Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 284 Scaring her, there is a ghost
"Uncle Akang doesn't know how to answer it. You see, this matter didn't fall on me. Saying those words that don't hurt or itch means that standing up and talking doesn't hurt your back."

Song Dezhi touched his big belly, and smiled coldly, "I heard that Uncle Akang's daughter is pregnant again recently, is she about to give birth? Then Uncle Akang, be careful, these days, more and more people who can't have children There are many people who plan to steal other people's children if they can't give birth. Your girl gave birth to a child, but be careful. It was snatched by someone with ulterior motives. I think your weak girl is afraid but……"

Akang interrupted her nervously, and said angrily, "Song Dezhi, what are you going to do to my daughter?"

"What can I do? Just kindly remind Uncle Akang."

"..."

"Uncle Akang, you are not a woman, and you don't know the importance of children to a woman. Children are more important than husbands! Husbands can give up, but children can't! If you don't have a husband, you can remarry. If you don't have children, your heart will be destroyed." If the person is cut off, you will never want to be happy in this life. I have been there, and I know what it feels like."

"..."

"No matter how well that family raises your grandson, you won't be grateful to them. On the contrary, you will want to kill them. I'm not talking nonsense... When I was in City A, I set up a 'Baby, go home I have seen a lot of foundations. When a family loses a child, the family breaks up, and some even get divorced because of it. It is hard to find the child, but the child does not recognize the biological parents, and the adoptive parents. Then Uncle Akang must have never tasted such a taste!"

"..."

"Uncle Akang, if you don't believe me, I can let you try it!"

Song Dezhi glanced over, and Uncle Akang's heart trembled, as if being stared at by Mr. Xue, but Song Dezhi left Akang who was shocked by her words and left.

She is angry, standing and talking without back pain!
However, just now it was obvious that Akang said that she misunderstood her and wanted to vent her anger on his grandson, she was not that bad yet.She is also a mother with children, and she knows the feeling of losing a child and living a life worse than death.

Because I have tasted it, I am afraid!So soft-hearted!So be merciful!
……

Xue Zhongyang and Mr. Xue finished talking about business, and when he came to find him, Song Dezhi had a murderous look on his face.As if he didn't see him, he ran straight towards her, Xue Zhongyang grabbed her shoulder, so as not to hit her stomach.

"What are you thinking? If you don't look at the road, there are ravines here. What if you fall down?" Xue Zhongyang said worriedly.

"Zhongyang, your grandpa helped me Wang Xianda because of the child in my stomach!"

She tucked her broken hair behind her ears, and said in a flat voice, "That's Grandpa's idea, it has nothing to do with us!"

"I'm afraid that he will use strong means to force my child..." She looked at him nervously, Xue Zhongyang suddenly hugged her, wrapped her in his ear, and said softly, "If grandpa dares to do this, I will tell you Uncle Ertang, my father was not born to my grandfather."

Song Dezhi was shocked, "Is this true?"

"My father passed away a long time ago. It's hard to find out this kind of thing. However, this matter can be used as a fuss."

After all, this is Mr. Xue's territory. Song Dezhi didn't dare to tell Xue Zhongyang about such a secret matter. His heart felt like a cat's paw scratching again. He wanted to know what was going on, but he could only force it down.

……

At night, Song Dezhi stayed in Xue Zhongyang's room, and when he passed a room next door, Xue Zhongyang stopped for a while, Song Dezhi looked at the closed door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is my brother's room. I don't know what's going on, there will be movement at night, and I can hear it next door. Are you not afraid?"

Song De subconsciously leaned against Xue Zhongyang, "No, I'm not afraid!" That way, he was obviously scared, but his mouth was stubborn.

"Since we're not afraid, let's go in and have a look."

After saying that, he went to open the door, and before Song Dezhi could stop him, he was pulled into the room where Xue Boran lived.The room was very quiet, it didn't look like it hadn't been in a long time.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Song Dezhi felt that it was colder here than outside, and her big eyes rolled around, for fear of seeing something she didn't dare to look at.

Suddenly, the curtain moved, and a black figure jumped out. Song Dezhi yelled, and Xue Zhongyang hurriedly blocked him. Seeing the little thing that caused trouble, he laughed, "A cat scares you like this."

The bodyguard broke in with a gun and looked around vigilantly. Xue Zhongyang explained and told them to retreat.

"It's not what you said just now." Song Dezhi complained coquettishly, "You know that I'm most afraid of ghosts."

"There is nothing scary about ghosts, only the living are scary."

Xue Zhongyang squatted down to tickle the cat on the ground, the big black cat was not afraid of Xue Zhongyang, turned over its belly and let him scratch it, and made a comfortable purring sound from its mouth, which was very cute.

"You raised this?"

"My brother raised it."

"Isn't your brother?"

"Before I was alive!" There was a bell tied around the cat's neck. It looked like it had been worn for a long time, and it had been worn shiny. Song Dezhi could also like small things, and he wanted to wipe him more. He let Xue Zhongyang scratch his belly with a vicious look, and Song Dezhi stretched out his hand, and immediately turned over and yelled at him.

"Your brother's cat doesn't like me." Song Dezhi said aggrievedly.

"I like you!"

With that said, he picked up the cat and walked to the window to let the cat go.He went in to search for something, and Song Dezhi began to look at the room. It was a bedroom and study compartment, with a lot of books, and there were photos on the table. They were a young man and a beautiful woman.

"This is your brother?"

"En." Xue Zhongyang glanced at it from afar and nodded.

"Your family's genes are really good, and your brother is also good-looking."

Xue Boran's appearance is more in line with Song Dezhi's aesthetics. The man's masculinity has a refined temperament, unlike Xue Zhongyang's excessive appearance, which is too aggressive.

Seeing him staring at Xue Boran's photo, a certain stingy man became upset, "I look good, or my brother?"

"Actually, your brother is my dream lover..." Song Dezhi didn't look at Xue Zhongyang's expression, and said casually, and ended up in trouble, "Your brother is very manly, a bit like Takeshi Kaneshiro... "

The photo in his hand was snatched away by a man and stuffed into a drawer!
"Hey, I haven't finished it yet. Who is the woman next to me? It can't be your brother's girlfriend."

Xue Zhongyang staggered and almost fell down. Looking back, he looked at her with a troubled expression, "That's my mommy!"

"what!"

Song Dezhi had seen the photo of Xue Zhongyang's mother in Cuiyuan at that time, but he didn't look at it carefully at that time. He only knew that Xue's family members were all good-looking, but the woman just now was too young.

"Your mommy looks so young, does she have any maintenance secrets?"

"My mother uses two or three masks a day, and goes to the beauty salon every three days for essential oil treatments, exfoliation, beauty treatment, and yoga every day... 365 days a year without missing a day, if you have my mother I think you will look very young when you are in your 40s."

"Haha...hehe, I think aging is also a kind of beauty."

Two or three masks a day, wouldn't it mean that you have to apply the mask when you get up in the morning and keep it on until you go to bed?When she wakes up in the morning, she finds it bothersome to put on makeup.

"You see, beauty also requires hard work. You're so lazy, forget it."

"What exactly are you looking for?"

"a book."

"what book?"

"Tagore's collection of poems "Flying Birds"."

"What are you looking for?"

"Sister Jing Rong wants it."

"Who is Miss Jing Rong?"

Song Dezhi came over and helped her find it together.

"My brother's girlfriend."

Song Dezhi froze, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

"kindness."

"Then your brother died, how sad she must be."

"kindness."

Song Dezhi thought of what Xue Jichang had said to her, saying that Xue Boran's death would be caused by him. Song Dezhi never dared to tell Xue Zhongyang.

"Your brother died of illness?"

"kindness."

"What disease?"

"Brain tumor. It was originally benign, but after the operation, I couldn't hold on, so I went. My mommy and grandma were very sad at the time.... The operation was a success, and we made an appointment to wait for his illness to recover. I'm going to ride a horse...I found it." Song Dezhi took out a book that was put upside down from the top shelf, looked at the cover, and confirmed that it was the book he was looking for, and then said to Song Dezhi, "Let's go."

"Zhongyang, actually, I have something to tell you."

Song Dezhi's expression suddenly became very serious. Xue Zhongyang held the skill in his hand, looked at her, and asked, "Why is this expression? What happened?"

"I said, you have to calm down."

When she said this, Xue Zhongyang couldn't calm down, "What's going on?"

"Once, Xue Jichang told me that your brother was killed by him....Well, you also know that man Xue Jichang, he spoke the truth and falsehood, and I'm not sure whether what he said was true. of."

"When?"

"When and when?"

"When did you see him alone?"

Song Dezhi thought for a while, "It's been a long time ago...it seems to be the time when Ozawa was kidnapped."

Xue Zhongyang stared at the collection of poems in his hand, and did not speak for a while.

"...Maybe, he's a liar, maybe. Well, don't be impulsive. We can't protect ourselves now, and we can't take care of Xue Jichang."

Xue Zhongyang exhaled and said, "It's late, go to bed. Grandpa used to get up at 6 in the morning, we can't sleep too late."

"Oh."

Song Dezhi carefully looked at the room that belonged to Xue Boran, always feeling that Xue Boran hadn't gone far and was still in this room.She walked a few steps, caught up with Xue Zhongyang, and closed the door.This room is dusty again!
(End of this chapter)