After dinner, Song Hanyu took the initiative to compete with the nanny to wash the dishes. She looked like she was afraid of being kicked out.
The Song brothers felt very distressed but couldn't stop her, so they could only decide to treat her better in the future.
Xiaoyu did go a bit too far this time, but she was just a child who was deprived of love and care, and she definitely didn't do it on purpose.
After washing the dishes, Song Hanyu went upstairs.
When she returned to her room and lay on the soft bed, she felt like she was alive again.
She never wanted to lie on the hard bed in prison again in her life, so she would never do anything related to the law again.
There were obviously countless ways to deal with Su Tang, but she was so stupid before that she chose the stupidest one.
"Mom, you have successfully returned home now, you must be very happy."
"I'm so hungry, can you give me something to eat, mom?"
The voice of the Kumantong sounded, and Song Hanyu frowned impatiently and stretched out his hand: "I don't need your help anymore, so suck less."
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The Kumantong blinked his big eyes in grievance and moved closer to her fingers. A sharp pain came from his fingers, and the scar that had just scabbed over immediately broke open again.
Song Hanyu was very familiar with this kind of pain, and her expression did not change at all.
The reason why she lost weight so quickly was because she reached an agreement with the Kumanthong to feed it with her own flesh and blood, and it would ensure that nothing would happen to her in prison.
Therefore, those female prisoners who wanted to bully her or even took the opportunity to do things to her that they shouldn't have done were either killed or injured.
Feeling his own energy leaving, Song Hanyu pushed the Kumantong away: "That's enough."
'Mom, when will you need my help again?'
'Mom, my tummy is not full'
The Kumantong patted its still shriveled belly in grievance and was in a very bad mood. However, it still liked its mother who needed help during that time.
"Aren't things like you allowed to suck other people's blood? Why can't you find someone else? Why do you have to take mine?" Song Hanyu asked impatiently.
The Kumantong pouted and looked at her with tearful eyes.
'My mother's flesh and blood is the most delicious, I like it very much'
'Other people smell bad'
This was the first time that Song Hanyu felt that she was special, which was something that made her very distressed.
She waved her hand, indicating that the Kumantong should go play by itself and she had no time to pay attention to it.
The Kumantong was quite obedient and rolled away dejectedly. It had been eating very contentedly and in a good mood recently.
"I'm so unlucky. I can only raise this evil creature by myself. This guy is useless." Song Hanyu said.
Her eyes flickered slightly. If she wanted to deal with Su Tang, she had to use the Song family.
She seemed to care about Song's mother very much. If that was the case, she would snatch her favor away.
If Su Tang did something wrong because of anger, Song Jingfeng and Song Jingsi would not forgive her so easily.
What Song Hanyu didn't know was that Su Tang had already done certain things.
In Song Jingsi's room.
He had just laid down and fell asleep soon after touching the pillow. His dream was dark at first, and then immediately turned to light.
Song Jingsi opened his eyes blinded by the bright light. He looked at the scene in front of him in confusion. In front of him were several men in an abandoned house.
"That's right, it's him. Just sell him and you can divide the money equally among yourselves later." Song Hanyu's ruthless voice sounded, which was completely different from when he sweetly called her brother in the past.
Song Jingsi wanted to stand up, but found that his limbs were tied up with ropes. He then realized that something was wrong.
"What are you doing?"
"Xiaoyu, is that you? What are you talking about?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then he said, "Third brother, goodbye."
The call was hung up by the other party. Song Jingsi seemed extremely agitated. He looked at the men in front of him coldly.
"What did you tell my sister, where you were taking me, what were you selling?"
The leading man laughed: "Of course we sold you out. Your good sister ordered us to do that."
Perhaps because he felt that Song Jingsi was about to be sold out, the man spoke without reservation, and his words were full of sarcasm.
"I heard that you were very kind to this sister, but she wants to sell you out. You didn't expect that, did you?"
"Haha, if you're young and strong like me, I can make a lot of money by selling it to them."
The man completely ignored Song Jingsi's astonished look, immediately picked up his phone and communicated with the buyer in front of him.
He just listened to the bargaining between the two sides, and finally the price was set at 200,000, the price of all the organs combined.
The man rolled his eyes, suddenly walked up to Song Jingsi, and kicked him in the stomach.
"I thought I could sell a few more seeds, but I didn't expect you to be so useless." He said viciously.
Song Jingsi lay on the ground, curled up in pain, his face extremely pale.
Impossible, how could Xiaoyu sell him? He is her favorite third brother.
There were no accidents this time, and Song Jingsi was unable to resist. He was tied up by several big men and taken into the car. The car body began to shake, and then the place he was heading to became more and more remote.
It was almost evening when we finally arrived at our destination.
Song Jingsi was pulled out of the car. A burly man with a scar on his face pinched his chin and looked him up and down.
"He has a nice face. I heard he's an internationally famous pianist. We can use his short video account to trick his fans into coming here."
"How about this, your offer for this stuff is really good, I'll give you 500,000." said the scarred man.
Unexpectedly, the price was raised by 300,000 in such a short time. The person who kidnapped Song Jingsi showed an excited and happy smile on his face and quickly pushed him over.
The scarred man took it, and there seemed to be something evil in his squinting eyes. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a good person.
Song Jingsi is a grown man, how could he tolerate being stared at like that by his own people?
"Look at your mother." He couldn't help cursing.
Then, he spat on the scar-faced man's face.
No one expected such a sudden thing to happen. Their eyeballs trembled rapidly, and the scarred man laughed, but there was only coldness in that smile, no other warmth.
"You are very brave. I admire brave people," he said.
Song Jingsi stiffened his neck and cursed: "Since you know my identity as a pianist, you should also understand that I am the third young master of the Song family."
"I don't care who you are or what you want to do to me. You can't afford to offend Song Jia. I advise you to let her go."
Song Jingsi still hasn't figured out the situation, and his arrogance makes him unable to see what these people in front of him are doing.
"Come with us to that place, but no matter whose young master you are, you have to listen to us." The scarred man said with a smile.
After he said this, he turned around and made a gesture to his men to attack. The group of men beside him immediately rushed towards Song Jingsi and kicked him to the ground.
Before he could react to the pain, fists and kicks rained down on his body, and he didn't even have a chance to cry out in pain.
Song Jingsi subconsciously protected his head with his hands, his mind was in a mess.
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