Jiang Yan stood up and walked in front of Song Jiaojiao. "It seems that you are quite ignorant. Do you really need me to use some tricks on you before you tell me?"
Song Jiaojiao snorted coldly, "You'd better let me go. If people know that you arrested a public official because of jealousy and used lynching, you will suffer the consequences."
At this time, she still tried to divert Jiang Yan's attention.
"What a joke, a public official! What kind of public official are you?" Jiang Yan sneered, "What do you mean by jealous? Do you have any shame? Has my man ever looked at you straight in the eye? What is your identity? Do I need to tell you? My dear sister!"
As soon as the words "good sister" came out, Song Jiaojiao's face suddenly became ugly, the blood color faded, leaving only a pale face.
She knows!
The last bit of hope in her heart also disappeared.
"you……"
"What do you mean by you?" Jiang Yan grabbed Song Jiaojiao's chin and said, "Don't think that you know everything about me, and I know nothing about you. You are mixed-blood, right? Your mother is hiding in the embassy now, right?"
Song Jiaojiao was trembling slightly. She knew what this meant, and she also understood that she couldn't say anything. If she said even just one word, she would surely die.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Jiang Yan, don't put the blame on me."
"You're called Song Jiaojiao, you don't have any nicknames, right? You're not recognized, you don't even have the right to use the surnames of those bastards."
Jiang Yan's eyes were filled with contempt, "How pitiful, wagging your tail to beg for mercy, but having nothing, you are really cheap."
When it comes to stabbing, Jiang Yan is absolutely professional and always hits the target accurately.
Song Jiaojiao's anger has reached its peak. Isn't this the pain in her heart? If possible, she also wants to have a surname of her own, but even though she has half the blood of that family, she is not recognized.
She came to China to complete her mission, and after achieving certain results, she would be recognized and achieve her goal. However, what Song Jiaojiao did not expect was that although there were some Chinese people who were afraid of death, greedy for money and lustful, there were more people who were loyal to their country, loved their motherland, and were willing to sacrifice everything for the national interest.
No, such people are no longer ordinary people, but warriors!
This is true for Si Lu, Jiang Yan, and there are thousands and thousands of fighters just like them!
Song Jiaojiao suddenly realized that she was wrong.
No, not only was she wrong, Song Qingyun was also wrong, and those people in the upper echelons of Xiao Zi were even more wrong.
They always think that China cannot rise, and they will always be the backward, beaten, and bullied country. Those who mindlessly preach how great their life is and how incompetent China is seem to have forgotten that this nation has only a hundred years of humiliation. For the rest of the time, no matter who is in power, no matter how they are divided, in the end, this nation always stands on the top of the mountain, a behemoth that they cannot afford to offend.
They were all wrong, and very wrong.
Thinking of this, Song Jiaojiao suddenly laughed.
She first laughed as if she had suddenly realized something, then she laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, and finally, probably knowing her own fate, she went crazy, laughing and crying.
"Jiang Yan, what do you think you can do to me? I don't care at all!" Song Jiaojiao said frantically, "Don't forget, she is also your mother! Do you think you won't be implicated? The day the truth comes out, you will also be condemned by thousands of people! I'm waiting to see what happens to you."
Song Jiaojiao bit her back teeth hard, but then revealed an expression of disbelief, "How is this possible!"
Where was the cyanide she had hidden in her teeth?
"Want to die?"
Song Jiaojiao shuddered. Jiang Yan was such a terrifying woman. She seemed to be able to see through everything! In front of her, she didn't even have the power to die. It seemed that even the way she died had to be approved by her.
"Sorry, I haven't decided to let you die yet, so you can only live for a while longer. As for Song Qingyun, humph, do you think her identity can affect me, or my husband's family?"
Song Jiaojiao looked at the bright and confident woman in front of her, and her brain was slightly down. Isn't it? Although the movement has ended, now looking at overseas relations is not as sensitive as before. However, Song Qingyun is a spy! This is something they can easily find out, how can Jiang Yan deny it.
"Soon, she will appear in front of me in the same way as you." Jiang Yan kindly explained to Song Jiaojiao, "Many people in this world are like Song Qingyun, too self-righteous. You should have heard of the saying that those who do evil will eventually perish, right?"
My brain is a bit confused...
Song Jiaojiao was unable to react for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Are you so confident? You have never seen her in your memory, and you don't know her. Do you think you are her opponent?"
It’s no wonder that she asked this question. In Song Jiaojiao’s eyes, Song Qingyun is almost omnipotent.
When she was young, she often saw people who disdained Song Qingyun, but they often paid a heavy price for their contempt. Song Qingyun seemed to always have a way to guess people's hearts and make plans, pulling down those who laughed at her in the dark and wanted to kill her, and then stepping on them hard...
In her heart, Song Qingyun was omnipotent! She single-handedly lifted that man from a side branch bastard to the throne of the family heir.
She killed those women who dared to challenge her one by one. Even though everyone looked down on her status, she seemed to have a way to slap others in the face.
Jiang Yan gently patted Song Jiaojiao's face and said, "I know everything, comparable to a god. How can a human be a match for a god?"
Song Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "You are really shameless."
She actually said that she was comparable to a god! Why didn't she say that she was a god?
"Look, Song Qingyun got the upper hand from me? Although she didn't show up at the research institute, I know that she brought all those people here! And this time during the epidemic, she probably didn't expect that I would develop a special medicine, right? Conspiracies and tricks exposed to the sun won't survive for long."
Jiang Yan reached out and covered Song Jiaojiao's eyes, "She is, and so are you."
"What are you doing?"
Song Jiaojiao couldn't see anything, but she heard a distant shout, as if someone was calling her.
The person who called her, speaking the language of daily life, called her name, so gently, so lovingly...
I seem to have heard this voice somewhere before, but why can't I remember where it is?
"Song Jiaojiao, you are not a spy from Xiao Ri. You are the daughter that Song Qingyun gave birth to in China more than 20 years ago..."
"You are the bloodline of the Jiang family. You are the daughter of Song Qingyun and Jiang Taishi..."
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