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"Emperor Yang Qing, you must speak with evidence. My granddaughter is already dead. I don't want you to make her death uneasy!" Old Master Song asked Liu Boyang coldly, suppressing the excitement in his heart. [——Boiling Literature——][——Boiling Literature——]!.

"Huh! Evidence?! Old man, to be honest, my intuition has always been accurate! I feel that there is an inner ghost in your Song family who set up a trap to kill Jiayao! If you trust me, can you let me Take Jia Yao away? I promise to find out the truth and give you a satisfactory answer within one day!" Liu Boyang said.

"Presumptuous! Empty talk has no basis, you just take her away?" Although Mr. Song has settled his feud with Liu Boyang, his natural stubbornness still exists. He believes that in the Song family ruled by him, it will never appear. What ghost!

"Old man, I can't help you if you don't believe me, but I have to remind you that you, an old man, have traveled more bridges than I have. You must know that there is a saying called knowing people, knowing faces Heart! You can't trust the people around you too much! Sometimes, for the sake of profit, you can't even trust your own son!" Liu Boyang said coldly.

"I...huh! Emperor Yang Qing, the same sentence, my granddaughter is dead, I will not let you toss her body casually for such absurd excuses, you want to convince me, old man, it is not No, but you have to show evidence! Without evidence, even if I agree to let you gamble, I can't convince so many people in the Song family!" Mr. Song said resolutely!

"Is that the evidence?" Liu Boyang sneered, turned his head to look for it, and suddenly took the glass on the bedside table that Song Jiayao drank half a glass of water last night, sniffed it lightly, it was colorless and odorless, But Liu Boyang is not a person who has never seen the world. He walked to the window with the cup, and under the dazzling sunlight outside, he found the colorful reflective ripples rippling on the surface of the water. He squeezed the glass tightly, and said to Mr. Song, "This glass of water has been tampered with. If you don't believe me, I can find someone to send an appraisal report later!"

When Mr. Song heard this, he was furious, and just about to open his neck to call in the nanny who was in charge of serving Song Jiayao's food, Liu Boyang interrupted him abruptly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Song, as long as you believe that I didn't fool you, Jiayao I have to take it away today, otherwise she will really be wronged, and your Song family has a lot of troubles today, you should deal with those people well! If you can't give Jiayao justice, I swear I will not be human!"

Mr. Song said: "Then what are you waiting for, take Jiayao away, but I warn you, don't let her make any mistakes, she must be sent back to me within one day!"

"No problem!" Liu Boyang nodded, turned around and gently lifted the quilt from Song Jiayao's body, and gently hugged Song Jiayao who was only wearing a thin pajamas. Song Jiayao is really a very bourgeois girl, and she is wearing the kind of silky pink pajamas that only reach her snow-white thighs, which is usually worn by princesses in fairy tales. Liu Boyang thought about it and felt that It wasn't right for her to carry her out, so she took off her coat and put it on her body, and put Song Jiayao's down jacket on her lap, so that only her pale pretty face and two tender and delicate jade legs were exposed. Only then did Liu Boyang hug her and walk out with peace of mind. (Just read the novel——Boiling Literature————Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; Mr. Song has been standing behind and watching Liu Boyang’s actions coldly, thinking carefully since Jiayao was found to be terminally ill I don’t want to know about all the things. This thought really brought out many doubts and problems. For example, before the physical examination, Jiayao didn’t have any major abnormalities at all. How could she suddenly find out that she had advanced lung cancer? Furthermore, from the moment Jiayao learned that she was dying, she seldom talked to anyone, shut herself up for three whole days, and then ran away from home without telling everyone, until she came back later, She also always deliberately avoids her family members, her body is getting weaker and weaker, she does not receive treatment, and she does not tell anyone about her feelings, which eventually makes Mr. Song himself believe in the condition of his precious granddaughter.huaixiu.bsp ;So to say……

The more the old man thought about it, the more something went wrong, and finally his whole body became numb and his scalp exploded!The old man is not stupid, he is just conservative and stubborn!He had never doubted his family members before, because he felt that as long as he was in the Song family, there would be no traitors!But did he miss it?Is there really a ghost in the Song family?Who on earth wanted to kill his beloved granddaughter? !

