?" made her full of confidence in the battle ahead.

She said coldly, "So what."

She raised her stiff left hand with a white glove, and smiled wickedly.

Now Peng Yu finally understood where the ashes in the ginseng powder came from, and his face turned pale: "Madman, are you crazy?"

In order to harm their family, she cut off her own palm.

Song Yan smiled smugly: "Even if Zhao Kong confessed me, so what? What did I do? Didn't I just add some ashes to the ginseng powder you eat? If I bite to death, I just want to kill you." In response to your family, what can you do to me? What can the police station do to me?" After all, how can something as mysterious as a ghost murder be used as evidence for Chen Tang, let alone convict her.

Peng Yuwen took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Song Yan, Xu Mei is dead."

Unexpectedly, Song Yan's eyes lit up, "Is that little bitch finally dead? Well, well, well, well, well!"

Peng Yuwen stared blankly at Song Yan who was a bit crazy: "Song Yan, you have changed..."

Song Yan snorted coldly, and her heart was completely relieved, "Come on, Peng Yuwen, it's already this time, why are you pretending to be affectionate."

A grim look appeared on her face: "Of course I've changed. I've changed since I married you." She stared at Peng Yuwen: "Peng Yuwen, what a good thing do you think you are?"

"I married you at the beginning because you were honest and devoted to me. Who would have thought that not long after you got married, you would go out to socialize every day and night from time to time, even if you came back , and it must be the smell of perfume."

Peng Yuwen immediately retorted: "That's because I know that there is a big gap between me and you, so I hope to work hard to make myself worthy of you, and although I socialize outside all day, I have always kept myself clean. I never did anything to apologize to you..."

"So, I never even complained to you about this matter." Song Yan directly interrupted Peng Yuwen.

Peng Yuwen opened his mouth, carefully recalling the scene when the two quarreled, and finally had to admit that Song Yan's words were correct.

Song Yan's emotions finally calmed down a bit, and she said coldly: "The quarrel between the two of us back then, I was indeed sorry for you first. After I saw Chu Zhenghe's (ex-boyfriend) success, my mentality collapsed. I Knowing that you are satisfied with your current living conditions, but you still hope that you will come out and do it alone, I feel that with the help of Changhe Taoist priest, your future achievements will never lose to that of Chu Zhenghe at that time."

Peng Yuwen was silent. When Song Yan quarreled with him back then, he pointed at his nose and yelled at him, saying that he was content with the status quo and didn't want to make progress; that he had no ability at all, if his father hadn't saved Changhe Road Chief , How could he take the position of manager of the public relations department of a listed company? This shows how angry Song Yan was back then.

"But do you think you're really not wrong at all?" Song Yan said with a sneer.

Peng Yuwen opened his mouth and lowered his voice involuntarily: "I know, when I knew you were pregnant, it was the most sensitive time, but I didn't refuse Xu Mei's care, and getting too close to her made your heart Insecure."

Song Yan is very satisfied with the current rhythm. Of course, she will not scold Peng Yuwen like she did three years ago. Instead, she said: "That little bitch made it clear that he wanted to take advantage of the loopholes to seduce you, and even pretended to be a fool. I have no idea."

Song Yan couldn't help but despise herself in her heart. Anyway, she, Song Yan, could barely be regarded as a family member. Why was she blind and jealous of such a man back then.

And Xu Mei, thinking that she tried her best to get Peng Yuwen at the beginning, and tolerated her husband's obsession with his ex-wife after having a child, but she certainly didn't expect that Peng Yuwen would come to have a heart-to-heart with his ex-wife just a few days after she died. Bar.

Thinking of this, she sneered, then recovered and continued to look at Peng Yuwen: "That's it?"

Peng Yuwen was taken aback.

Song Yan said word by word: "I really believe that you will cleanse yourself for me, but you believe in your calculating old lady, and you don't want to believe in your wife who has slept with you for eight years."

"What?" Peng Yuwen was struck by lightning.

Song Yan continued: "Don't you know that your old lady has always disliked me, she thinks that I can't take care of you, can't wash your feet and take a bath for you, thinks that I have an ex-boyfriend, thinks that I am dissolute by nature, and thinks that I I have been married to you for seven years and haven't conceived a child. She thinks I spend a lot of money, but she never thought that I spent all my own money. Peng Yuwen, why didn't you think that your mother looks down on me so much, She suddenly took out a few photos, slandering whether my cheating is credible..."

