120 Cruel facts

"Yunfeng, anyway, Xiaojing is dead, and my mother doesn't want to live. Now I'll give you two choices. If you want your mother to live, admit that Song Chun did all those things. Otherwise, today will be the anniversary of my mother's death next year!"

Sun Yunfeng was stunned by the scene in front of him. He had never seen such a hysterical mother. At this time, she raised the vase high above her head, as if as long as Sun Yunfeng took another step forward, she would hit the vase on her head without mercy.

He came to his senses and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but Chen Xiuling took a step back and put the crystal bottle closer to her forehead and said harshly, "Yunfeng, if you feel sorry for your mother, admit it quickly!"

"Mom, please don't force me." This is a painful choice. He doesn't want to hurt his mother or any of them.

"I forced you? I'm going to be driven crazy by you! I don't understand why you endure Song Chun's evil deeds and force a smile in front of him. How can you do it?

"Enough, stop talking, there is no such thing!" Sun Yunfeng interrupted his mother loudly, "Mom, stop thinking nonsense, okay?"

"Can you think about what's wrong with you? Why did Dad insist on divorce you? And why did this happen to Xiaojing? If you are a good wife, good mother, caring and considerate to your father, and good at teaching Xiaojing, how can all this happen? You destroyed our family by yourself, do you understand?

"What did you say? I'm your mother. How can you talk to me like this! Why is my position in your heart not as important as her, her half-blood sister? So what's the point of me being alive? Anyway, you don't want to admit it, which means you want me to die. OK, mom will make you great and let you be a good brother!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xiuling clenched the neck of the crystal bottle and smashed it hard on her forehead.

"Mom!" Sun Yunfeng hurriedly reached out to stop it. He grabbed his mother's wrist with powerful five fingers and took the crystal bottle and put it back on the wall cabinet.

"Let go, you let me die!" Chen Xiuling pushed her son away to get other things, but her wrist was still buckled. She couldn't help lowering her head and biting and pounding.

Sun Yunfeng's hand hurts, but he dares not let go.

"Mom, have you had enough? Are you tired? Today is the day when Xiaojing is buried. Do you want her not to rest in peace?

As soon as Sun Yunjing was mentioned, Chen Xiuling immediately calmed down and her tears couldn't stop falling down.

"Xiao Jing!" She cried, hugged her son's arm and cried bitterly.

Sun Yunfeng sadly wrapped around his mother's trembling body to appease her broken mood, but suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly looked back behind him. Zhou Yushu, who had been silent, looked pale, and his foggy eyes stared at him, and his eyes were full of questions.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what else he could say in the present situation.

Zhou Yushu is not a fool. Maybe she has realized the truth of the matter from his conversation with his mother, but she is unwilling to believe it. He looked down at his mother who was crying in his arms and was about to faint at any time. He sighed helplessly, made a gesture to Zhou Yishu to wait for her, and picked up his mother and walked to her bedroom.

And when he came out again, the entrance was already empty.

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Zhou Yushu wandered aimlessly on the streets, and everything around her seemed to be isolated, and Chen Xiuling's vicious voice echoed in her ears.

"Do you want to know how miserable your beloved man has made our family? Do you think he is the best person in the world for you? But he is actually a murderous bastard, a true demon!"

"You are all murderers, and I curse that each of you will not have a good end!"

"I curse you and Gu Yunyao to go to the 18th floor of hell together and never live!"

No, it's not like this.

He is not such a person. He didn't do anything about it.

Zhou Yishu covered her ears and took a big breath, but her eyes were wet and hot, and tears rolled down like broken beads.

The curious eyes of passers-by flashed over her. She walked unconsciously and walked blankly. It was not until the familiar song came out of the mobile phone in the bag that she stopped as if she had been fixed, but she was just stunned and did not move.

Whether it's Sun Yunfeng or Song Chun, she doesn't have the courage to answer this call now.

I don't know how many times it sounded, but the singing finally stopped.

There was another sound in my ear.

"Yi Shu?"

She turned around and saw a familiar male face.

"Brother Jing Hao..." Zhou Yishu looked at Fang Jinghao with a faint smile and moved the corners of her mouth to pull out a smile that was worse than crying.

Fang Jinghao looked at Zhou Yishu, who looked extremely ugly. The smile on his face froze and frowned, "Why is your face so ugly? Are you sick? Where is Song Chun?

He said that he went to explore Zhou Yishu's forehead. Zhou Yishu stepped back and dodged and said with a forced smile, "No, I just caught a cold and I'm a little dizzy."

"Dizziness? Then I'll help you find a place to sit down."

Zhou Yishu wanted to refuse, but Fang Jinghao didn't give her a chance to speak. At the moment of the words, her hand had grabbed her arm and walked to a coffee room.

Fang Jinghao found a slightly quieter corner. When he sat down, he ordered himself a cup of coffee and a cup of orange juice for Zhou Yishu.

"Yi Shu, do you want me to call Song Chun and ask him to pick you up?"

Fang Jinghao seemed to ask casually, but his eyes were fixed on the absent-minded girl opposite him.

Zhou Yushu came to her senses and immediately shook her head, "Don't call him. I'll go back by myself."

"Did you quarrel with Song Chun?"

Zhou Yushu shook her head.

"Then why are you still alone outside when you are sick and don't let him pick you up?"

"He has been very busy recently, and I don't want to affect his work."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Her dodging eyes made him feel that things were not so simple.

"You sit down for a while. I'll go to the bathroom." Fang Jinghao got up and said.

Zhou Yushu nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Jinghao is Song Chun's childhood. He must be aware of Song Chun's dealings.

But she didn't want to doubt him.

Even if... no matter what he has done, she doesn't want to know from others, but he told her himself.

Zhou Yishu waited for a long time, but found that Fang Jinghao had not come back yet. She vaguely felt something was wrong. At this time, her mobile phone rang again.

In a quiet corner, the ringtone of the mobile phone is very abrupt and harsh.

She had to take out her mobile phone from her bag, looked at the strange number, and connected it without thinking about it.

"Yi Shu, where are you?"

Sun Yunfeng's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhou Yushu leaned her head on the glass window and said weakly, "Brother Yunfeng, what do you want to say?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone before I heard Mu Sun Yunfeng's voice again. "You didn't answer my phone, so I changed my card to call you. Yu Shu, tell me, where are you now? I'm very worried."

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry." Zhou Yushu closed her eyes feebly, "Brother Yunfeng, I don't want to talk for the time being, so I have to hang up the phone." Wait, don't hang up and listen to me explain. In fact, it's not what my mother said, Song Chun..." Zhou Yishu didn't finish listening to him, so she hung up the phone and turned off the phone directly.

She doesn't want to listen.