Now when Song Cheng heard her voice, he remembered her last accusation. He turned around and shouted gloomily, "Shut up!"
Ya Tong shook her head in fear and said in panic,
"Xiao Cheng, please stop and let's talk, okay? I know you are very angry and disappointed. But I couldn't help but say that I want to stay rational, but I am also thinking about you.
No matter who is saved, there is still hope for both of us. If I am saved, even if you are sentenced, I can find a way to get you out, right? Why can't you understand my good intentions? "
Song Cheng sneered as if jokingly,
"Haha, Yatong, do you really think I'm a fool? How have I treated you for more than three years? You know very well. Even if you can't have children, I still love you and plan to marry you!
But what about you? You put all the blame on me at the critical moment? I'm not afraid of taking responsibility, but what I can't accept the most is that you betrayed me! Emotional betrayal! "
Yatong was frightened to death.
"I didn't. You have to believe me. I was just using a delaying tactic. No matter what, I'm my father's biological daughter. I thought my father would protect me. This was a delaying plan. Why don't you believe it?"
In fact, the more she argued, the weaker her voice became. This was because she knew Song Cheng didn't believe her now, and she knew these words couldn't deceive Song Cheng.
But now, what else could she do but make it up?
This was the only way she could think of to comfort Song Cheng.
Song Cheng turned his head and roared with a dark face, "Enough! Yatong, how could I not know you? You are a selfish and heartless woman! You have been using me for more than three years! You have been using me all the time!"
Yatong gritted her teeth, her heart shuddering. In the darkness, she seemed to see the fangs on Song Cheng's lips, and her heart was trembling.
She was very sad. "Xiao Cheng, calm down and listen to me, okay? Why don't you stop the car and let's talk calmly?"
Song Cheng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Shut up! Bitch! If you say another word, I'll cut off your tongue!"
Yatong's face was as white as snow, so she shut up.
This time, Song Lingchen spoke again. He raised his little face and smiled.
"Aunt, stop arguing with my uncle. Don't move, he said he'd take us somewhere interesting. Don't make my uncle angry again. My uncle is awesome, he can race cars!"
Yatong spat out a mouthful of blood in her heart. This little monster was so stupid.
Maybe he will be killed soon, but he still treats his uncle as a treasure?
Song Cheng had his own destination, which had been chosen long ago. It was a hillside villa that he had secretly bought before. The address of this villa was hidden, and it was difficult for unfamiliar people to find it.
He had already bought this villa in preparation for this day.
His dark eyes stared at the rearview mirror, and only when he was sure that no car was catching up did he feel relieved. He accelerated and drove straight to his destination.
He knew Song Ling was an excellent driver, but the time gap was too long, wasn't it?
When he grabbed Song Lingchen and put him in the car, he tore off his watch and anything that could track him.
Without location tracking, it would take Song Ling some time to find this place, and he could use this time to do something meaningful.
After an hour and a half, we finally arrived at our destination.
Yatong felt like her body was about to fall apart, and the little monster under the seat was sitting in a pitiful twisted position.
She gritted her teeth, "Serves you right! What an idiot!"
After Song Cheng stopped the car, he first entered the fingerprint password. Then he came back, wrapped in murderous intent, and opened the door.
Holding Yatong in one hand and Song Lingchen in the other, they were taken into the villa and thrown directly into the empty hall.
He found a rope to tie Yatong's legs, and poor Song Lingchen was still handcuffed in that twisted position.
He was thrown to the ground, and it took him a lot of effort to turn over and sit here.
There was a flash of coldness and darkness in Song Cheng's eyes, and then he turned and went upstairs to get the tools.
Yatong couldn't help but stare at Song Lingchen. This time, Song Lingchen looked at her with a frown.
"Are you stupid?"
"You're so stupid!"
The two of them were talking at the same time, Ya Tong frowned, and the little devil actually asked her if she was stupid?
Song Lingchen lowered his voice and said cleverly,
"Aunt, although I don't like you very much, you are cuter than my uncle. My uncle looks crazy. He is a big bad guy.
Don't always quarrel with your uncle. Be good and learn from me. Buy time with your uncle. My dad will be here soon to save us. "
Ya Tong blinked, a little confused. So this little monster was just pretending? Looking into the little devil's eyes, she lowered her voice and asked, "How do you know your father is coming soon?"
Song Lingchen said mysteriously, "This is a secret. I can't tell you. But you have to believe me. My father will come to rescue us soon."
Yatong frowned, "..."
Song Lingchen blinked a few more times: "Aunt, you must be good. Don't make your uncle angry, do you hear me?"
At this time, Song Cheng had already gone downstairs with tools.
Song Cheng walked down the stairs, his whole body covered with a layer of terrible darkness.
Yatong subconsciously retreated, and naturally thought of the biochemical effects in American movies. Her long eyelashes drooped weakly, but could not hide the trembling fear in her heart.
Song Lingchen was very embarrassed. After seeing Song Cheng coming down, he also raised his gentle little face and asked, "What are you doing?"
In fact, he was also afraid. He was just a little over three years old, how could he not be afraid?
Now they were in an unfamiliar environment. The villa was completely undecorated and completely blank. There was only one light on in the hall, and the dim light reflected on Song Cheng's face, making it even more hideous.
But he always remembered what his father said to him. His father once said: "Song Lingchen, you must remember that you are a man. You must be strong and brave, so that when you grow up you can protect your mother like I did!"
He always thought he was a big shot and always cheered himself up.
He was a little surprised when Song Cheng threw what he was holding in front of him.
The box broke and the various scalpels inside fell out.
Those sharp scalpels emitted a cold light under the light.
Yatong's heart was pulled hard. Song Cheng was crazy and abnormal. He wanted to use these scalpels to deal with her and Song Lingchen, right?
Isn’t this too abnormal?
She is a girl, and Song Lingchen is just a child?
How crazy is Song Cheng?
She was absolutely right, Song Cheng was indeed crazy. His mind was seriously distorted.
Not only did he bring so many scalpels, he also brought a camera, and he set up the camera very cleverly.
Then, a ghost came over.
Song Lingchen's small body couldn't help but tremble, his clear little eyes staring at him.
Yatong is still a bit compassionate. Seeing this little monster like this, she feels quite sympathetic.
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