shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 243 Wan Heng Envies Master Fu's Both Sons and Daughters
Wan Heng, who analyzed thoroughly, stared straight at Fu Junyu, waiting for his answer.

Fu Junyu hummed lightly, and his eyes signaled Wan Heng to continue his analysis.

Encouraged, Wan Heng continued: "So, from the very beginning, from sending you a message as SN to cancel the wedding, to the later encounters in the hotel and chance encounters, it was all her plan."

In Wan Heng's mind, he recalled the scene when he first met Song Nian's mother and daughter, and the scenes flashed like slides.

His brain was running fast, capturing those flashing pictures and converting them into words.

"That's why she was so anxious when An An was allergic to the peach perfume on Song Wanwan's body. Although she acted rationally at the time, looking back now, I think she cared a lot."

The more I think about it, the more frightened Wan Heng feels, "Maybe, in the past five years, she has not only recharged her energy, but also secretly monitored your every move, trying to know yourself and the enemy and win every battle."

"I figured it out. No wonder it's so good. You suddenly asked me to take Song Wanwan's blood sample for a paternity test with An An. So it was because of Song Nian. What did she tell you to shake your heart?"

"You also know." Faced with Wan Heng's question, Fu Junyu did not hide anything, and answered all the questions: "An An's disease is carried from the mother's body. In short, the person who should be poisoned is the mother's body, but the person who is pregnant An'an, she took care of everything for her mother's body."

"But here, Song Wanwan refuses to admit that she was poisoned in Huai An'an."

Wan Heng understood Fu Junyu's explanation, "So, the person who was really poisoned was actually Song Nian."

"No wonder!" Wan Heng suddenly sighed, "No wonder Song Nian is so hostile towards Song Wanwan and the Song family, knowing that Song Wanwan is the one you are going to marry, knowing that Huang Shuting is very likely to become your future mother-in-law."

"Even under such a premise, she still made Huang Shuting, Song Wanwan's mother and daughter embarrassing on the day of her own runway show, became a laughing stock and lost a sum of money."

Wan Heng paused for a moment, and then asked Fu Junyu: "Even on the night of Elder Wen's welcome banquet, Song Wanwan was cut off from teacher-student relationship by Teacher Xi, forced to apologize in public, and couldn't get along in the music industry, is it also Song Nian's handwriting?"

If this is the case, Wan Heng only feels his scalp tingling, this Song Nian can't be offended!
Fu Junyu didn't say a word, everything was kept silent.

Wan Heng put her hands on her face and thought, "After learning that Song Wanwan is not An An's mother, she didn't take any revenge against the Song family. Is it because of Song Nian?"

"The Song family owes her too much." After the lonely words, the picture of the young Song Nian kneeling in the rose garden with injuries all over his body appeared in Fu Junyu's mind. His beautiful and seductive fox eyes were bloodthirsty and fierce.

"Her enmity, her hatred, her grievances, and the crimes she has suffered all come from the Song family. I can easily make the Song family disappear in the capital, but that is not the result she wants."

Gently flicking the ring that symbolizes power and status on her hand, Fu Junyu's eyes were as cold as frost, "She does it herself, so that the wicked will be punished as they should be, so that all the injuries she has suffered in these years can be comforted."

At this point, everything is clear for Wan Heng.

He looked straight at Fu Junyu with a little envy in his eyes: "Hey, I envy you, you have both sons and daughters."

"The son and daughter are beautiful, and the mother of the child is also a rare beauty in the world." After a pause, Wan Heng smiled and said, "Ah Yu, you are finished, you have fallen in love."

Fu Junyu looked at Wan Heng, "What are you talking about?"

Wan Heng smiled, and saw him standing up and stretching his waist, "The prerequisite for liking someone is pity." Turning her head to look at Fu Junyu, Wan Heng asked: "Do you dare to say that you don't feel sorry for Song Nian?"

(End of this chapter)