Chapter 865 Eighty Little Wolfdogs, a Little Dragged (9)

"What evidence can you have?"

Guo Qiaoqiao has calmed down at this time, and is sure that Su Qiao can't help them at all.

Su Qiao gave her a nasty smile: "Guo Qiaoqiao, your father has been dead for more than half a year, and your mother has never remarried. Then, where did the three-month-old fetus in her womb come from?"

After Su Qiao's words, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Yue'e's stomach.

"what?"

"The fetus? Still more than three months?"

"impossible?"

Yang Yue'e was thirty-seven or eighteen years old. Because she had always lived a good life, not only did she look old at all, but she had a coquettish charm that a village woman did not have.

It happened to be March or April, and the heavy jacket had been taken off. At this time, Yang Yue'e was wearing a light rose-red jacket in late spring and early summer.

If you don't look closely, you can't really see anything.

"You... you are talking nonsense, you little bitch, how dare you throw dirty water on me to see if I won't tear you apart."

Yang Yue'e didn't know whether she was guilty or angry, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes staring at Su Qiao were about to get angry.

Madam Liu pulled her granddaughter behind her, her eyes widened with anger, and an expression like she was about to eat Yang Yue'e: "You dare!"

"You're a shameless slut, a scumbag who steals wild men, and you did such a shameless thing by yourself, which stained my Qiao'er's eyes, but I'm too embarrassed to scream here."

Liu Chunfang didn't react until this time. She looked at Su Qiao with red eyes: "Qiaoer, your father and her really..."

Su Qiao frowned slightly, a little disliked by her being so cowardly.

"Mom, this kind of man has never protected you once, and has never felt sorry for you once. It's not worth being sad for him at all."

Liu Chunfang's eyes showed sadness, and she lowered her head to wipe her tears: "Mom didn't... Mom just... just a little sad."

It turned out... It turned out that her man suddenly wanted to divorce her because there was another woman outside.

And he was pregnant with a child, so he just waited for him to move the woman.

She gave in for so many years and tolerated for so many years, but in exchange for such an ending, she... she was really uncomfortable.

Su Qiao reluctantly patted her on the shoulder: "No need to be sad, this kind of man, don't worry."

Saying that, she suggested: "Old village chief, if she has any children in her stomach, just ask Aunt Li to see it."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the town's health center. If the doctor is concerned, no one should doubt it, right?"

Yang Yue'e's face suddenly turned pale, and she squeezed her daughter's hand tightly.

Guo Qiaoqiao's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly understood something.

She bit and took a deep breath: "Su Qiao, even if there is a child in my mother's belly, it doesn't prove that it is your father's."

"Hehe, you said it's not my father's?"

Su Qiao is like a hunter who is slowly forcing his prey to automatically jump into a trap.

"Well, since the child is not my father's, please call out the father of the child in her womb."

"I want to see, besides my dad, she also hooked up with any man in the village."

"I don't know if the women in that family know, will they be as gentle as us."

As Su Qiao said, she also meaningfully swept over the villagers who were watching.

It caused many village women to be nervous, and the eyes they looked at Yang Yue'e also began to turn bad.

Who wants his man to have an affair with a woman like Yang Yue'e?

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Su Qiao's eyes fell on Yang Yue'e's mother and daughter again: