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Chapter 264 Because Your Son Bullied Me!
Song Xiaoya ran all the way outside the Jiang family's manor, until she couldn't run anymore, she stopped, and squatted on the ground short of breath.

This huge Jiang family building complex has now become very ironic in her eyes.

Everyone in this villa will call her the third young lady and salute her respectfully. Who would have thought that her marriage with Jiang Beichen was fake from beginning to end.

From the very beginning, it was a big lie.

A gust of cool wind blew over, and the tears on Song Xiaoya's face felt a little cool.She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, only to realize that she was again near the small glass greenhouse that she had visited last time.

The flowers in the small flower house are still in full bloom, and the colors are very beautiful.

Song Xiaoya stared at the greenhouse for a while, and after a while, she took a step and walked in slowly.

It's warm inside the greenhouse.

Song Xiaoya stopped in front of a small red flower, and accidentally lowered her head to look, and was a little surprised to find that the small red flower was unfolding brightly.

This is the little flower that she stepped on to break the flower path last time, and then, under the pressure of the old man, carefully fixed it with wooden sticks and thin wires. The fixed brackets are still there, and the flower stems are also injured Mark of.

She originally thought that this flower could not be saved, that it was dead.Unexpectedly, after these days of recovery, it miraculously came back to life, and also grew new flower buds.

Just as Song Xiaoya was staring at Xiaohua in a daze, another old voice came from behind, "Don't touch my Xiaohong!"

This forceful and domineering way of speaking was exactly the same as Jiang Beichen's. Song Xiaoya didn't need to look back to know who was coming.

He is Jiang Beichen's father.

"I didn't touch your little red, I just came in and took a look." Song Xiaoya stood up and explained to him.

Assistant Shang told her last time that Mr. Jiang seemed to have something wrong with his mind, and he was unconscious.

He didn't take his medicine again today, did he sneak out behind the doctor's back?

Sitting in a wheelchair, the old man came to Song Xiaoya slowly, looked at the flowers on the ground, "I can't even take a look!"

"..."

Really domineering.

"You go out immediately, you are not allowed to come in here." The old man raised the crutch in his hand, waved it at Song Xiaoya, and said very unhappy.

"I won't touch your little red, don't move anything, just stand here for a while."

Song Xiaoya's heart was broken just now, and she felt better after seeing this little flower, but she didn't expect to be kicked out soon.

Seeing that she refused to go out, the old man stared at her for a moment, and then suddenly said, "It's fine to stay here, then you have to play a game with me."

"But I'm not in the mood to play games right now." Song Xiaoya said helplessly.

"Then go out immediately, hurry up." Hearing her refusal, the old man immediately turned gloomy, very unhappy.

"I'm not going out, I just want to stay here!" Song Xiaoya also became stubborn, and simply squatted on the ground, biting the corner of her mouth aggrieved.

There are bodyguards and servants everywhere in Jiang's villa, and now this place is the only place that is relatively clean. She is very confused now and just wants to be quiet.

"No, this is my place, I have the final say." The old man continued to poke the ground with his cane, looking very angry.

"Why are you so ruthless? Just think of it as helping me." Song Xiaoya glanced contemptuously. Could it be that he couldn't see that she needed comfort now, and he reprimanded her with this attitude.

Sure enough, Jiang Beichen's father is indeed worthy, even if there is something wrong with his mind, he is still the same domineering and ruthless.

"Help you?" Song Xiaoya said this, which moved the old man a little. He was silent for a while, and waved his hands reluctantly, "Okay, 10 minutes at most, and then I will leave here when I see you."

"Okay, thank you." Song Xiaoya sniffed, then thanked her.

The old man retracted his crutches and was about to turn his head and walk backwards. Then, as if he had thought of something, he hesitated for a moment and then turned his head to look at her. He poked the ground with his crutches again, "Why should I help you?"

Song Xiaoya was taken aback, isn't this old man's nerve jump a little slow?

She bit her lip, and said aggrievedly, "Because your son bullied me just now!"

"Jiang Beicheng or Jiang Beimo?" The old man thought for a while, then asked her.

Song Xiaoya shook her head, "It's not them."

"Who is that?" The old man was confused.

"It's Jiang Beichen!"

"Who is Jiang Beichen?"

"..."

Song Xiaoya was speechless, seeing the old man's bewildered expression, she didn't know what to say.

He can't even remember his own son!
"Well, it was Jiang Beicheng who bullied me." Song Xiaoya suddenly remembered that the last time Jiang Beichen appeared here, the old man seemed to call him Jiang Beicheng.

It doesn't matter whether the old man can figure it out, and she doesn't expect this delirious old man to help her.

Hearing that it was Jiang Beicheng, the old man nodded, and then said to himself, "This kid, Beicheng, has been naughty since he was a child."

After a while, an old man hurried over to the small flower house with a few servants, then stood in front of the old man, and said anxiously, "Master, why are you out again?"

After not paying attention for a while, he ran out again.

"Third Young Mistress, you're here too." Seeing Song Xiaoya standing beside her, the visitor hurriedly greeted with a smile.

Song Xiaoya couldn't help but wryly smiled when she heard the name Third Young Mistress.

Where is she, the third young mistress, she is clearly a counterfeit.

That woman named Xia Qingmei is the Third Young Mistress here!
"Master, it's getting dark, let's go back." The visitor bent down and said to the old man in the wheelchair.

"I'm not leaving, I want to play a game, you bring my chessboard here."

"Master, I'll play chess with you when I get back." The visitor nodded and agreed.

"I don't play chess with you, I want to play chess with my daughter-in-law." The master shook his head, raised his crutch and pointed at Song Xiaoya standing in front of him.

"Me?" Song Xiaoya pointed at herself in astonishment.

"Third Young Mistress, why don't you do this, the master is not in a good state recently, you can play chess with him for a while, just to relieve boredom, you see..." The visitor came to Song Xiaoya, and then asked for her opinion.

Song Xiaoya thought that she had nowhere to go now anyway, she hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and agreed, "Okay then."

Her mind is in a mess now, and she doesn't know what she is doing, so it doesn't matter where she goes.

"Thank you, Third Young Mistress, for your understanding." Hearing that Song Xiaoya agreed, the visitor thanked her very gratefully.

(End of this chapter)