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When Liu Boyang went out with Song Jiayao in his arms, the sons of Mrs. Song who were sitting on the sofa all stood up in an instant. Song Yuanfeng's face tensed all of a sudden, and he pointed at Liu Boyang and asked angrily, "Emperor Yang Qing! What do you want to do?! Where are you taking my niece?"

Liu Boyang glanced at him coldly, and had an inexplicable guess in his heart that he was the most suspected person who killed Song Jiayao!

"None of your business!" Liu Boyang didn't even shake him, and walked out the door with Song Jiayao in his arms.

Song Yuanfeng and the brothers behind him panicked immediately, and quickly ran over to stop them: "If you don't make it clear, don't even think about leaving the Song family today!"

"Where do you think this is? Our niece is dead, you can take it away if you want? What do you want to do?" Song Yuanfeng's younger brother Song Yuanping said coldly.

Liu Boyang looked at the angry and tense faces of these people, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt suspicious. If they didn't do anything wrong, why would they be so guilty?

"Get out! I don't need to explain to you! The old man has already agreed with me to take her away, what are you doing? Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way!" Liu Boyang cursed directly!

"You...do you dare to curse people?"

"The old man agrees with you to take her away? You can't believe it! You wait here, I'll go in and ask what's going on!"

"I think Dad must be crazy! Now the whole Song family is waiting outside for the funeral, and he actually asked him to take Jiayao away. Do you want everyone to see our Song family's joke?"

These guys talked nonsense, but in short they didn't let Liu Boyang go. As the eldest son, Song Yuanfeng had already run in to find Mr. Song.

But before Song Yuanfeng could run in, Old Master Song came out when he heard the commotion, and said sharply: "Let him go! I asked Emperor Yang Qing to take Jiayao away, and anyone who has something to say can tell me! "

Song Yuanfeng panicked and said, "Father, what do you mean? Jia Yao is already dead, let her be buried in the ground as soon as possible! How can I just toss her body casually, as an uncle..."

"This family, is it my decision or yours?" Mr. Song suddenly asked coldly.

"Ah, of course it's you!" Song Yuanfeng said quickly, but he was gnashing his teeth in his heart!

"Since it's me, do you have anything else to say now? Didn't you hear me when I told Emperor Yang Qing to take her away?" Mr. Song said angrily.

Song Yuanfeng hurriedly said: "Don't dare!" He turned his head and stared at Liu Boyang bitterly, his eyes could breathe fire!

Liu Boyang smiled coldly, carried Song Jiayao in his arms and continued walking outside, not only Song Yuanfeng panicked, but also the other brothers, Song Yuanping said to the old man: "Father, let him take Jiayao away, What exactly do you want to do? Isn’t this to let outsiders see our family’s jokes? Besides, the second brother is already on his way back, he is Jia Yao’s ㊣(6) biological father, if he doesn’t see Jia Yao when he comes back, let’s... "

"The sky is falling, I'll carry it! Don't worry about it!" After Old Master Song finished speaking, he turned and went in coldly.

Song Yuanping and the others were so angry that they trembled and exchanged winks, but they were too nervous!

The fourth son, Song Yuanliang, had sharp eyes, and saw at a glance that Liu Boyang was holding Song Jiayao, and holding a cup steadily in his hand, and said in panic, "Emperor Yang Qing! What are you doing with that cup?!"

But Liu Boyang didn't dump these people at all, and said lightly: "Send me a word: don't do bad things on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts calling at your door in the middle of the night! If you let me know that Jiayao's death has anything to do with you, I swear to God, Let your blood splatter five steps!"