Mr.Yi, you are my destiny

"Nannan... Thousands of people love her so much, but... Lingling doesn't even have the right to love alo. Look more. Nannan doesn't want to let her see. Is it too much?" Fu Yijia is complaining about her daughter.

"Do you think there's nothing wrong with Lingling and killing?" Fu Yijing stared at Fu Yijia and asked.

"That's also because Nannan is overbearing... If Nannan is not so overbearing, would Lingling want to kill her? What's the matter with her eyes? It's not easy to love someone. She loves alo and can't get alo. It's already very painful. It's not easy to have a chance to see alo. Is it wrong? Why doesn't Nannan even let Lingling look?" Fu Yijia is still defending his daughter Ruan Qiuling.

"If you just took a look, Nannan wouldn't do this to her, but ask Ruan Qiuling, what's her heart?" Wen Zehao coldly interrupted: "today, when ah Luo took Lingling for paternity test, you asked Ruan Qiuling how to provoke Nannan?"

Fu Yijia looked at Ruan Qiuling: "you...?"

"To do paternity testing?" Fu Yijing doesn't understand.

"Yes... To do paternity testing!" Wen Zehao looked at Fu Yijing and answered faintly.

Wen Zehao found that when he said this, a trace of panic flashed in Fu Yijia's eyes!

"Hmm?" Fu Yijing didn't understand: "why?"

"Well, you have to ask your aunt!" Wen Zehao's eyes became colder and colder, so he stared at Fu Yijia.

"Jiajia, what's the matter?" Fu Yijing was so flustered and confused that she didn't understand. What's the matter?

Fu Yijing looks at Fu Yijia's calm follow. She suddenly feels that Fu Yijia has become strange, special strange!

"Jia Jia... Why did ah Hao go to make a paternity test for Lingling? Isn't Lingling Ruan Haigen's daughter? Isn't it his own?" Fu Yijing locked her eyebrows.

However, Fu Yijing knows very clearly that Ruan Qiuling is Fu Yijia's own, and must be his own, because in those years, Fu Yijing watched Fu Yijia get pregnant and have children.

"Yes!" Fu Yijia admitted.

"Who's that?" Fu Yijing panicked. She didn't expect that Fu Yijia, the sister she trusted most, still had such a thing to hide from herself.

"Sister... You don't care who Lingling is! Now, I want to beg you... Let Lingling go. Lingling knows it's wrong. Moreover, Lingling just said that she just killed her heart together. She regretted it. She really regretted it... Now, Nannan is all right, isn't she?" Fu Yijia also begged Fu Yijing.

"Do you... Still cover up Lingling?" Fu Yijing didn't expect that Fu Yijia was such a person.

"She's still young, she's still young, and she'll get married in the future. She still has a bright future, sister..." Fu Yijia looked at Fu Yijing and begged.

Wen Zehao always looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

"Cousin... I beg you... Let me go. I know I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. I promise I'll never think about brother fengluo again in the future. I really won't... I really know I'm wrong. My mother is right. I'll get married in the future. I still have a bright future. Let me go, OK? Let me go!" Ruan Qiuling knelt in front of Wen Zehao, Please Wen Zehao.

"Ah Hao... Let Lingling go! Please, Auntie! Otherwise, Auntie will kneel down for you!" Fu Yijia really knelt in front of Wen Zehao.

Wen Zehao was cold and didn't speak. He knelt down and begged him in the face of them, but he was still indifferent.

"Ah Hao... If you make Lingling feel bad, I'll make your family feel bad. You'd better think clearly. Some things... Should be done and some things shouldn't be done!" Fu Yijia threatened Wen Zehao by looking at his indifference.

After listening to Fu Yijia's threat, Wen Zehao smiled and laughed: "ha ha... Aunt... You really have a good idea. I admire you very much. You are the most cruel woman I have ever seen!"

"It's a pity, but I Wen Zehao has never been threatened, never!" Wen Zehao straightened his waist and sent out a murderous spirit, forcing Ruan Lingqiu's legs to be soft, unable to kneel, and sat down on the cold floor.

"Do you really want this? You really don't care if the people you love will be sad?" Fu Yijia asked Wen Zehao with a cold face.

Fu Yijing listened to Fu Yijia and her son Wen Zehao playing a riddle and wondered, "what are you two talking about?"

"Mom, I don't know what my aunt is talking about. I don't know what she threatened me. You heard that she wanted to make it difficult for our family!" Wen Zehao looked at Fu Yijing with a puzzled face.

