I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Suddenly, Song Boyuan heard Song Qingqing's sad voice coming from behind him.

“Dad, save me, Dad, save me, oooo, oooo, it hurts so much.”

Song Baiyuan turned his head suddenly and saw that Song Qingqing's lower body was stained with blood and her face was bruised and purple.

"Qingqing." Song Boyuan was heartbroken. He rushed over and wanted to send Song Qingqing to the hospital, but he couldn't touch her no matter what.

"Dad, Liu Manyin harmed me. She took two million from her boss and tricked me into marrying her boss's gay son, Lin Haobai.

Dad, that beast beats me every day, it hurts so much, I finally escaped, Liu Manyin betrayed me, and Song Jingzhan helped her, wuwuwu... I was caught and I hate it, I hate it.

Dad, that beast beat me into premature labor, and I died on the operating table from heavy bleeding. Dad, I'm in pain, please save me, Dad, please save me." Song Qingqing finished speaking as her body slowly became transparent.

"Qingqing..." Song Baiyuan's face was in tears. The moment Song Qingqing disappeared, Song Baiyuan suddenly stopped running and fell heavily.

Song Baiyuan was filled with hatred, "Liu Manyin, you dare to harm my daughter..."

Song Baiyuan suddenly heard Liu Manyin's arrogant and complacent voice, and looked up suddenly to see Liu Manyin happily counting money.

"Hahaha... I'm rich, I'm rich. Not only can Song Qingqing's worthless life earn me millions, it can also get me a promotion and a raise. The 70-square-meter house under her name also belongs to me. Haha... After all, my death was not in vain, it was still of some use.

Oh, where should I bury her? Forget it, forget it, the cemetery is so expensive, it will cost so much money, I will go to the funeral home tomorrow to get her ashes back and throw them directly into the sea.

Song Boyuan's eyes were bloodshot, "Liu Manyin, I'm going to kill you."

Song Boyuan rushed over, but couldn't touch Liu Manyin.

Then a pretty little boy about six years old came to Liu Manyin. "Mom, I'm going to the playground tomorrow. My aunt died. What does that have to do with us? Why can't I go to the playground? I really hate her. A few days ago, I asked her to buy me a pair of running shoes worth two thousand yuan but she didn't buy them for me. She's so stingy. It's good that she died."

"Okay, don't let your grandfather hear this, or that old man will make trouble again."

"I heard it, mom. I don't even want to live in the same room with grandpa. He stinks, I hate him, and I don't like the food he cooks. When will you kick him out?"

"Soon, soon. When you go to primary school and live in a daycare center, I'll kick him out."

"Wife." Song Jingzhan walked over.

Liu Manyin said gently, "My sister likes the sea. My brother-in-law said that your sister wants to scatter her ashes in the sea."

"Okay, I respect my sister's idea. My sister is really unlucky. She has to go at such a young age."

"Yes, I want my parents to live in my younger sister's house for their retirement."

"Sure, it's just right for parents to live here."

Song Baiyuan cursed, "Song Jingzhan, you beast! It was Liu Manyin who killed your sister. You didn't bury your sister, and you let Liu's parents live in your sister's house. You deserve to die. And you little beast, how many things did your aunt buy for you..."

Song Baiyuan suddenly heard his own weak voice.

"I don't want to go to the elderly care center, I don't want to go to the elderly care center..."

Song Jingzhan's firm voice rang out, "Dad, I don't have time to take care of you. Manyin has to take care of Shaoyu, so you can only go to a nursing home. Dad, don't blame me. If you hadn't scolded Manyin at the beginning, how could I have accidentally pushed you.

Song Shaoyu and Liu Manyin's voices said the same thing one after another, "Haha, the old man is finally leaving."

In the nursing home, Song Boyuan saw him being scolded. Song Jingzhan, who was supposed to come to see him, did not show up. He lay alone on the hospital bed, waiting to die.

Song Qingqing looked at Song Baiyuan's increasingly distorted face, his increasingly tears, and his increasingly trembling body, and then she carefully poured out the poison.

Song Qingqing packed the poison, sealed it, and then put it into the space.

Song Qingqing opened the window to let the smell in the room out. Song Qingqing felt Song Boyuan's pulse and found that he was poisoned. The poison was quite deep and had damaged his internal organs.

I'm sorry, I can't use my spiritual power, so I have to use strong medicine. But don't worry, you will only be weak for two days and you will be fine soon.

Song Qingqing first fed Song Boyuan some antidote, then took out a leaf of the wall grass and put it in Song Boyuan's mouth, and then poured some water into Song Boyuan's mouth. Song Qingqing pressed lightly, and Song Boyuan swallowed the water and the leaf.

Song Qingqing helped Song Baiyuan wipe his forehead. Sweat continued to appear on his cheeks. Two hours later, Song Qingqing took his pulse again and found that the poison was almost eliminated and his pulse was stable. Then she got up.

Song Qingqing took out a real electric liquid mosquito coil from the space and plugged it back in, restored the window to its original appearance, cleaned up all traces of her entry, and then closed the door and locked it.

Song Qingqing went back to her room to sleep.

At 6 o'clock the next day, Song Baiyuan slowly opened his eyes and didn't know where he was for a moment.

Song Baiyuan suddenly thought of last night's scene. It was so real and so scary.

"Qingqing..."

Song Baiyuan wanted to get up from the bed, but found that he was soft and weak all over. Song Baiyuan suddenly thought of the scene when he was paralyzed in his mind. It was the same feeling, soft all over and without any strength.

Song Boyuan couldn't tell reality from reality for a moment. He thought he was paralyzed and Song Qingqing was dead.

"Ah... wuwuwu... too late, too late."

Song Qingqing knew when Song Boyuan would wake up, so she woke up early. However, Song Boyuan didn't move, so Song Qingqing didn't move either.

When Song Qingqing heard the noise, she immediately rolled over, without even putting on her shoes, and ran to the small bedroom to open the door. She found it was locked, so she knocked again.

Song Qingqing said anxiously, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Open the door? Dad, open the door... Dad, wait a moment, I'll go find the key, don't worry if anything happens."

Song Qingqing pretended to run back into the house, and after 10 seconds she came back with the key and opened the door.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell? Tell me."

Song Baiyuan was stunned when he saw Song Qingqing, then he reached out his hand tremblingly, touched here and there, and found that Song Qingqing was warm, so he suddenly hugged Song Qingqing.

"Qingqing, Dad thought you were dead. Your face was swollen and purple, and you were covered in blood."

"It's okay, I'm here. I'm determined to be a strong woman in the future, who dares to bully me?"

"Qingqing, what time is it now?"

"Six in the morning."

Song Boyuan was anxious, "That's not what I'm asking."

"Dad, did you have a nightmare? Look at you, you are sweating all over, even the sheets are wet. Dad, did I tell you last night that I don't want to care about my brother's family affairs anymore, and make you feel embarrassed?" Song Qingqing looked conflicted.

When Song Baiyuan heard about Song Jingzhan's family, anger and hatred flashed across his eyes, "No, you are not allowed to care about Song Jingzhan and the others in the future. Don't spend a penny on them. They don't deserve it." I want to kill those beasts.

"Thank you for your support, Dad." It seems that the medicine he took last night was very effective. Song Baiyuan could hardly distinguish between reality and dreams.