Song Qingyu's palm in the air stopped: "What did you say?"

adoption?

Zhang Lan adopted her? !

Realizing that she had let the cat out of the bag, Xu Jiaojiao looked at Zhang Lan and Xu Tiancheng in panic.

Panic flashed across Xu Tiancheng and Zhang Lan's faces, but soon, Xu Tiancheng scolded Xu Jiaojiao: "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Song Qingyu's eyes moved between the three of them, her gaze cold and intimidating: "What's going on?"

"Jiaojiao...she's just talking nonsense. You...don't take it to heart." Zhang Lan said, then turned to look at Xu Jiaojiao, "Jiaojiao, right?"

Xu Jiaojiao lowered her head and bit her lip: "Yes, I was talking nonsense. I can't stand you treating my mother like this. I would rather you were adopted by my mother."

Song Qingyu clenched her fists and stared at Xu Jiaojiao. Suddenly, she said in a cold voice: "Chop off her hands!"

The three people's faces changed drastically. However, at this moment, Gu Hanxing was still cooperating and said to the housekeeper, "Go get a knife."

The butler turned around and walked into the villa without any hesitation.

Zhang Lan's face turned extremely pale. "Song Qingyu, what are you going to do? I don't care what you do to me, but don't even think about hurting Jiaojiao!"

"So, what is adoption?"

Zhang Lan pursed his lips immediately.

She can’t tell me about this, even if you kill her, she can’t tell me about it.

She looked at Xu Tiancheng helplessly.

Sweat was already oozing out of Xu Tiancheng's forehead.

His teeth were chattering.

After a while, he finally let go and said, "It's just nonsense. Qingyu, why are you so aggressive?"

Song Qingyu sneered.

If it was really just nonsense, they wouldn't be so nervous.

She clenched her palms.

My heart is pounding.

if……

Just then, the butler came out with a knife.

Looking at the blade flashing with cold light, Zhang Lan's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Just as she was about to stand in front of Xu Jiaojiao, she was roughly pushed away by Song Qingyu.

"No—" Zhang Lan roared pleadingly.

However, Song Qingyu remained unmoved. She walked up to Xu Jiaojiao and said, "Tell me, what's going on? If you don't, I'll chop off your other hand."

Xu Jiaojiao's body was shaking like a sieve, but she said, "You won't do that. Last time, you sent someone to cripple my hand, looking for a scapegoat. Today, with so many witnesses, if you dare to touch me, do you think you can get away with it?"

Song Qingyu sneered, and the light emitted by the blade fell on her beautiful facial features, reflecting the coldness and ruthlessness in her eyes clearly.

"Do you think I've ever thought about getting out of this unscathed?"

Xu Jiaojiao's face turned pale.

She looked at Zhang Lan and Xu Tiancheng behind Song Qingyu in horror.

Zhang Lan wanted to get up, but was held down by the bodyguard.

Xu Tiancheng was also controlled by the bodyguards.

There is no one who can help Xu Jiaojiao.

After Xu Jiaojiao had a clear view of the environment she was in, Song Qingyu spoke slowly, "Hurry up and tell me, so you don't have to suffer any more."

Xu Jiaojiao shook her head desperately.

Can't say.

She must never say it.

But……

Seeing that Xu Jiaojiao still didn't say anything, Song Qingyu's patience was exhausted.

She reached out, pulled Xu Jiaojiao's hand over, and placed it on the ground: "If you don't want to talk about it, then..."

Seeing Song Qingyu's knife coming down, Xu Jiaojiao instantly lost all thoughts and shouted anxiously, "I'll tell you everything."

Song Qingyu is a lunatic.

She doesn't want to become disabled.

Having one of her hands disabled has made it very inconvenient for her to move around.

If both of her hands were disabled, there would be no hope for her life.

Seeing that Xu Jiaojiao was really frightened, Song Qingyu slowly let go of her hand and said, "Go ahead."

Xu Jiaojiao collapsed to the ground and muttered in a dreamy voice, "You are not my mother's biological daughter."

Hearing this answer, Song Qingyu was not surprised at all.

"No wonder Ms. Zhang is so partial."

"You are not Song Xiu's daughter either."

The smile on Song Qingyu's face froze.

She lowered her head and looked down at Xu Jiaojiao: "What did you say?"

Xu Jiaojiao raised her head and met Song Qingyu's gaze, a hint of revenge spilled from her lips: "You heard it right, you are not Song Xiu's daughter!"

Song Qingyu grabbed Xu Jiaojiao's neck, and Xu Jiaojiao suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan shouted, "Let Jiaojiao go! Let her go! She didn't lie! You are definitely not Song Xiu's daughter!"

Song Qingyu's mind exploded.

She doesn't care about Zhang Lan.

But Song Xiu is different.

Song Xiu is the person I love most in this world.

Xu Jiaojiao told her that Song Xiu was not her biological father!

It's even more painful than killing her.

"Qingyu!" Gu Hanxing was quick to support the shaky Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then managed to stand firm: "What on earth is going on?"

Zhang Lan looked at Xu Tiancheng.

Xu Tiancheng shook his head helplessly. At this point, there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Haven't you been asking me why I hate Song Xiu so much? Today I can tell you the answer..." Zhang Lan calmed herself down before speaking, but her voice trembled violently as she spoke. "Back then, I had his child. However, because he worked at that shabby repair center and didn't make much money, I couldn't afford to go to the hospital, and I almost died during childbirth.

Although I saved my life, I lost my child.

The funny thing is that Song Xiu thought that as long as he compensated me with a child, he could make up for my pain, so he brought you back!

That’s what happened.

You are not my daughter at all, so I don't have to pay you any compensation. Do you understand now?"

Song Qingyu was struck by lightning.

Next second.

But I felt a warm power coming from my waist.

She turned her head and saw Gu Hanxing's ink-black eyes. Her almost collapsed body seemed to have suddenly found support.

A ray of light also broke through the chaotic mind.

Turning her head, when she looked at Zhang Lan again, her eyes had regained their composure, but her tone was so sinister that it didn't seem human, like a beast walking out of a valley: "Since I'm not your daughter, why don't you tell me and keep it a secret?"

This is so weird.

If what Zhang Lan said was true, she could have told the truth in court.

She didn't do that, there must be another reason.

What's more, Zhang Lan is a habitual liar, and what she said may not be true.

As expected, Zhang Lan's eyes averted when he heard Song Qingyu's question. "That...that's because I...I don't know your origins. Song Xiu brought you home, and I was worried...worried that you were abducted. If that happens, the court will hold me responsible for abduction, so I kept it a secret."

Song Qingyu naturally didn't believe such nonsense.

There must be something fishy here!