Song Li:......
Didn’t you just raise your hands and feet to support divorce?
Why does it feel inappropriate now?
It’s because you can’t bear to leave your father and don’t want to be a child without a father, right?
Fu Qingru was so angry that she mentally retracted her decision to reward her with two sets of jewelry, including the emerald necklace she gave away.
The little thing is so heartless that he turned on his scumbag father.
The scumbag dad is a little proud at this time, look! Some things can't be changed if you want to, such as the blood relationship between father and daughter, and Song Li's obsession with him.
He has confidence.
But he didn't want to be slapped in the face by a little thing that was the blood of father and daughter in the next second.
[If you want to live a good life yourself, you have to go crazy and take revenge on others.
It would be too easy for him to cut him off in two. If I were you, I would pull out the knives he stabbed into me one by one, and then insert them back into him one by one, so that he could also taste the feeling of being stabbed. 】
[You have already suffered, but the advantage he took cannot be overtaken. Forgetting it is against the rules of conservation, which is tantamount to violating the laws of nature. 】
Fu Qingru immediately increased the two sets of jewelry rewards to three sets in her mind. The little guy was still worth the pain.
At the same time, he also gave Song Li a look that said, "Your daughter is right, not only Li will come back with revenge."
Song Li breathed a sigh of relief and imagined the scene of revenge, which was quite satisfying.
Then he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, like a ritual that heralded starting from scratch.
Song Li took out his cell phone and dialed the police number without mercy.
Her ruthlessness made Yan Nanchuan inexplicably flustered. After being stunned for a second, he reached out and grabbed the phone, "Give it to me!"
After hanging up the phone, he grabbed Song Li's wrist and tried to pull her off the bed, but he didn't want to get punched in the face before he could use force.
Yan Nanchuan was beaten so hard that his head tilted. Half of his face was numb from pain, and it took him a long time to see anyone.
A man in a white coat appeared in front of him. The man was about the same height as him. He had thick eyebrows, phoenix eyes and silver-rimmed glasses. His handsome face had an extremely ugly expression.
"Who are you?"
The man looked at him with disgust. His eyes didn't look like he was looking at a person, but like he was looking at a pile of smelly dog shit. "Get out!"
Yan Nanchuan subconsciously looked at the daughter in Song Li's arms, trying to get the man's identity from her. Unexpectedly, the baby's round eyes also showed disgust, pursed his lips, and refused to spit out a syllable.
He knew it was weird to hear a baby talk, but the fact was the fact, and his brain just accepted it naturally.
I just didn't expect that she wouldn't say it now.
The daughter refused to say it, but Song Li did. Not only did he say it, but he also leaned into the man's arms and said, "He is the new father I found for Yue'er."
Shen Yue: What do you mean?
Yan Nanchuan wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb, scarlet blood stained his hands, and looked at the name tag on the man's chest, "Professor of the Reproductive Center Shen Zhongli?"
As he spoke, he turned to look at Song Li with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Song Li, you scolded me so badly, how clean did I think you were?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his fist was raised. Shen Zhongli didn't even move. He wrapped his palm around the opponent's fist, grabbed the opponent's arm and pushed him to the side. Yan Nanchuan stumbled into the corner.
Fu Qingru, who had long wanted to beat him up, ran to the bathroom and grabbed a mop, then rushed out and swung it at Yan Nanchuan's head.
The movement was so fast that Yan Nanchuan tried to grab the mop several times but failed. In the end, he had to give up and shrink into the corner with his head in his arms. Unexpectedly, he dumped the trash can, stepped on the diaper Shen Yue had just changed, and sat down. The gray The suit pants were stained with a large amount of smelly excrement.
Shen Yue covered her face in shame.
【I'm so embarrassed! 】
Unexpectedly, Fu Qingru was so angry that she didn't care what was on Yan Nanchuan's pants and kept chasing and beating him with the mop.
The mop was stained with excrement on his pants, and then on Yan Nanchuan's pure white shirt, hands, and neck... It was like applying foundation with a powder puff, covering it all over.
Unfortunately, Shen Yue's arms were too short to complete the clapping action, so she could only make audible sounds instead.
[Fight well, fight well, fight more if you can fight, come on! come on! 】
Song Li was speechless, wondering if this child was his father's biological child?
Hearing his daughter's shouts of encouragement, Yan Nanchuan reached out again unconvinced and finally caught the mop this time.
Yan Nanchuan glared at Fu Qingru fiercely, grabbed the mop and threw it to the ground.
A well-dressed suit was full of smelly stains, and he looked as embarrassed as a drowned dog, while his wife was leaning in the arms of another man and watching the man beat him, and her daughter even cheered for the man who beat him...
He swore that even during the years when he was in a vegetative state, he had never felt as humiliated as he did now.
"Song Li!" Yan Nanchuan squeezed out two words through his teeth.
Fu Qingru, who couldn't hear the word 'li', scolded: "You're not even a person. I told you to get lost. Why are you shouting?"
"She is my wife, why can't I shout?"
"People are saying that they are divorcing you. Why are you so old? Don't you see? She has a better home now. Doesn't she still have to save your mistress, Bai Yueguang? If you don't get out of here, you will be the mistress. It’s going to break into three pieces.”
Yan Nanchuan didn't care how unpleasant Fu Qingru's scolding was, but subconsciously looked at Song Li, only to see that her beautiful eyes were full of coldness.
This kind of coldness that had nothing to do with him made Yan Nanchuan inexplicably flustered, "Song Li, I'll give you one last chance."
"No need" Song Li's tone became even colder.
Yan Nanchuan clenched his fists and the veins on his arms bulged, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Then don't blame me for being rude."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a creak.
[The bodyguard escaped and came in? The two old men are not good at fighting! 】
Unexpectedly, Xu Fanghua, Song Li's adoptive mother, came in. Xu Fanghua was about the same age as Fu Qingru and looked like she had spent a lot of money on maintenance.
It's a pity that my heart is not clean, and even my appearance is very unpleasant. No matter how expensive the clothes are, I can't hide the acrimony on my body.
"Song Li, I have completed the discharge procedures. Hurry up and change your clothes and go home with your mother for confinement." Xu Fanghua's tone was rarely coaxing.
[So this is my beautiful mother’s adoptive mother! This bitch doesn’t look like a good person! I want to turn over her melons. 】
【oops! There are too many melons piled up, so it’s hard to find them! 】
Song Li: Doesn’t look like...a good person?
Song Li looked at Xu Fanghua in shock.
Is the evaluation of not being a good person because she, like Yan Nanchuan, wants to trade herself for Song Yihuan?
No, she is very good to herself, even better than she is to Song Yihuan.
She won't do that.
Fu Qingru: She is indeed her granddaughter, her vision is the same as hers.
People who eat melon: do it quickly.
After not waiting for Song Li's response for a long time, Xu Fanghua impatiently lifted Song Li's quilt, "The car is already waiting downstairs, get up quickly!"
"Mom!" Song Li called her, pursed his lips and asked the question in his heart, "Are you taking me home, or are you taking me to Song Yihuan?"
