"It was Ms. Qiao Lanxin who asked us to come here."

The visitor took out a power of attorney.

When Ah Xiang saw the three words "Qiao Lanxin", it took her a few seconds to realize that Qiao Lanxin was Song Yan's mother.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?" Ah Xiang asked.

Although she knew that Qiao Lanxin didn't like Song Qingyu.

But didn’t she say yesterday that she didn’t care?

"We don't know about that." He took out the letter of authorization and put it away. "We are just following orders. Please move aside."

Ah Xiang was pushed away.

The four men strode towards the second floor.

Song Qingyu was upstairs and had already heard the noise downstairs.

When she saw someone breaking in, there was no fear on her face. Instead, she looked at them quietly.

This made the four people stunned.

However, they soon said expressionlessly, "Please follow us."

"My legs are injured and I can't walk."

What Song Qingyu said was true.

But in the eyes of these four people, it was a signal that they were unwilling to leave.

They looked at each other, then stepped forward, roughly grabbed Song Qingyu's arm, dragged her downstairs.

Song Qingyu's injured leg drew a long line on the ground.

The pain was so severe that she almost fainted.

"You can't take this young lady away!" Ah Xiang, who had gotten up from the ground downstairs, saw them dragging Song Qingyu out and hurried over to block their way. "Wait a moment, I'll call the young master. There must be a misunderstanding here."

Song Qingyu turned pale with pain.

The cold sweat on his forehead was like beads that had broken off a string.

Keep falling down.

She forced a smile: "A Xiang, there is no misunderstanding here... I'm leaving now. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."

"Miss..." Seeing Song Qingyu's swollen ankle, Ah Xiang's eyes became even redder. "Your leg hasn't fully recovered yet, how can you leave like this? The young master won't agree. I'll call him now."

As soon as Ah Xiang took out her cell phone, she was kicked away by one of the bodyguards.

Ah Xiang also fell heavily to the ground again.

Song Qingyu's expression suddenly changed.

Ah Xiang was beaten because of her.

She struggled and tried to pounce on A Xiang.

But he was held down tightly by two men.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Song Qingyu struggled desperately.

What he got in return was an even rougher pull.

This time, not only did my legs hurt, but even my shoulders felt like they were being torn apart.

Song Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot from the pain.

The short distance from the living room to the door felt like a century to Song Qingyu.

By the time she was thrown into the car, she was in so much pain that she had no strength left.

He could only watch helplessly as the other person slammed the trunk door shut.

Blocking the last ray of light from her world.

The car finally started.

It was shaking, and I didn't know where it was going.

Song Qingyu closed her eyes and endured the piercing pain coming from all over her body.

I don’t know how long it took.

The car finally stopped.

Then, the trunk door was opened.

Song Qingyu looked out and saw only rows of mountains.

Then, she smelled a strong stench.

It smells like a sewer.

Before she could turn her eyes and take in the surrounding situation, she was tackled by the two men and thrown out.

She was thrown next to a pile of garbage.

The stench instantly made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

I only heard a rumbling sound, which should be those people leaving.

Song Qingyu turned over with difficulty.

Suddenly, my limbs started to ache.

Even the good leg began to throb with pain.

This is probably what it means when one move affects the whole body.

Song Qingyu gritted her teeth and let the pain spread throughout her body.

She must first escape from this stinking garbage dump.

Next second.

She felt the sky darken above her.

She slowly opened her eyes.

His expression became stern.

Before she knew it, a large group of people had gathered around her.

They were skinny and the stench from their bodies blended with the stench from the garbage dump.

But they are all eyeing us covetously.

It's like a hunter staring at his prey.

…

And at this time.

In Qiao Lanxin's villa.

Song Yan looked at the table full of delicious food and had no desire at all.

At this moment, he wanted to go home and be with Song Qingyu.

But only if her mother accepts Song Qingyu can she stay safely.

Thinking of Song Qingyu, Song Yan patiently took a few more bites.

"Don't you like it?" Qiao Lanxin said unhappily when she saw that her son had only taken a few bites.

Song Yan: "No."

"That means you have something on your mind," Qiao Lanxin said before her son could speak. "Don't try to lie to me. I'm your mother. You crawled out of my belly. I know what you're thinking better than you do. I can see that you like that woman, but Ayan, do you still remember what kind of life our family used to live?"

"At that time, no one looked down on us. When they saw our family, they would turn around and leave. But now, it's completely different. When those people see me, they greet me with smiles and are eager to polish my shoes."

"Mom..." Song Yan interrupted Song's mother, "Why are you talking about this suddenly?"

"I just want to tell you that I don't want to live the same life as before."

Song Yan still didn't understand.

"We won't live like we did before."

"Why don't you understand?" Qiao Lanxin said bluntly, "If you marry a woman like that, our family's wealth will shrink. So, Ayan, you have to marry someone with a family background similar to ours. Do you understand?"

"Mom!" Song Yan's face darkened. "Don't worry about my marriage. I know what's going on."

"What do you think? If you knew, you wouldn't have brought a woman back so casually. Do you know what your current status is? You are the general manager of Wolf Company..."

"Mom!" Song Yan spoke again, interrupting Mother Song, "I came back today to have dinner with you, not to listen to your teachings."

Seeing her son being so stubborn, Qiao Lanxin was furious. She couldn't help but take out her cell phone to check and saw that a message had been sent, which was a picture.

She clicked it.

It was a photo of Song Qingyu lying on a garbage dump.

Her face lit up instantly.

Song Yan was surprised to see his mother's mood change so quickly, "Mom, what happened?"

Qiao Lanxin came back to her senses: "No, nothing!"

Her lying skills are not really that good.

Song Yan frowned fiercely: "Mom, are you hiding something from me?"

Qiao Lanxin's eyes dodged: "No! How could I possibly be hiding something from you? No, no, absolutely not!"

She denied it repeatedly, as if she was trying to cover up her guilt.

Song Yan stood up and grabbed his mother's cell phone. Seeing the photo of Song Qingyu lying on the garbage dump, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Qiao Lanxin angrily.