The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 486 My palms are itchy, I really want to fly directly to the United States, and beat them to paralysis in the lower body!

Hey!
Song Yu swears in an unladylike manner.

I want to curse, I really want to curse, but the person who annoys Song Yu is my mother, Song Yu... I will die of aggrievedness!
Falling into the bed, staring dully at the white ceiling, Song Yu felt hehe in his heart, Song Yu was sure and sure, her mother's so-called business trip was probably going abroad to settle accounts with that scumbag father.

Mom, my dear mother, can we... can we be a little more rational, the plane landed, but it's the territory of the scumbag father and the mistress, even if we occupy the right, we can't prevent people from playing dirty tricks!

Also, what kind of stimulus did my mother receive to make things happen in a daze? !
Could it be... the scumbag father and Xiaosansheng's daughter ran up to their mother and jumped in front of their mother to gain a sense of existence?

Or... Shen Yan, or Ning Jia, revealed the news to Mom?
explosion!

explosion!

Explode in place!

"beep."

"beep."

"beep."

When the bell rang, Song Yu picked up the phone, and when he saw the caller, his heart sank slightly, and he swiped his finger on the screen——

"... Ning Jia, what's the matter?" He worked hard and calmed down.

"Xiaoyu, I have something to tell you after thinking about it for a while," Ning Jia organized his words carefully, "Aunt Xu came to my house at about nine o'clock last night and talked with my mother... until very late. They booked a ticket to fly to America, and now... they have flown."

Song Yu drooped her eyelids, hehe, "Ning Jia, let me guess, you should be at the airport now, watching them leave, and even from this morning to just now, you have been closely monitored by those two adults, you are not allowed Tip me off, won't you?"

"...Yes." After a thousand turns, he spit out a word.

Pounding the bed fiercely, Song Yu gritted his back teeth and said every word, "There is a cafe on the left side of the city library. See you there in an hour."

……

"Ninga, here." Waving his thin arms, he struggled to get Ninga's attention.

With a sullen face, Song Yu watched Ning Jia walk to the opposite side and sat down. Ning Jia's embarrassed expression came into view, "...Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."

Rubbing his stiff face, Song Yu smiled, seeking truth from facts, "Ning Jia, it's not your fault, you don't need to say sorry, all of this... is my mother's attention, I really want to chase the United States, take my old Mom's ears, teach her a good lesson, it really... blows me up!"

Song Yu's ferocious appearance like a Yasha made Ning Jia shudder subconsciously, and after a while, he said softly, "...Xiao Yu, you don't need to worry too much, with my mother by your side, Aunt Xu will not be in danger. "

No danger?
Thinking of the brutal reality of his scumbag father driving away in his car and chasing him like a fool, only to be hit by a car, Song Yu sneered, scumbag father, but a bad guy with no limits.

Rubbing his sore forehead, Song Yu sat up straight and stared at Ning Jia seriously, "Well, I was escaping before and didn't want to know about those crap people, now, Ning Jia, let me tell you what you know, one five Tell me ten times."

"My mother and the scumbag father, and the entanglement between the little three, as well as the scumbag father and the little three's children, what you know, don't hide it, tell me everything."

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Only by understanding the enemy's situation can we abuse scum happily!
"Ning Jia, don't be in a daze," Song Yu urged, seeing that Ning Jia was silent, "Give me some information, I won't let bad guys come to your door in the future, I don't know anything yet, that would be terrible!
Ning Jia's eyes were dark, she stared at Song Yu steadfastly, and suddenly, she burst into a warm smile, "Xiao Yu, actually, you don't have to worry too much, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song like Aunt Xu very much."

"Back then, Li Zhi was Uncle Song's secretary. I don't know why..." Wen Runruyu Ning Jia couldn't utter the vulgar words of rolling into bed. He threw down the divorce papers and took you back to the country. Originally, Aunt Xu took you to live in Xu Zhai, but later..."