Peng Yuwen looked blank, of course he knew what Song Yan said.

Song Yan resolutely continued to pierce the knife: "Don't forget, your mother didn't know how to use a mobile phone at all back then, so you specially installed a landline for her at home. Where did she get the mobile phone to take the photos?"

Peng Yuwen was completely dumbfounded.

"It's not guaranteed to be the trick of that little bitch Xu Mei. I guess your mother set up the good things you two did later. That's right, she just likes Xu Mei's pettiness."

Peng Yuwen opened his mouth, obviously acquiescing to Song Yan's words. He took out his mobile phone in a daze, and pressed it a few times with trembling fingers. After a while, the call was connected, "Mom, did Song Yan really cheat on you three years ago? Where the hell did that photo I was looking at come from?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, "Why are you asking these things, it's been so long."

"Mom, you said it!" Peng Yuwen said almost pleadingly.

"What are you talking about, will your mother still lie to you?" A distraught voice came from the other end of the phone.

Peng Yuwen already had a guess in his heart, he couldn't help but said sharply: "Mom, tell me the truth, what happened back then?"

Peng's mother was stunned immediately, thinking that it had been so long anyway, so she simply said, "This, this, is all Xu Mei, she gave me an idea, Song Yan is not safe Yes, you don't want to be a wife if you lose face for three days, I'm doing this for your own good..."

Peng Yuwen hung up the phone directly. With a lonely face, he choked up and said, "Why didn't you say that back then?"

Song Yan looked at him coldly.

Peng Yuwen asked himself and answered: "That's right, you are such an arrogant person, it's my fault that you would rather be broken than broken, and I let you down."

Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, and said in a hurried tone: "The child, is the child my own?"

Song Yan sank, but finally nodded.

Peng Yuwen panicked: "Could it be that without today's incident, you would never have told me the truth?"

Song Yan didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

Compared to Peng Yuwen being led by the nose by Song Yan, a middle-aged policeman who followed him was obviously much more sober, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Peng, have you forgotten why you came here?"

Peng Yuwen stared blankly at Song Yan, who was still as angry as before, and said in a low voice, "Why?"

Song Yan also looked at him fixedly, knowing that Peng Yuwen's heart had softened, so she could tell the truth now.

She curled her lips: "I remember I told you before that my current parents are actually my adoptive parents, and my biological parents are other people."

Peng Yuwen nodded.

"Back then, his family gave birth to four daughters in a row. My so-called grandparents demanded that there must be a boy to continue the bloodline. When my mother was pregnant with the fifth child, they gave the doctor a big red envelope, knowing that this child was Boy, but because the fetal position is not correct, I will be hospitalized for delivery at just over eight months, and my family has no money, so they sold me to human traffickers."

"Before I divorced you, they came here. My so-called father got stomach cancer. In the early stage, he asked me for 40 yuan for medical treatment. I didn't pay him. I beat him out. He just died last month."

Hearing this, the middle-aged policeman looked angry, and he pointed at Song Yan: "It is said that the grace of childbearing is greater than the sky, and you have a net worth of tens of millions now, why are you so cruel, looking at your biological father?" to die?"

Song Yan looked at the middle-aged policeman and said coldly, "If I hadn't been rescued by my adoptive parents back then, but instead had been molested by human traffickers, and then sold to the deep mountains and old forests to be a child bride-in-law and reduced to a reproductive tool, 18 years later , I got stomach cancer, I went home, do you think they might keep me at home to treat me? Do you still think that the grace of giving birth is greater than heaven? "

The middle-aged policeman snorted twice, "Isn't this, are you alright now..."

Song Yan no longer cared about him, and continued: "Seven days after his death, he gave me dreams every day, saying that I killed him, and he wanted my family of four to be buried with him. I was so anxious that I spent a lot of money to find a master. The master said He is not capable enough to solve him. He only gave me an idea, let me find someone to die for our mother and son."

Peng Yuwen's expression froze, and he choked up and said, "That's why you found us."

Song Yan was expressionless: "He said he wanted my family of four to be buried with him. He probably didn't know that we were divorced. The master suggested that I use my tricks. As long as Xu Mei's mother and son swallow my ashes, they will be infected with my breath. That old ghost will treat Xu Mei's mother and son as our mother and son, and my son will be safe."

She said word by word, "This is what your family owes me."

Hearing the word son, Peng Yuwen completely turned off the fire.