Chapter 822 So, Auntie

Du Jingtang's legs were weak, and he was really afraid that the two women would start fighting, so he had no choice but to keep up. If they really started fighting, he was going to use himself as a sandbag.

Song Wan walked straight to Chu Lu's office. It didn't matter if he wasn't there. She could just sit and wait. And she didn't come here to fight with her son. She just wanted to hear her son explain some things. If it wasn't too much, she wouldn't care, but If it passes, then you have to take care of it.

With a click, the door opened. Song Wan opened it without thinking and walked in. As a result, when she raised her eyes, she saw the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and she was stunned for a moment, feeling shuddering. , touched his arm, is the window not closed? Why is it so cold?

"Who are you?" Song Wan asked in a deep voice. Could this be the bartender? A Lu really brought her to the company.

"Aunt, that's not..." Du Jingtang was about to explain, but Song Wan just went over.

"Whoever it is?" She lowered her voice and attitude.

"Leave Alu immediately. I will give you whatever money you want, but please don't have any contact with my son or ruin his reputation."

Xia Ruoxin's fingers gently touched the window in front of her, and strangely, Song Wan felt as if this hand was touching her body, which made her feel strangely uncomfortable.

And the hand holding the window, with more force, suddenly grasped the curtain into a ball. In an instant, Song Wan couldn't help but put her hand on her chest, feeling that this hand seemed to be grasping tightly. Like her heart,

At this time, the woman turned around and stood in front of Song Wan with a smile.

"Long time no see, Aunt Song,"

Her voice was very soft and she spoke very slowly, even pausing between each word.

Song Wan's neck felt as if someone had suddenly strangled her. Her lips moved together from time to time, and her breathing stopped. She suddenly felt that she was almost suffocating.

"Why is it you?" Song Wan almost opened her eyes in disbelief, and the finger pointing at Xia Ruoxin also started to tremble.

"Why isn't it me? Aunt Song, are you okay?"

Xia Ruoxin took a step forward, and Song Wan took a step back. It was like a mouse meeting a cat, and Xia Ruoxin was a cat. Obviously, Song Wan became a mouse.

Cold sweat also fell from Song Wan's forehead, but after all, she had lived for such a long time, and she had experienced all kinds of disturbances, so she had not yet reached the point of hysteria.

"Jingtang, you go out first."

Du Jingtang said next to Song Wan.

Du Jingtang looked at this, then that, and finally had no choice but to close the door and go out. Now he didn't care about anything. He went to find Chu Lu first and then talk about it. A mother and a lover. Since ancient times, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been the most important. They are difficult to get along with, but even before the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are married, they are already incompatible with each other.

When the door behind her closed, Song Wan grabbed her bag tightly.

"You're not dead?" Her voice became shrill, but she was also scared and guilty.

"Aunt Song, I have to thank you for still caring about whether I will die." Xia Ruoxin would not answer her question. She walked to the side of the floor-to-ceiling window and stood there. Sometimes she thought about what would happen if the glass If everything breaks and falls, it will really be over.

Just ask her if she is willing.

No, she is not willing to do so, how could she be willing to do so.

"Aunt Song, where is my daughter?" Xia Ruoxin asked this question again. She had asked this question a hundred times, but the final answer was still a question that made her despair. She knew the answer and still had to ask it. , her daughter, where did her little raindrops go? Where did she go? In fact, she was so small that no one was seen when she was alive, and no body was seen after she died. Not even a small body was left behind.

Song Wan lowered her hands feebly. This was the question she least wanted to answer, the least willing to touch, and the impatient question. For this reason, she had already killed a person. Although this person was still alive, she still I'm irritable, but I still feel guilty, and I can't get out of my mouth.

"The child, the child, was... lost by me."

"Where was it lost?" Xia Ruoxin's heart shrank. Although she knew that no matter how many times she asked, she would only get this answer, she still wanted to ask it again to make it hurt again.

She could accept it even if they hid her daughter and didn't let her see her daughter. Even if they didn't let her see her daughter for the rest of her life, she would admit it, but why did she still say this, "lost, lost, how did she lose it" , where was it thrown? After it was lost, did she look for it, did she care about it, and did she know that in the end, the child's small body was buried under the soil like this, and even the body could not be found. .

Song Wan shook her head, and she took a step back, looking panicked.

"I don't know, I really don't know. I took them out to play, but I just left for a while and she disappeared. I searched for a long time and couldn't find her, so she was lost."

"Who are they?" Xia Ruoxin grabbed the curtain again, and with so much force, the curtain was almost torn off by her.

"There are still some light raindrops in the fragrance," Song Wan replied somewhat awkwardly. She felt sad, she felt very distressed, and these guilty consciences almost overwhelmed her nerves, making her forget it even for a day.

"Really?" Xia Ruoxin suddenly smiled, but her smile made her shed some tears, "Then if you sue me, why did you lose Chu Xiang instead of my little raindrop? If you really love Chu Xiang so much, If you can't die, then what are you going to do with my daughter? Let her see with her own eyes your love for Chu Xiang, and let her know that only Chu Xiang is your granddaughter."

"She is only four years old. She is two years younger than your Xiangxiang. She is very well-behaved. When she goes out, she always holds the adults' hands. Since she was a child, I would not care about her, and she would hold her hand. My clothes have been walking around for four years, why, she never lost them, she just took them out once and then lost them?"

"I..." Song Wan took another step back, but she had nothing to say.

Xia Ruoxin let go of the curtains and moved towards Song Wan step by step. She was like an evil ghost coming to claim her life. She wanted Song Wan's life, and she also wanted Song Wan's... son's life.

"Auntie, you lost my daughter." She stared into Song Wan's eyes, her pupils also reflected Song Wan's shrunken body and her fearful eyebrows. Is fear useful? She was afraid that her daughter would come back. ?

"So, Auntie," she stretched out her hand, and the dove egg-sized diamond ring on her ring finger raised Song Wan's hair.