Chapter 1107 She Still Loves You Very Much

Jiang Qingyun was startled, with a bit of grievance on his face.

"Hefeng, don't believe me, what I say is true. Her boyfriend is behind all of this. Bai Shaoyi, he is also her boyfriend. Even if Bai Shaoyi finds out something, they can't Inform the Song family..."

Song Hefeng was extremely irritated. He looked at the housekeeper standing aside and ordered coldly.

"Please get Miss Jiang out. Our Song family does not welcome her as a troublemaker..."

Jiang Qingyun was anxious, and she quickly grabbed Song Hefeng's arm.

"Don't... don't drive me out... If you don't let me say it, why don't I stop talking? I won't make trouble anymore, please don't drive me out, okay? I just want to be by your side at this time... ...Hefeng, I beg you..."

She finally waited for this opportunity to be by his side.

She didn't want to fall short just like that.

She will make him understand that she is the only one in this world who truly loves him and treats him.

Song Hefeng shook off Jiang Qingyun's arm and rubbed his sore temples.

At this time, the Song family can no longer quarrel with the Jiang family.

Sometimes, he still has to give necessary face.

"If you don't want to leave, just be quiet..."

Jiang Qingyun quickly bit his lip and nodded.

Although there was too much resentment and unwillingness in her heart, she no longer dared to make cold remarks to Lan Xiao.

Song Hefeng looked at Lan Xiao with a hint of apology in his eyes.

"Lan Xiao, I believe that you and Wen Muchu have nothing to do with my mother's death. Jiang Qingyun is just talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart, and don't be angry..."

Lan Xiao didn't want to tangle with Jiang Qingyun anymore. She smiled at Song Hefeng and said, "It's okay. As long as you don't misunderstand, I don't care what other people think."

Jiang Qingyun curled his lips with disdain and contempt on his face.

Lan Xiao didn't say much to Song Hefeng, and immediately left the Song family with Gu Ci.

After Lan Xiao left, Jiang Qingyun tried to speak ill of Lan Xiao to Song Hefeng again.

But they were all scolded by Song Hefeng.

Once or twice, Song Hefeng was almost offended, and Jiang Qingyun did not dare to mention it again.

However, one day later.

Jiang Qingyun suddenly received a text message. She looked at the content of the text message with a sly smile in her eyes.

She quickly went to Song's house and showed the contents on her phone to Song Hefeng.

"Hefeng, I said yesterday that Auntie's death must be related to Lan Xiao and the others. Look, the messages and pictures received on Auntie's cell phone before her death were sent by Wen Muchu. Also, why did Mr. Song know Auntie's drugging of Lan Xiao was also caused by Wen Muchu."

Song Hefeng snatched the phone and looked at the content of the text message.

His hands were trembling slightly.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

However, he couldn't help but not believe the facts before him.

"Who sent you this text message?" Song Hefeng's eyes were slightly red, and he looked up at Jiang Qingyun and asked.

Jiang Qingyun's eyes flickered, and she replied hesitantly: "Well, I don't know who sent me the message."

Song Hefeng felt that in this matter, he could not conclude that Wen Muchu was the murderer of his mother just based on these photos and content.

But what if Wen Muchu really killed his mother.

Even if he dies, he will avenge his mother.

"Don't reveal this matter to others yet. I will send someone to check it again and again..." Song Hefeng deleted the contents of the text message and handed the phone back to Jiang Qingyun and said.

Jiang Qingyun asked with a hint of hesitation: "Are these contents not enough to convince you that Wen Muchu is the murderer? What else do you want to investigate? Are you willing to give up the revenge of killing your mother because of Lan Xiao? Aunt If she knew, her spirit in heaven would not rest in peace."

Song Hefeng glanced at Jiang Qingyun coldly and warned in a low voice.

"This matter has nothing to do with Lan Xiao. You don't want everything to be tied to her. If Wen Muchu really killed my mother, it is just a grudge between Wen Muchu and I..."

Jiang Qingyun's face turned pale with anger. She bit her lip and looked at Song Hefeng in disbelief.

"At this point, you are still facing her like this? The cause and effect of all this happened because of Lan Xiao. Why are you still so stubborn..."

Song Hefeng pulled Jiang Qingyun and pushed her out of the room.

He closed the door and locked himself in the room.

Jiang Qingyun was so filled with hatred that she clenched her fists and knocked hard on the door.

"Song Hefeng, why are you so confused? You are really obsessed. What kind of ecstasy soup did Lan Xiao give you? Wake up quickly and stop lying to yourself, okay?"

Song Hefeng picked up his cell phone and called the housekeeper.

In about five minutes, the housekeeper arrived and invited Jiang Qingyun out.

Song Hefeng sat alone on a chair, looking up at the blue sky outside the window.

He was very confused about the future.

He actually didn't know where to go.

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After Song Qiaoqiao slept deeply all night, she called Lan Xiao early the next morning.

"Lan Xiao, please come to the Song family again today. I want to say something to you face to face. If possible, I hope you can bring Wen Muchu with you..."

Lan Xiao hung up the phone and looked up at Wen Muchu.

"Song Qiaoqiao wants you to come too...Chu Chu, I guess it has something to do with Mrs. Song's death."

Wen Muchu's eyes flickered: "Well, it's probably because of this incident."

Finally, to avoid arousing suspicion from others.

Wen Muchu disguised himself as a doctor, wearing a mask and a white coat, and followed Lan Xiao out of the ward.

Gu Ci stayed in the ward, playing the role of Wen Muchu.

Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu left the hospital and headed towards the Song family.

When they arrived at Song's house, they saw from a distance that Jiang Qingyun got into the car and left Song's house in tears.

Lan Xiao got out of the car and took Wen Muchu into the Song family.

When the servants of the Song family saw Lan Xiao, they immediately led her to Song Qiaoqiao's room.

Song Qiaoqiao had already washed herself and had breakfast to satisfy her stomach.

When Lan Xiao arrived, she was sorting out Mrs. Song's belongings.

Lan Xiao pushed the door open and saw Song Qiaoqiao holding a brocade box in a daze.

In the brocade box lies a bracelet of good quality.

Under the bracelet, there is an ancient card.

Song Qiaoqiao held the card and smiled.

"I didn't expect that she actually left me a gift. This card is obviously from twenty years ago... She must have prepared this gift for me before I was born."

Lan Xiao walked over and nodded in agreement.

"Well, so she still loves you very much."

Song Qiaoqiao's eyes flickered as she carefully put the bracelet and card away.

Then, she carefully closed the lid.

She put the brocade box away. This was the first and last time she received a gift from Mrs. Song.