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Song Qinglian was a little tired, loosened the strength in his hands, and said in a tearing voice, "Do you know what I was doing at that scum's grave that day?"

Song Qing even cried and laughed again, "I went to his grave and scolded him, all the most vicious words."

"I scolded him, it's fine that you are a pervert yourself, why pass such a disgusting gene to my son, make my son become like this, and make my son become a pervert!"

Listening to her cursing "pervert" one after another, Lin Qingchen felt as if a needle had been pricked in her heart.

He is not!He is not!He is not a pervert! !

No no no! ! !

He is different from that person!

"It's fine for him to die and go to the [-]th level of hell. Why does he still harm our mother and son, and my son? That scum is not worthy of reincarnation, he should be a beast!"

Lin Qingchen finally broke free, lying on the ground gasping for breath, the ends of her eyes and neck were still red, her whole body was covered with sweat, her hair was stuck to her cheeks and forehead, she was extremely embarrassed.

Song Qinglian was still cursing to himself.

Lin Qingchen sat up, grabbed Song Qinglian's arm with both hands, looked at her coldly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, you are actually a pervert."

Lin Qingchen spat out every single word from his mouth, "Look what you dressed me up like? I was made to wear women's clothes since I was a child, and it was because I looked like that scumbag that I was made to wear women's clothes for more than 20 years." .”

"Sacrificing my sex to bury your pain, you're a pervert too."

Lin Qingchen's words at this time were cold and heartless, stimulating Song Qinglian's brain.

Song Qinglian slapped him quickly and screamed, "I'm not! You and him are!"

"You are worthy of father and son! Ahhh!"

Song Qinglian's scream brought back some of Lin Qingchen's rationality. He sat opposite her, waiting tiredly and powerlessly for her to calm down slowly.

During this process, Lin Qingchen watched coldly.

Sabie: "Host, are you going too far?"

Lin Qingchen chuckled: "Is it too much? Why let others call me a pervert."

He just likes Su Wuqi.

Lin Qingchen waited until she gradually recovered, and her mind became slightly clear.

He said calmly, "Are you tired?"

Song Qinglian knelt down on the ground, his face was covered with tears, his expression looked tired, and he didn't speak.

Lin Qingchen stood up, bent down to help Song Qinglian up, "Go and have a rest. Calm down and talk to me."

Song Qinglian numbly grabbed Lin Qingchen's arm and stood up, letting him help her lie down on the bed.

"Tell you, you stay here today, don't even think about leaving." Song Qinglian lay on the bed and looked at him coldly.

"I'm not leaving, you take a rest first, and we'll talk later if you have anything to say." After all, it was his mother, Lin Qingchen was still worried about leaving her alone.

Song Qinglian said coldly, "It's best that I can still see you when I wake up."

Lin Qingchen sat down beside her bed silently.

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Su Wuqi waited for Lin Qingchen in the room for a long time, but he didn't come back, so he went downstairs and wanted to take a look.

When I went down to the hall, I found Su Xingzhi and Zhao Wanrou two strange men talking in the living room.

Su Xingzhi's complexion was not very good, and Zhao Wanrou had an unbelievable expression on his face. The two-point man was tall, strong and tough.

Su Wuqi's heart flustered for no reason.

"Xiao Qi, come here." Su Xingzhi's voice was serious, "These two police officers want to talk to you."

Su Wuqi's eyes froze, then he quickly calmed down and walked in front of them calmly.

"May I ask what the two police officers want from me?" Su Wuqi was as calm as usual, without any panic or other emotions.

Among them, a man in his 30s who thought he was carrying a cropped head showed him his identity and said, "We are here to do some research. I want to ask about Ling Xiang. Do you know Ling Xiang?"

Su Wuqi replied truthfully: "Yes, we have had a lot of unpleasant things, and the impression is very deep."

Zhao Wanrou looked at him worriedly.

Su Wuqi's eyes signaled to reassure her.

The man said calmly, "Well, don't worry, we're just here to investigate, can you go back to the police station and have a chat with us?"

Su Wuqi nodded.

Su Xingzhi went with him.

It took more than two hours for Song Qinglian to wake up from the bed.

Lin Qingchen fed her water to moisten her hoarse voice.

"Are you feeling better, Mom?" Lin Qingchen asked aloud.

Song Qinglian didn't look at him, leaning on the head of the bed and looking at the dark sky outside the window, there was still light rain outside.

Song Qinglian spoke after a long time, "I will resign tomorrow, and we will leave here tomorrow."

Lin Qingchen slightly opened his eyes, "Are we leaving?"

Song Qinglian's eyes became sharp, "Why, can't bear it? Do you really think you are from the Su family?"

Lin Qingchen looked at her with firm eyes, "I won't leave."

"Let me tell you, you should hurry up and sever ties with Su Wuqi, or don't blame me for being cruel." Song Qinglian said again, "Just speak clearly today and end all the entanglements between you."

"No, I won't sever ties with Su Wuqi. I like him, love him, and I won't be separated from him."

Song Qinglian became emotional again, "Are you sure you won't listen to me!"

Lin Qingchen pursed her lips tightly, her gaze was firm, "I will not leave him, I will stay by his side."

Song Qinglian lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and smiled, "Okay, don't blame me for being cruel." Song Qinglian opened the door and walked out.

Lin Qingchen hurried out, took Song Qinglian's arm, but was thrown away by Song Qinglian.

"Mom, what are you going to do?" Lin Qingchen felt flustered, as if he was about to face a terrible disaster.

Song Qinglian and the two of them came outside the house, and bits and pieces of rain bamboo fell on them.

"I'd like to see if a powerful family like the Su family would let their son be with you if they knew you were a man?" Song Qinglian dragged Lin Qingchen's arm, eyes full of tears. It's hatred and ruthlessness, "Do you think they look back at their son with a man and become the pervert that others make fun of?"

Lin Qingchen panicked, tightly clutching Song Qinglian's arm, as if grasping the hope of life.

"Mom, please...can you not go in..."

In the living room, the Su family father and son had already returned.

The atmosphere in the living room was tense like an arrow on a string.

Su Xingzhi sat on the sofa and asked Su Wuqi: "Is the person in those photos Chenchen? Answer me?"

Zhao Wanrou was a little confused, "What happened to your father and son? What photo? What happened to Chenchen?"

Su Xingzhi continued to ask: "Answer me!"

Su Wuqi's lips were always pursed.

"He's a man, you always knew, didn't you?" Su Xingzhi stared at him intently.

Su Wuqi raised his head and looked directly at Su Xingzhi. Just as he was about to speak, Song Qinglian's voice came over.

"That's right, Chenchen is a man, he is my son!"