He Is Warmer Than Time

There is no need to fight and kill like this, after all, she still has a child in her belly, so don't be so tired of the child.

Song Xuan grabbed Gao Yun and whispered: "It's okay, we just go with them."

Shen Ma said: "The old lady only wants to see you, and only wants to see her granddaughter."

With just such a granddaughter, Song Xuan put down her defenses and left with them.

The Tang family’s old house is a large old western-style house. The front and rear courtyards plus the construction area are a thousand square meters. Once you enter the gate, it is a large courtyard. The building is antique and looks like a big family.

Song Xuan was led to a small side hall. The furniture was made of red sandalwood, and the antiques, calligraphy and painting were scattered all over the place. It was very expensive at first glance.

Song Xuan looked calm, and sat on the sofa aside. For a while, an old lady who was in his seventies came down the wooden stairs. When Mrs. Tang saw Song Xuan, her face became cold.

The phrase "no rules" let Song Xuan know that his grandma has no good feelings towards her.

Only Song Xuan didn't know who her biological mother was, so naturally she didn't know what feelings her grandmother had for her.

Mrs. Tang gradually approached, and when Song Xuan saw her face clearly, bad memories poured into her mind.

A fierce woman waved the whip in her hand, beating a little girl about three years old.

As long as the little girl choked, the whip in the woman's hand became more fierce, accompanied by the woman's fierce scolding.

The little girl was not only beaten with a whip, but also **** and hanged. The little girl was beaten up and bruised, but she didn't even dare to cry.

Such memories flooded into Song Xuan's mind like a tide. She looked at Mrs. Tang approaching with trepidation, her face turned pale.

Mrs. Tang approached, her face was very ugly, and she snorted coldly: "The elders have not come, who made you sit like this, there is really no tutoring at all, it is really something that is not influential."

Song Xuan didn’t recover. Mrs. Tang glanced at Shen’s mother. Shen’s mother immediately walked to Song Xuan fiercely and lifted her up, her voice was gritted her teeth: “The old lady is talking to you, you didn’t hear Is it? The elders are still standing, who made you sit?"

Song Xuan came back to her senses, her eyes a little flustered: "Sorry, I have to go."

Although the person in front of her is her grandmother, it seems that she hurt her when she was very young. It is not suitable to stay here for long, and she cannot stay here.

Shen's mother blocked her way, her face became more and more ugly: "If you say you are unruly, you have to keep an inch, and in front of the elders, let you come as you say so, and leave as you say?"

Song Xuan suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into a pit, and she had nowhere to escape, no way to escape.

She forced herself to remain calm, looking back at the old woman who was twisting the Buddha string in her hands, but whose eyes were fierce, she whispered: "The old lady called me over, but what do you want to explain?"

Song Xuan made up her mind, no matter what the old lady said, she agreed to her and agreed that it would be.

She is not alone now, there is still one in her belly, and she wants to protect her child.

Mrs. Tang slowly sat down on the red sandalwood sofa covered with felt, and took a look at Song Xuan. Xiao Yezhong was born very beautifully, and she was born out of the same mold as that of Yu Jin. Her precious son saw it back then. With such a face, despite everyone's opposition, she divorced Ji'an's mother and let Ji'an's mother choose to die.

Naturally, those who are born from a base are a base species.