The maid wants to turn over, and the rough general can't help but tease

"Are you two having fun playing with the new sandbags?" Song Yan asked, looking at Lu Peng's raised hand, and Lu Peng's hand suddenly fell to the side. Although Song Yan asked them to teach Song Lan a lesson, she did not say that they could hit her. What if she got angry because they hit Song Lan? Wouldn't she scold them again if she got angry again?

Seeing him put down his hand that was hitting Song Lan, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you still going to stop? If you want to hit her, just hit her. I won't say anything."

When Lu Peng heard Song Yan say this, his eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at Song Lan, raised his hand and hit her in the face. The punch was not light, and Song Lan, who was hit in the face, immediately felt her face turned to the side, and her mouth was slowly filled with blood.

"Great! You did a great job!" Seeing a mouthful of blood spurting out of Song Lan's mouth, Song Yan clapped her hands and praised Lu Peng. This scene was enough to make her feel happy when she saw Song Lan spurting a mouthful of blood on the ground.

When she saw the small pool of blood, her eyes sparkled with joy. When her son jumped off the building, she saw him covered in blood. In comparison, this was not worth mentioning at all, not even half of her son's story. She had not yet aroused Song Lan's interest.

"Song Yan, you bitch..." Song Lan glared at Song Yan, who was clapping happily, with gritted teeth, but before she could finish her scolding, she was slapped in the face again, and her face tilted to the side.

Song Yan looked at Lu Cheng who had slapped Song Lan, and raised his eyebrows, causing Song Lan to blush with shame. He said, "I just wanted to stop her from scolding your boss, I didn't mean anything else."

"You two can leave now. I have something to tell her. You don't have to stay." Song Yan nodded to the Lu brothers and walked out of the warehouse, but the two of them left as well. After a pause, Lu Peng said, "Boss, call us if you have anything."

In the past few days, they have received a lot of money from the sister who plays Song Lan. The bank account has been filled up, the card has been swiped, and now Song Yan has been maxed out. Just like their guardian angel, as long as she cares, they will fight anyone.

"I will." She said, and the two of them left the warehouse. After the others left, Song Yan turned to look at Song Lan and smacked her lips, "Lan'er, you are so pitiful." She sneered with a smile on her face. "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day to come? It has been many years... I dreamed that you were on your knees, and your whole body was used as a tool to relieve stress. It's too bad that I can't share my feelings. "Relieve stress with others, I bet they will like to use you too. "

"You'll never get away! My mother will never let you go! My father won't either. They'll come looking for you sooner or later, Song Lan, you'll suffer!" Song Lan really hated Song Yan at this moment, and she wanted to destroy this woman with her own hands, but her situation prevented her from doing so. "Did you hear me?"

"Don't worry, Lan'er, I will soon put your mother and your father into the same miserable situation as you, and you will witness their glorious fall with your own eyes, don't worry." Song Yan blinked at her. Lan's face was pale, and seeing that Song Lan's face was not very good, Song Yan pretended to be surprised. "What? Do you think my revenge will only stop at you? No, your mother owes me, your father owes my father, and as for you... you owe me. You pay the price for yours, and they must pay the price for theirs." Excellently. "

"You're a psychopath." Song Lan stared at Song Yan. She had never seen Song Yan like this before. She thought she was a fool at the time, but this woman was not a fool at all. The way she looked at her and the way she controlled everything, it was as if she could see everything happening around her. "How long?" she asked, then raised her voice and screamed at Song Yan. "How long have you been planning this?"

"I don't know what gave you this illusion, you can ask me questions." Song Yan dragged the only chair in the room and sat down, looking at Song Lan. "But since you ask me so urgently, I will let you know this little secret. I have been pursuing this secret for many years." Five hundred years to be exact.

Sensing Song Lan's resentful look, Song Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Your mother killed my mother, your father trapped my mother in the basement, and you almost killed me, and succeeded. Don't you think you were wrong? Then why do you suddenly feel that this whole thing is not worth watching? Because this happened to you? When you are the one who is forced into a desperate situation, it's no big deal?"

"You will pay for this! As a Heavenly Master, you shouldn't hurt someone whose hands are not stained with blood! And you are here to hurt me--"

"When did I? Did I touch you? Did I hit you? Or did I punch you in the stomach with a clenched fist? I didn't do anything, I just borrowed someone's hand, and I have to thank you for teaching me that." She leaned over, dragged her hand to her thigh, and then smiled at Song Lan. "Do you know why there are heavenly masters, guardian angels, and many other beings?" She asked, looking into Song Lan's eyes. "You don't know, right? But I know that we exist because God's judgment is often late, and we are the ones who make these judgments by Him. Unfortunately for you, your judgment is in my hands."