Fu Yijing looked at Fu Yijia with a sad face: "Jiajia, what do you mean, you say, you don't make our family better, you say, how on earth don't you make our family better?"

"My sister loves you so much... Does it hurt you in vain?" Fu Yijing is heartache. It's really heartache. How can my beloved sister become like this.

"Ha ha... Sister? Do you hurt me? Really hurt me!" Fu Yijia sneered sarcastically.

Fu Yijing sees hatred from Fu Yijia's eyes. She doesn't understand where she did something sorry for Fu Yijia. Where?

She felt that she had loved her sister since she was a child. Why did she have such deep hatred for herself.

"Jiajia... Where did I do something I'm sorry for you?" Fu Yijing didn't understand.

"Mom... You didn't do anything wrong to her. You were kind to her, but she thanked her with gratitude! Today I want you to see clearly what a cruel and hot woman your favorite sister is!" Wen Zehao stared angrily at Fu Yijia and yelled.

Ruan Qiuling had already been scared to death, but Fu Yijia was still very calm. He was really calm. He was not afraid at all!

Fu Yijing looked silly. She couldn't believe it. This is her beloved sister, Fu Yijia.

Fu Yijing is still an incredible look. Looking at Fu Yijia, looking at this strange sister: "Jiajia, how did you become like this?"

"Mom, she has never changed. She has always been like this. It's just that she has been celebrating her birthday in front of you and is just a man with a mask!" Wen Zehao is not worth it for his mother. It's really not worth it.

"I......" Fu Yijing's lips are trembling. She doesn't understand why she became like this.

Wen Xiangjin held Fu Yijing's hand tightly and hugged her in his arms: "some people don't deserve you to be so sad. You should take care of your body!"

Wen Xiangjin's tenderness and heartache for Fu Yijing made Fu Yijia look into her eyes. She gnashed her teeth and stared maliciously at Wen Xiangjin and Fu Yijing.

Fu Yijing feels that Fu Yijia's cold eyes look at her. It's jealousy. Yes, it's jealousy!

Such strong jealousy makes Fu Yijing not understand what's going on.

Fu Yijia's eyes were clear to Wen Zehao, which further confirmed his previous ideas.

"Jiajia... You, why do you stare at me like this? You..." Fu Yijing's heart trembled more and more.

"Because she is jealous of you!" Wen Zehao answered for Fu Yijia.

"You..." Fu Yijing can't imagine that her sister, who has been very close to her, would be so jealous of herself and want her to die.

"Ha ha..." Fu Yijia looked at Wen Zehao and seemed to tell the whole story.

"Ah Hao... Have you figured it out? Do you have to break the net with your aunt?" Fu Yijia became more and more calm.

No one understood what was thinking in her heart, and Fu Yijing didn't understand.

Fu Yijing looked at them tremblingly.

Looking at what happened next, she knew that what happened next must be bad.

"Do you think... Now, can you hide some things? Even if I don't say it, will you not say it? You've been planning for so many years, isn't it because of today?" Wen Zehao is shrewd.

He is always fastidious and preemptive in his work. He doesn't want to be subdued passively.

"OK! This is your choice... At that time... Don't blame me for the chicken flying and dog jumping in your house! This is what you want!" Fu Yijia sneered and glanced at Wen Xiangjin.

When Fu Yijia looked at Wen Xiangjin, she became soft and eager

That kind of look makes Fu Yijing more afraid. It's clearly the look at her lover. How can it be?

Fu Yijing can't imagine.

"You... Jiajia... You... In the end..." Fu Yijing shivered and cold, leaning against Wen Xiangjin's arms.

Even if Wen Xiangjin's embrace is very warm, at this time, there is no way to warm Fu Yijing's cold heart.

"You can really get rid of the crime. Aren't you the culprit of this matter? You'd better put it on me now!" Wen Zehao looked at her coldly.

"I don't want to tell you more nonsense. I just want to ask you whether you want to let Lingling go. If you don't let us feel better, we won't let you feel better. You'd better think clearly. If you say that, can your mother's body still bear it? Her body is not good. The doctors said that you should rest and don't need to be excited!" Fu Yijia looked at Wen Zehao coldly.

This woman has no tenderness on weekdays, and all she has left is a cold, poisonous feeling.

"What's up?" Wen Xiangjin didn't understand.

Originally, Wen Zehao wanted to explain this to Wen Xiangjin first. Unexpectedly, Gu chuxue disappeared. It seems that it is unnecessary.