Song Yun was absolutely certain that Zhao Juxiang was plotting against her.
After Zhao Qiuying showed the child to Qian Yuzhen, she hurriedly took the child out and did not come back for a long time.
Song Yun looked at Qian Yuzhen, who was lying in a daze on the bed, and asked, "Aren't you worried about the child?"
Qian Yuzhen's eyes moved, and she said in a very soft voice, "It's her fate because she's not a boy."
Oh!
Song Yun was speechless. She stood up, picked up the medicine box and walked out.
As soon as he walked out of the room, he was stopped by Zhao Juxiang.
"What does Song Zhiqing want?" Zhao Juxiang looked at Song Yun with a forced smile.
Song Yun was 168cm tall, and Zhao Juxiang was at most 150cm tall, not even a little bit shorter. Song Yun had to lower her head to look at her. "Your daughter-in-law gave birth safely, and there's nothing for me to do now. I should go back to Dong."
Zhao Juxiang's expression immediately changed, and she stared at Song Yun fiercely, "What's wrong with you? You killed my precious granddaughter, and you say it's none of your business?"
Song Yun closed her eyes. She had thought about this possibility, but she didn't expect Zhao Juxiang to act so quickly. The child had just been born and didn't even have time to open his eyes to see the world.
Song Yun opened her eyes, her gaze as cold as a blade, "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Juxiang looked Song Yun up and down, as if she were examining her own property. "I heard you're from Beijing. You're barely a good match for my San'er." Her tone changed, becoming fierce again. "If you don't want to go to jail, then be obedient. Otherwise, I'll have you shot tomorrow."
Song Yun sneered, "Really? How are you going to get me shot?"
Seeing her attitude, Zhao Juxiang reached out to slap Song Yun, but Song Yun grabbed her wrist. A trace of internal energy penetrated Zhao Juxiang's wrist, and she immediately grimaced in pain and screamed in pain.
Song Yun let go of her hand, but the pain in Zhao Juxiang's wrist did not ease at all.
Lessen? That's impossible. The pain will last the rest of her life and will only get worse. And she can't figure out why it hurts. She won't be able to blackmail me.
"My hand is broken, my hand must be broken, Shuanzi, Shuanzi, come here quickly, this bitch broke my hand, someone come quickly!" Zhao Juxiang shouted loudly.
The men hiding in the house rushed out immediately.
I'm still wondering why I changed the lyrics. Didn't I say before that if Song Zhiqing touched her, she would fall to the ground and cry "Broken Legs"? How did it become "Hands"?
If it were any other girl, seeing this scene, she would probably be scared to death. Several big men rushed out and surrounded her with ferocious eyes.
But the person the Sun family met today was Song Yun.
"Hit her, break her arm." Zhao Juxiang ordered.
But the three sons did not take action.
The truth is, this girl is so beautiful that they can't bring themselves to do anything to her.
Especially Sun Xiaoshuan, my mother said that she would get Song Zhiqing to be his wife. This is his wife, as beautiful as a fairy, and he can't bear to hit her.
Seeing that her three sons did not move, Zhao Juxiang was extremely angry. She picked up a wooden stick and rushed over. She pushed the eldest and second sons away, endured the pain in her wrist, raised the wooden stick and hit Song Yun on the head hard.
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