"You and Aunt Xu disappeared without a trace. The incident happened suddenly. We don't know the reason why Aunt Xu disappeared."

Song Yu's eyes are full of sarcasm, of course you don't know, chasing the car like an idiot, being hit by a car and losing his memory... Song Yu even suspects that even her mother doesn't know that her daughter was deceived by her biological father Going out of the house, and then there was a car accident.

Really, fuck~ egg!
"In these years, Li Zhi first gave birth to a daughter named Song Ying, and then a son named Song Qiao. In these years, although Li Zhi lived in the Song residence, she has never been recognized by Grandpa Song and Grandma Song. , and did not hold a marriage with Uncle Song... Li Zhi is in the Song residence, and his reputation is not right."

Ah.

Ha ha.

Good one, the name is not right, the words are not right.

Song Yu remembered the ugly appearance of Xiaosan, who had a big belly back then, showing off her power in front of her, and blabbering, "I'm pregnant with a son".

Dead early in the morning!

A son is just one class higher than a daughter? !

Foul-smelling remnants of feudal thought!

Song Yu dared to guarantee that Xiaosan successfully moved into the Song family with her son, Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, heh!

Mother is more expensive than child, this is the scariest and most absurd statement Song Yu has ever heard!
Taking a deep breath, he forcibly withdrew the gushing hostility. After calming down, Song Yu opened his eyes, looked at Ning Jia, and said sincerely for a while, "Ning Jia, you don't need to comfort me. I'm not sad at all."

"When I think of my mother decisively getting out of the big quagmire of the Song family, I can't help but applaud my mother, well done! Thanks to my scumbag father who didn't hurt my eyes all these years, I was able to grow up physically and mentally. Live happily ever after, but..."

Song Yu eagerly said, "But... I heard you said that the scumbag father and Xiaosan have both children and are doing well, but my palms are itchy, and I always want to fly directly to the United States and beat them to paralysis in the lower body!"

"...Little fish, try not to use violence." Ning Jia was very tactful.

"What?" Rolling his eyes, Song Yu glared at Ning Jia, and his fluent words... came to an abrupt end.

how?Do you dare not like it?

This sentence, the person sitting opposite is Shen Yan, Song Yu definitely blurted it out, but the opposite is Ning Jia... Cough, cough, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate.

Eyes flicking around, touching her hair in a disguised way, Song Yu laughed, "It's okay, it's okay, hey, hey."

Embarrassed.

Suffocating embarrassment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was 11 o'clock.

Song Yu sat up straight, looked at Ning Jia with a stern face, "...Well, it's 11 o'clock, should we go back to each house and find our mothers... No, no, we should go to each house and order takeaway? "

Ning Jia smiled like a spring breeze, "Little fish, do you want to come to my house? I will cook?"

"No, no, no need to be so troublesome, just order takeaway, how convenient it is." Song Yukuang shook his head, firmly refusing.

Why not refuse?
Song Yu didn't forget that she kissed her boyfriend, but she prepared meals for herself!

　I have written more than 60, and there are still two or three readers following up (it may also be a pirated version~)

　　From time to time, there are cuties who vote for recommendation, reminding me that this street novel is still read by people (although it is only one or two)

　　On impulse, I published articles and serialized them. I originally wanted to build a grand world. I wrote about Shen Yan, Ning Jia, Lu Ming, Chu Yang, Cheng Jing... But now, I can only focus on the hero, and I really don’t want to admit it. I can't handle group portraits.

　　Not surprisingly, there are still three 10,000+ words left, this novel is about to end, I will work hard... try to give them all a perfect ending, work hard, and not unfinished.

　　Afterwards, I will start new articles non-stop. The new articles are fast-paced, fast-paced, and connected by short stories, which is convenient for me to write all kinds of handsome male protagonists (the real reason is to find a job. , too lazy to make an outline of millions of words, small stories are easier to control.)
　　Even if you rush, you have to write it down!
　　Come on duck!
　　


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