Tang Jingyun hugged Song Tiantian and the quilt in his arms, thinking of the slap Xin Wan gave her just now, he now has the heart to kill. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

He could already think of how hard Song Tiantian had been in the past three years with a mother like Xin Wan.

Song Tiantian lowered his eyelids slightly, exhausted all the emotions in his eyes, and finally replaced them with a calm and watery indifference and meaninglessness.

"I'm fine." She said this to Tang Jingyun.

"Get dressed and come with me." He commanded her coldly.

Do you want to go with him?

Song Tiantian also thought, just looking at Xin Wan, who was angry and completely out of control in front of her, could she really go?

"Song Tiantian, if you dare to go with him today, just wait to collect my body, I think, you should wish I died, but I tell you, if you are with him, I will not let you go." Xin Wan's words were eerie.

Song Tiantian closed his eyes, and the helpless smile on his lips became thicker.

What kind of person Xin Wan is, Song Tiantian doesn't know, never knows.

She is good and bad at herself, and she is about to toss people into a psychopath.

"Gu Zhengnan's death has nothing to do with Tang Jingyun, you believe me, he ......"

"Shut up!" Hearing this, Xin Wan raised her hand violently again.

A slap with wind slammed into Song Tilt's face, and it was about to fall on Song Tilt's face, but someone shot faster.

Tang Jingyun intercepted Xin Wan's hand when she was only a millimeter away from Song Tiantian.

He used a little strength, and Xin Wan let out a muffled grunt mixed with the sound of bones shattering.

Even though Xin Wan's painful face was hideous and distorted, Tang Jingyun still had no intention of letting go.

Song Tiantian saw that the situation was not right, so he had to remind him loudly: "Enough, trouble you, let go." ”

"Come with me." This is the second time he has brought it up with her.

Song Tiantian chuckled lightly and shook his head weakly, "You let go first, I can't go with you for the time being." ”

If she left Xin Wan behind, she would really kill herself.

After all, this is her mother, and she can't sit idly by.

Song Tiantian once again landed his helpless gaze on Xin Wan in front of him.

At the age of fifty, she already looks old enough, most of her hair is white, and her face is covered with fine lines, if it was placed three years ago, Song Tiantian would never have imagined that her gentle and elegant mother would become what she is today.

Suddenly, I remembered the picture of Xin Wan teaching her guzheng in the room when she was a child.

She wore an elegant peony cheongsam, combed her delicate hair, and sat in front of the guzheng, just like a classical beauty who came out of the painting.

She is kind and seductive, although she is strict, but many times, she is still charitable and patient.

"Mom......" she called out Xin Wan in a low voice, as if time had rewinded to many years ago.

It's just that everyone knows that time can't go back.

"You choose one, who are you going to follow!" Xin Wan's tone was quite resolute, as if as long as she chose Tang Jingyun, she would die in front of her immediately.

She nearly collapsed.

Xin Wan pressed forward step by step, "Say! ”

The atmosphere was as silent as death.

When Song Tiantian slowly raised his eyes and looked at Tang Jingyun, everything seemed to be clear.

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